This is the second story in this song fic series. It focuses on America. The song 5 o' clock Somewhere by Alan Jackson. The show is Hetalia Axis Powers.

I DO NOT OWN THE SONG OR THE SHOW!

The sun is hot and that old clock is movin' slow
And so am I
The workday passes like molasses in wintertime
But it's July

Alfred F. Jones looked at the clock on his computer. It was only twelve thirty but it felt like he had been there for an etiranty. He then looked out the window of his office and admired the view outside. It was a lovely July day and he was stuck here doing paperwork. It did not seem fair to him.

I'm gettin' paid by the hour and older by the minute
My boss just pushed me over the limit
I'd like to call it somethin'
I think I'll just call it a day

He just could not take the stress any more he need a break, but he knew he had to come back. So he decided that he would head down to Eden' Rejects, a bar about ten minutes away, and just call it a day.

Pour me somethin' tall and strong
Make it a hurricane before I go insane
It's only half past twelve but I don't care
It's 5 O'clock somewhere

Alfred walked out of his office and down the hallway. If he was lucky Crystal would not notice him. Crystal was the young security and she was also the mother of the place. If you were going to do anything of leave, you would have to pass by her desk. It sounded easy enough but like any good mother she had great hearing and what seemed like eyes in the back of her head. She was filing papers right now and looked like she was too busy to notice when someone passed by her desk. Alfred took this opportunity and ran by her.

This lunch break is gonna take all afternoon
half the night
Tomorrow morning I know they'll be hell to pay
Hey, but that's alright

"Where are you going Alfred?" Crystal asked as she was filing the papers on her desk.

Alfred turned to her and replied with his trademark entusiam, "I was just going on my lunch break, Crystal."

"How long are you going to be? You know were busy right now," Crystal seriously replied, still shuffling the papers on her desk. She then placed a stray strand of her coal black hair behind her ear.

"I know were busy but I need a break. I know I get it tomorrow but that's alright with me, besides when was the last time you took a long break?" he asked, "I'm sure Abel misses you over at the bar."

Crystal then blushed and looked down at her desk as Alfred saw this as an opportunity to make a run for the elevator.

I ain't had a day off now in over a year
My Jamaican vacation's gonna start right here
Get the phones for me
You can tell 'em I just sailed away

"Hey Crystal if anyone calls for me tell them I just sailed away!" Alfred yelled to her as the elevator shut. When the elevator opened on the first floor he ran out and through the main doors. He then made his way to Eden's Rejects and walked through the front door. There he saw Abel, the owner of the bar and Crystal's boyfriend of a year and a half, was behind cleaning glasses.

Pour me somethin' tall and strong
Make it a hurricane before I go insane
It's only half past twelve but I don't care
It's 5 O'clock somewhere

"I thought the owner hired people to clean the glasses," Alfred joked as he sat in one of the bar stools.

"They can when they can afford it. I just opened up this place six months ago. So what can I get ya, Al?" Abel said as he put the glass of one of the racks.

"Just pour me something tall and strong. Can you make it a hurricane I am about to go crazy. Work has not been going so great," Alfred wined as he put his chin on the bar.

"You know its not even one yet," Abel said as he poured Alfred's drink.

"I don't care. You know its five o' clock somewhere," Alfred replied as he saw Abel place his drink beside his head.

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