"But Tino! I don't want to go down there!" America whined holding on to Finland's pants leg. Finland sighed, but gave a reassuring smile to the small boy."Don't worry Alfred, it'll just take a second to go down there. All you need to do is grab the book near the heater.I promise there is nothing bad down there."
America was unconvinced as he looked down the dark passage. He just needed a book from his basement right? It wouldn't be that bad."A true hero, shouldn't be afraid of a silly basement." Finland led on, looking to the wall,he felt America's body tense,but slowly he felt the small hands let go of his trousers.
America started to step carefully to the thresh smiled again,when America looked to him for more decided that the best way,was the fast way.
America bounded down the stairs,trying not to slip from his knee socks sliding across the he reached the bottom,he hugged himself,and frantically moved his head side to side; eye's searching for the contraption with a book sitting upon it.
A description of what the book looked like would have been nice. America finally found the the heater. But what he found in the cracks of the concreate near the heater..well lets say had various dead bugs,and rat bones.. and low moan creeped into his ears.
America squealed and grabbed the nearest book near the heater,and ran like hell.
Finland laughed and held the boy in his lap.
America found no humour in this and wanted to snap Finland's neck."I'm sorry dear Alfred,thank you for being a hero,and getting me the book."
America grumbled and tried not to think about the evil monster in Finlands basement.
"It's a monster that eats,snails,and puppy dog tails.. he likes to snip the clothes of little kids,so when their parents find them,they get yelled at for their clothing being a -"
America rambled on about the detailed monster,and Finland just looked down in amusement.