The Awesome Trio was originally supposed to be "Men Only". The big problem that Prussia and Denmark had been having, though, while attempting to form the Awesome Trio was the fact that they were struggling to find a new member. Not only was it incredibly hard to find someone who was even half as awesome as either of them, but every time they would approach a lucky candidate, they found find the person entirely uninterested and unwilling to join their gang.

It was getting obnoxious. Which is apparently what America had been called the day she had accidentally walked right into a meeting of the Awesome Trio… uh, duo.

Both men had stared at her in surprise, entirely unused to someone just waltzing into their meeting room. They used an empty room in the building held for World Meetings in London. They had both decided not to meet in Denmark or Germany because they had argued so much about it that it was "destroying their friendship".

But most people knew that the room was for the two of them to connive and figure out who else to invite to their gang. Interruptions were few and far between as a result, but apparently America was either too pissed to remember that the room was in use, or she just forgot.

"Oh." She stopped, spying both of them sitting at the table, gaping at her like they had just seen Bigfoot break down the door. "Sorry. Mind if I use that window over there? It gets me the best angle on my shot. I promise, you won't even know I'm here!"

Prussia hesitated, unsure if he wanted a girl to encroach on their territory. However, Denmark was not having the same problem. Unlike Prussia, Denmark had been friends with America for a while. He even celebrated her birthday at his place because he liked her so much. His Nordic pals had noticed and Finland had even giggled over Denmark's "adorable little crush" on the star-spangled nation. Though Denmark would glare at them all, he never said anything to refute the claim because it was true. He'd never seen a girl wield a battle axe like she did.

"We don't mind!" he said quickly, making Prussia shoot him a dirty look. "Do what you want! It's cool!"

America beamed at him before her face went back to an annoyed glare. Despite her claims that neither of them would even notice her presence, she mumbled to herself as she stalked over the window.

"I know you're going to be here, you vinegar-flavored wimp," she muttered, opening the window. She was leaning over the frame a bit, trying to get a good look at the parking lot. "Call me obnoxious, will you? Ha! Not half as obnoxious as the fuzzy caterpillars that have taken permanent residence above your eyes!"

Prussia and Denmark look at each other, and then back at America as she suddenly reached into her cleavage. Then, like a demented Mary Poppins, she yanked out a ridiculously massive bazooka and took aim.

"Sorry to interrupt," Prussia suddenly said, making America jump. She looked at him, her anger gone and a sweet smile taking its place. "It's just that I couldn't help but notice that you seem to be prepared to shoot someone… England, I'm guessing… vith a bazooka because he called you obnoxious?"

America let out a loud laugh. "Yeah. That, and he guilted me into eating some of his homemade shepherd's pie last night, so I was up blowing chunks and didn't get any sleep."

Both men flinched a little, understanding where she was coming from as she turned her attention back to her weapon.

"I figure I'll feel a little bit better if I put him in the hospital for a little bit," she went on, carefully taking aim. "Alright, I'm about to fire if you guys wanna cover up your ears."

Both Prussia and Denmark did as she instructed. They watched her mouth a countdown. A bright flare of light lit up the area, followed by a loud boom that made the whole building shake. Despite having covered their ears, both men could hear ringing.

America, meanwhile, had set her massive bazooka aside and had her head thrown back, laughing. Someone was screaming profanities in the parking lot loudly enough to be heard indoors.

"Haha, classic!" America wiped a tear from her eye before poking her head out the window and screaming at the top of her lungs. "SUCK IT, ENGLAND!"

With that, she shut the window, defied physics by returning the bazooka to her cleavage, blew Prussia and Denmark a kiss and then flounced out, mumbling something about getting out before the British government detained her.

Denmark looked at Prussia. Prussia looked at Denmark. Both men nodded in silent agreement.

They were pretty sure they just found the third member of the Awesome Trio, girl or not.

America was late for her first Awesome Trio meeting. This was bad, mostly because she was on a probationary trial period.

Prussia was pretty pissed about it, but Denmark was just smitten enough to overlook the fact that she was an hour and a half late. He liked to think she was taking so long because she was trying to look her best for him, although the miniscule rational part of his mind told him that America never tried to look her best if she could help it. In her opinion, brushing her hair in the morning was considered "gussying up", as she put it.

