I can imagine this, I really can. :3

No offence is intended to Twilight lovers.

The Allies boy band

"So...........you're telling me we're bankrupt?" England looked desperately around the allies, hoping for confirmation this was just a late April fool's joke.

"The golden hamburger statue for the lobby finished off the funds, aru!"

"I wonder who ordered that now, da?"

"Not moi, Angleterre?"

"I didn't bloody buy it!! ........America?"

"................"

"Merde, we can't go on at this rate!"

"We can't keep fighting aru!"

"I blame America."

"So you idiot, what are you going to do now that you've bankrupted us?"

America paused, looking at the ground guiltily, before standing up dramatically, knocking his chair over.

"Men, we shall do what all attractive but seemingly talentless people do to get rich!"

"Act in Twilight?" England suggested, getting a round of off-screen "ooohs!"

"No, we're not that desperate, we'll start a boy band!"

All of them stared at the delusional madman in-front of them, and burst out in laughter at the way he was grinning at them. A boyband? Cracking jokes in the middle of a crisis.......

America looked at them with a raised eyebrow. Oh.......he can't mean he's serious?!

Shit, this won't go well.

Russia was the first one to get hold of himself, "That is very funny, America," putting his usual plastic smile on, "But you can't possibly be serious."

"And do you guys have any better ideas?"

The room went silent.

"Let's do a bake sale!" England suggested, "I can make some cakes!"

"On the other hand a boy band sounds like a wonderful idea!" France said quickly, getting an instant murmur of approval.

"All in favour of boyband?"

America, France, China and Russia all raised their hands.

England glared at them, "I hate you all."

"So, now what aru?"

"Well, as the hero I claim leader!"

"That's not fair, what about us? Do we get a say?" England frowned.

"We can talk about that later honey," America smiled, getting a blush from England. He picked up a board marker and started to write something down on the whiteboard, "Firstly we need to allocate our members."

America moved aside to show them what he'd written.

The five key members of a boy band:

The Fat one

The Gay one

The Mummy's boy

The Bad boy

The hot boy

"Please God, if you do exist, just kill me now," England groaned resting his head in his arms.

Ignoring this America continued, "Of course I would be the hot one!"

"Ha, you're more like a petit mummy's boy," France laughed, getting a nod from England.

"Stuff you. So, the fat one........? That's Russia then."

"Eh? But I-I'm not fat.....just big boned!" Russia's smile wavered for a minute.

"And the gay one," America carried on, "China."

"ARU?!" China glared at America, pulling a wok from seemingly nowhere, "What are you implying?!"

"No, no, I'm not implying anything, you just look the most girly that's all!!"

"I'M NOT GIRLY!!" China screamed, going for America. America, doing what all sane people would do when being chased by an angry girly Chinese man with a wok, hid behind England.

"NO!!"

"Hey wait, don't hit me!" England yelled, diving out the way of China's wok, whilst trying to pull America off his leg. America started running from China, knocking several things over, with England chasing after them.

"Another peaceful day, da?"

"Oui."

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