~AN~ New chapter! XD Sorry I didn't update for two days. I hope you can forgive me!

Summary- The other nations have noticed America has started wearing these weird, colored bracelets. What do they mean? The nations are determined to find out.

~Disclaimer~ I do not own Hetalia.

Color of tenth broken bracelet- Glittery Pink

Meaning- willing to "flash" a body part

Slight pairing alert: America/Sweden or Alfred/Berwald

Fangirl Section: ...Really cracktastic pairing? XD

Warnings: Maybe slight OOC-ness...? America and Sweden...XD This story is now M-rated!

Last minute note: Don't you all think Sweden(dad) and Finland(mom) are America and Canada's parental figures(because I do!)?. This incident takes place 7 days after the fondue one. I hope Sweden is in character!

Sweden sighed as he sat down on the bench in the subway station. He was tired. The man could not wait to get home to Tino. Berwald smiled at the thought of his adorable wife.

"Hey there, Sweden! What are you doing?"

The Nordic turned toward the noise, stoic expression in place. America was walking towards him really quickly.

"N'th'ng, Am'rica."

"Oh...Well I'm going go see Lithuainia!"

The Swede nodded mutely, then turned to face the tracks again. Alfred stood there in the awkward silence, rocking back and forth on his heels uncomfortably. Then the shorter blonde remembered his bracelets. My bracelets are the best conversation starters!, the American thought, excitedly. The younger nation removed the glittery pink accessory, thrusting it in Sweden's line of vision. Berwald stared at the bracelet with a slightly confused expression.

"Do you like this, Sweden? I bet if you gave it to Finland, he would like it!"

"...M'ybe..." The tall Swede adopted his blank look again, taking the bracelet from the other. Suddenly, a voice on the intercom announced Sweden's subway was almost there. America was still standing there smiling at Berwald. The taller blonde did not notice the bracelet get caught on the edge of the bench as he was standing. SNAP! The Swede stopped. Alfred was also staring at the other's hand.

"You broke it, Sweden. Looks like I have to flash you now." Berwald looked confused again, then his eyes widened when he saw the shorter man starting to unbutton his pants.

"Wh't 're y'u d'ing, Am'rica?" Sweden did not know what do. So, he just stared, blushing slightly, at Alfred as the nation finished unbuttoning his pants. Sweden's stare had turned scary at this point, blush darkening.

""Flash!", America yelled as he pants and underwear down, then pulled them up again, laughing immaturely.

"10 down, 6 to go!", Alfred shouted, obnoxiously.

Berwald did not like how Alfred had yelled. Now everyone was looking over at them When his subway finally arrived, the Swede boarded it qucikly, looking down. When Sweden looked out the window when he had a seat, he saw America standing there smiling and waving. Berwald did not wave back.

~AN~ It was short and probably not as good as some of the other ones, but meh. I hope you liked it anyway! XD