"Seriously, vhat is that bitch doing?" Prussia crossed his arms over his chest, frowning. "This is the most unawesome thing that has ever been my displeasure to vitne—"

The doors flew open and America walked in drenched in salt water. Both men gaped. Denmark was incredibly thrilled, seeing as how her clothes clung to her and became slightly transparent. Prussia was thrilled because she was dragging the corpse of a dead great white shark after her.

"This is the most awesome thing my eyes have ever seen!" Prussia slammed his fists on the table and let out a cackling laugh. "America, vhat on Earth are you doing with a dead shark?"

"Dead?" America frowned. "Who said it was dead?"

Prussia fell quiet and took a tentative step away from the shark. The creature seemed to have trained its black eye on him.

"It sucks because I was actually hunting for a colossal squid," she whined. "I was up in the freezing waters of Antarctica looking for one to bring to the meeting so we could eat the world's biggest calamari. I was tailing a sperm whale—"

"Kesesesese~!" Prussia laughed. "You said 'sperm'."

America smirked. "Good one! Anyway, I was trailing a sperm whale but then then I got hungry. So I tried to get this big old tuna that came by and then this bastard showed up and tried to fucking steal it." She was holding the shark by the tail and gave it a shake to show her displeasure. "So we tussled, he lost, the sperm whale got away and the worst part is that the fucking tuna got away, too!"

Prussia and Denmark stared at her in equal parts amusement and fascination (and for Denmark, arousal).

"Are you going to kill the shark, then?" Denmark managed to ask, squirming a bit uncomfortably in his seat. He made a mental note to not stand up until he, uh, calmed down a bit.

"I was just going to tear out one of its fangs as a dominant symbol of my victory," she replied, tapping her chin with her free hand. A small puddle had begun to form underneath her. "Then I was going to release it back into the wild where it could tell all its shark friends to not fucking try to steal my tuna!"

"That's badass," Prussia half-whispered, his red eyes glazed over with admiration. "You're almost as awesome as me! It's settled!"

Prussia slammed his fist down on the table. Denmark was still distracted by the party going on in his pants that only intensified whenever he looked up and saw America dragging the shark around. America turned her attention from taunting the captured shark to whatever it was Prussia was saying.

"America! Henceforth, you are the awesome kickass babe of the Awesome Trio!"

"Aw, sweet!" America jerked the shark up into a hug and bounced around. "Oh, wait, before I forget."

Both men watched her drop the shark and then fearlessly yank its massive jaws open. She reached in, seeming to be deciding something, and then picked a fang to yank out. The shark struggled, but mostly seemed resigned to whatever America had planned for it.

"Ta-da!" She grinned and showed them the fang before pocketing it. "Okay. I'm gonna throw this bastard back into the ocean if you guys wanna come with."

They nodded eagerly and Denmark had to be very creative with covering himself with his black coat to keep either of them from seeing his little friend giving America a salute. Hurrying after her, they rushed pasted a still-charred England and France. Both men watched, flabbergasted, at the sight of America, drenched and toting a shark after her, Prussia whooping at the top of his lungs and Denmark last, walking awkwardly, clinging his coat close to him.

"That's probably the least surprising thing I've seen all week," England commented. France nodded in agreement and they kept walking.

After watching breathlessly as America assumed a pitcher's stance and absolutely hurled the shark out into the ocean, they all agreed to head to America's place to try their hand at riding a mechanical bull.

"You're the champ, America?" Denmark marveled when the bartender greeted her.

She laughed, adjusting her bright blue cowboy boots. "Sure am. And you guys can call me Amelia, by the way."

She then skipped off and climbed onto the bull while Denmark and Prussia watched with rapt attention. As the machine started to go, Prussia glanced at the former Viking with a smirk.

"This is the most awesome decision we have ever made."

Denmark nodded in agreement, his eyes glued to America as the bull began to get more violent. "Ja."

Prussia's smirk got a little more evil. "Got a problem going on down south with Little Mathias, huh?"

The blonde's face heated up and he adjusting his coat to keep himself covered. Damn his overactive libido. "Shut the hell up."

Prussia cackled. "Kesesesese~! Lucky you, looks like she's a wild ride!" He pointed at America as she let out a loud YEE-HAW while the fake bull bucked. The other bargoers cheered as the bull slowed and came to a halt. America slid off, grinning as she sauntered back to her friends. She ordered them a round of whiskey and then raised her glass.

