"America is late." Germany scowled as he glanced over at the Americans seat during one of the world meetings. "Japan, are you sure he is a punctual person?"
"I am sure." Japan sighed.
"The git probably got lost trying to find his way to a restaurant." England shrugged.
Suddenly, the doors quietly opened. America slowly walked into the meeting room, avoiding eye contact with anyone. In his hands was a puppy, which was happily wagging its tail and yipping at everything around him.
"Alfred F. Jones, just what do you think you're doing bringing a dog into this meeting?" England scolded as his motherly side started to show.
"I found it walking down the street." America said as he glanced down at the dog in his arms. "He was all alone, and he didn't have a collar. He started to follow me down the road, and I just couldn't leave her out there." The dog suddenly gave out a very cute yawn. "Aww, who's the cutest little puppy in the world? You are!" America cooed as the cuddled the small animal.
The other nations couldn't believe what they were seeing. America was acting unusually affectionate, a side of him that had rarely been seen after he had grown up. To say the least, the older nations were grinning like idiots.
"Alfred, you just can't bring a dog into a business meeting." England said with a sigh. America started to pout.
"But, I can't leave Libby outside by herself. She would be lonely." America said as he scratched the dog behind her ears.
"Oh no, you named it?" England said unable to hide a smile.
"Yes, and I plan to keep her." America said.
"May I pet her?" Germany asked causing everyone's jaws to drop.
"Yeah! Go right ahead!" America said as he handed the puppy over to Germany. The dog happily licked Germanys face like crazy, causing the two nations to start cooing over the small dog.
Prussia and England stood to the side, taking photos for future blackmail, and also because they both thought their little brothers were the cutest things in the world.
A/N: Americans usually treat their pets better than they treat themselves. It's true. Just ask any American you meet. We can't help it. How could we ever say no to such adorable creatures of perfection?