Somewhere over the funny farm

After much pointless bickering, the allies finally came into agreement on the group positions (No, not THAT type of position) and started a new fight over the band name.

"The hero's is a great name!" America whined, disregarding all the suggestions around him.

"No no no! I say the red whirlwinds!" France argued back.

"It doesn't matter. Either way you'll all become one with Russia, da?"

"Don't look at me while you say that, aru!" China nudged away from Russia and his aura as they went into stalker mode.

"Then what about l'amour triomphe toujours?"

"That name's too long," America said, "But the hero's is short and catchy!"

"But it's french! Everything sounds sexier in french!"

"What's hamburger in french?"

England drummed his fingers on the table, getting irritated, "Look, we're getting nowhere with this. The idea is stupid enough as it is, we don't need a stupid name as well. Choose something simple, like....um...the......the allies."

"That's a dumb name! Mine's so much better!" America frowned, putting his hands on his hips and pouting, "What's it going to be? The Hero's or The Allies?"

"The Allies," Everyone said in agreement, opting for the lesser of the two stupids.

"You know what? You all suck. I QUIT!" America stomped out the door, nearly knocking over Canada (who'd been standing there patiently for his turn) and slamming the door shut behind him.

"I didn't realize he was old enough to have tantrums anymore."

I didn't like the first chapter so I deleted it. Do you think I should get a BETA for this story?