"To being awesome!" she announced.

"To being awesome!" the other two echoed. Their glasses clinked together and then America caught Denmark's eye as she gulped her drink down easily.

She smiled.

Denmark blushed.

America winked. "So. I was thinking. Hawaii said the big volcano at her place just exploded. Wanna head down and roast some marshmallows over some lava?"

Prussia and Denmark beamed, both of them incredibly pleased with their decision to let America join. Both of them then checked out her ass when she turned around to order more whiskey.

"Best. Decision. Ever," Prussia said, a nasty light glinting suddenly in his eyes.

Denmark angrily whacked him upside the head. "Keep your eyes somewhere else."

Prussia just cackled evilly while America turned around, shoving more alcohol at them.

"Were you guys staring at my ass?" she asked in a way that made it obvious that she knew perfectly well that they had been. Both of them looked a little guilty (well, Denmark did, Prussia just looked smug). "Thought so. Keep your hands off the merchandise."

"Or?" Prussia challenged.

America leaned in a little close. "Or I'll have to assume my Ultimate Form."

By the end of the night, all three of them were drunk. Prussia wobbled ahead of Denmark and America, singing a poor rendition of his favorite Carrie Underwood song (he had been very drunk when he'd admitted it).

Meanwhile, America clumsily put an arm around Denmark's shoulders and gave him an intoxicated smile. "Hey, Mathias, 'member when I said no, no, no about geshing… uhm, gerding… getting handsy with the merch?"

"Ja." Denmark had long ago given up trying to speak English.

She blushed and Denmark's eyes widened. "Uhm… I dunnit mind if you do it sumtime."

Denmark paused, his alcohol-drenched mind trying to fully understand what she was getting at. America was stumbling off after Prussia, saying something about showing him what a real Louisville Slugger looks like, while Denmark gaped after her.

Did she just…? He grinned. Denmark had a feeling that whatever was going to come of the Awesome Trio, when it came to him and America, something big was going to happen.

Author Notes

First off, I want to say thanks to everyone who has favorited this and reviews! It makes me feel all warm and snuggly inside. Just picture a happy stuffed bear being cuddled by an even happier sparkly pink stuffed unicorn. That's how I feel!

Also, I don't know if I want to make a set schedule as to when I'll update this. Mostly I write stuff whenever inspiration comes and I don't want anything to be too forced. Just know the updates will at least probably be on a weekly basis, maybe more if the muses decide to head up to Sweden to whisper good ideas into my ear. You know, whatever.

So, some comments:

-I originally wanted this to be an origin story about how all three of them joined, but the only story that really came together for me was how America joined. It was difficult for me to find a good ending to this one and I'm still not sure I like it. I do definitely enjoy fluff between America and Denmark. I don't know how long I'll be able to make it without putting them together, guys. I love this couple way more than I thought I would. They're way too much fun to write.

-ALSO. Someone commented a while back by the name 'ccha' about bringing Australia into this. All I can say is thank you, thank you, THANK YOU for the suggestion! I've been writing it for a while and I'm trying to find a good way to end it, but Australia will probably became a bigger player into all this. Might we have a rival for America's heart? Perhaps we'll see Denmark go full-on Viking? Tee-hee! But hopefully that chapter will be out soon once I put the finishing touches on it. If any of you other guys have any ideas for little adventures or situations to throw these three in, let me know!

-Oh, sorry for my inaccuracy as to where great whites lurk around in the ocean. I know they don't tread out to arctic areas, but for the sake of writing America walking into an Awesome Trio meeting dragging a shark after her, I had to bend the rules of reality a little bit. Oh, and sidenote-that poor shark, am I right? America must've really wanted that tuna.

-I think Prussia is a major Carrie Underwood fan. His favorite song by her is 'Before He Cheats', obviously. That was the song he was singing and that's why America mentioned the Louisville Slugger.

-For those who might not know baseball jargon: a Louisville Slugger is a type of baseball bat. It's also a term used when you make a major swing of the bat, and that usually results in a homerun. I really hated most of the American sports I was subjected to while I lived there, but then I went to a baseball game. Oh. My. God. I loved it. Baseball was my favorite American sport by far. I miss going to games. We have baseball in Sweden, but it's not the same, guys.