I was inspired by how we would make hate mails about all the people we dislike and then maybe 'accidentally' post them! I never done it but I rather not since I could get into too much detail, lol.

So please enjoy this one-shot of USUK called...

You Got Hate Mail

Alfred F. Jones never exactly figured out that his once great hero during his childhood would be such a pussy. But what he never knew was that he had the balls to send a hate mail to nearly every single nation about what he hated about them. Surely you'd think that he could get away with it by somehow using his magical powers, but even that wouldn't help because Arthur put them in it, too. By that, it meant that the Court of British Magic was on his arse.

Now Arthur Kirkland was in much trouble.

Worst of all, he happened to be in his house under hiding.

Alfred was on his computer again for the third time, trying his best to hide the laughter of what Arthur wrote about everybody. First it was Francis, of course, who he wrote...

Francis is such a attention whore. He would just about sleep with anyone who he considers 'beautiful' and leaves them the next day! I have pity for those who've been entranced (Lord knows how) by this git and should check if he has a disease known as BLOODY BRAINLESS SYNDROME! Also, that smell of his, it's just bloody revolting as hell and who knows how many whales or whatever they put in those perfumes are because I noticed one time he seemed to be getting chubby, much to my amusement! If he somehow gained weight, that could be my new strategy to annoy him by his weight!

If Alfred had enough time, he would be reading the essay-like paragraph for Francis but he was too busy scrolling down the email he sent to everyone (mistakenly, Alfred remembered Arthur cried about as he hugged him nearly to death) and went to...Romano, oh god. This wasn't going to be pretty at all...

...As for Romano, why the hell is he a nation? Feliciano's the nation of Italy but he's the bottom part, does this mean he happens to be bottom during sex? I heard Japan called them 'uke' and I hope I wrote it right, but it's not like this will ever be published for the world to see-

Alfred took his gaze off the screen and looked over to the beige wall, wondering if this was meant to happen like some random plot twist a writer would make...

He returned to the page which read...

...Romano always calls me Tea bastard, but this time he called me Scone bastard! He keeps giving me different phrases about me and I cannot understand it, but I don't mind, secretly. Does this mean I fancy him? Or maybe he fancies me? I don't know, but he always spends time with that bloody git Antonio and I don't get to spend time with Romano to figure out if he fancies me! He doesn't want to spend time with me, however... I feel he doesn't like me in that certain way... But I'm not a desperate and I prefer someone else, anyway. But if he's interested...I might consider.

Alfred wondered, Is this going to be a new pairing called RomaBrit or something?

Alfred couldn't finish reading the paragraph because his stomach was twisting in knots of sheer laughter! Arthur thought Romano might be interested in him? How hilarious was learning that piece of knowledge? Alfred wondered dubiously if Arthur wrote anything about any ladies, and as he scrolled down the screen to find anything. To his surprise, he found one paragraph of Natalya...

This wasn't going to be a nice read...

That Natalia is the most strangest woman I have ever met in my entire life-

Alfred noticed in the first sentence that he made a mistake on writing Natalya's name. But then he noticed the paragraph had the name 'Natalia' instead of 'Natalya'.

That Natalia is the strangest woman I have ever met in my entire life! I don't mean to be impolite towards a woman, but she is bloody weird! She stalks her brother everyday, steals nearly all of his poccesions like his steel pipe and even HIS DIRTY UNDEARWEAR! If that wasn't enough, I know something by accident that she would come over to her brother's home at nighttime and, strangely, would try to take him in a large sack and take him to her household! The reason I saw that was because I went out in the middle of the night to grab some folders I forgotten two weeks back. Odd stuff, that was, and I'll never forget that...

This was too much for Alfred to figure out three things he thought during his readings...

1. Why did Arthur follow that psycho Belarusian in the first place?

2. Where did these rumors come from?

That made Alfred thought, Maybe Lithuania might pinch in about these rumors. There's no way that Natalya could steal Ivan's steel pipe!

3. WHY THE HELL DID ARTHUR SEND THIS TO EVERYONE HE KNEW?

This time Alfred didn't care about Arthur claiming he 'accidentally' sent this to everyone he knew. For a nation, he suspiciously had everyone's contacts to send them out which made it more suspicious. That could be one of the other questions Alfred was going to ask, but right before he could think about going, or rather charging, up the stairs, he heard a bell ring.

Unbeknownst to him, those rapid bells he was hearing from outside was the world waiting to kick some British ass...

The End

Natalya: I must kill this idiot, how dare he spy on me like this?

Antonio: DO YOU LOVE THAT MONSTRUO MORE THAN ME, ROMANO?

Romano: SHUT THE HELL UP, TOMATO BASTARD! I don't love him, I only call him other names because he's a HUGE BASTARD!

Me: Are you sure? Because from what I read, it seemed that you were interested in him...

Hope you guys like this rather short story, if you want more on what else Artie wrote or if you wanna know what happens next, give a review if you can! Thanks so much~!