Oh Crap-cakes! I almost forgot! Today is S. Korea's birthday too and I had a whole thing planned for him! Urgh, I'm so stupid Orz. After all birthdays were made in S. Korea right? Da ze~. Also I have a lot of suggestions now so i'm filled with ideas! And thank you guys for readin' this shit, I never knew it would be popular! Anyways, Enjoy~!
South Korea had a lot of things and not a lot of things. Sure he had stuff like electronics manhwas and the all important K-pop. Yes, K-pop is the best man! And it was made in Korea, even better da ze~.
But on the other hand most stuff were already invented by other countries. We're looking at you America and Japan.
So needless to say, he was jealous. You could blame it other countries or his personality itself. But South Korea wanted things for himself. Period.
So like the responsible adult that he was, he went to a certain company that will remain anonymous for copyright reasons.
No way would the company want to be featured in a childish story like this. The story is worthy enough and must wait another hundred years for that to happen not to mention all the physical and spiritual training it must recieve.
Right, so with that cleared, lets continue shall we?
South Korea practically waltzed into the place like he owned, which he didn't, at least not yet, or so he thought.
He grabbed the nearest worker and asked him, "This is mine, right? This belongs to me, hmm? I made this? da ze~"
The poor worker did not go to college and study the nature of personifications, ohwever so he was very confused and, as an act of self-defense, punched S. Korea in the face. Ouch, man.
Korea, however was undeterred and asked he next worker and the next and the next, all to end up with the same fate and in Korea's case, face. Pun intended.
Finally he went and asked the manager. Perhaps he should've done that first but oh well. Curl bouncing, he more or less demanded that it was his. said manager had no idea what was going on and thinking it was some kind of joke, nodded.
S. Korea howled in delight, for wolves were made in South Korea. Then, still not giving up, he asked if he owned everything.
The manager, now wishing he would just go away and be a nuissence to someone else, gave in to this question as well.
The Asian nation, more than happy, decided to celebrate by gropping China's chest, which he owned.
And that's why everything-including this unworthy story and unworthy author-belongs to South Korea, sorry Russia.