*WARNING*
I DO NOT OWN HETALIA
Chapter 16: Russian Spies?
One day, Mexico and Canada were bored so they decided to go visit Russia and his sisters. Mexico used to be afraid of him, but after Canada's reassuring, she finally warmed up to him. They obviously didn't tell America, though, because if they did he would lose his marbles-
"Hi Ivan! Nice to see you again," Mexico greeted with a wave as Canada was smothered to death by Ukraine's.. large tracts of land.
"Da, it is nice to see you both as well. Come in, it is very cold outside."
The two came inside to see Belarus acting somewhat sane for once, and they all just chatted and drank hot chocolate. Besides Ukraine almost bursting into tears and two failed marriage proposals, it was a pretty fun time. They were just about to watch a movie, before the front door slammed open.
There stood America, beer in one hand and a cowboy pistol in the other, obviously drunk as heck.
"Amerika?" Russia asked curiously, a child-like smile growing on his face. Belarus' face was a mix of confusion and murder. She respected this guy, so what the hell was he doing?
"Al? How did you even get to Rus-" Mexico started, before America dragged both her and Canada behind himself.
"YOU BOTH NEED TO BE MORE CAREFUL! YOU CAN'T BE HANGING AROUND THIS COMMIE!" America yelled, his voice ten times louder than usual.
"Amerika, I am not communist anymore-"
"I DON'T CARE! I KNOW YOUR PLANS, COMMIE!" Russia raised an eyebrow, and sighed tiredly.
"What am I planning this time, America?"
"I'M GLAD YOU ASKED!" America pulled out a paper from his pocket, reading it out loud.
"IN 1951, RONALD REAGAN KILLED ALL THE BIRDS. THE BIRDS WE SEE NOW ARE ALL RUSSIAN SPIES FROM THE FORMER SOVIET UNION PLANNING TO REBUILD THE FALLEN EMPIRE AND BRING AMERICA WITH IT!"
"Amerika, Reagan was an American president."
"YES."
"Therefore he would control what would happen to the birds in Amerika, da?"
"YES."
"So you killed the birds, not me."
"YOU BRAINWASHED HIM, OBVIOUSLY!" Russia whacked him over the head with the Magic Metal Pipe of Pain, causing the American to black out.
"Now that this is over with, we can go watch movie now, da?" Everyone else nodded slowly, going back to the couch.
This chapter was based off that one vine of that guy in a chair talking about how Reagan killed all the birds, if you know what I'm talking about. Here's the link: /tR_VWPI91yQ
I switched some things up since I couldn't remember what the whole vine was when I wrote this, but eh