Alright! This is the second chapter! I have fun doing this so I'm glad that you all like this :D

I'm really sorry I haven't update in forever. :( Anyways please excuse any and all grammar errors or spelling mistakes.

6. I will not ask Ukraine if her boobs are real, I also can't ask to cope a feel just to make sure either. Russia doesn't approve.

"Hey Ukraine! Hold up!" America yelled running up to the girl.

Ukraine turned around quizzically "Yes America?"

"Sssssooooo, I was talking to France earlier and you came up so I wanted to ask you a question about a certain topic." America said.

"Okay, ask away."

"Are your breasts actually real? They look way to big to be anything but fake, no offense." He asked

Moments of silence followed the question. America waiting for and answer and Ukraine trying to process the absurd question given to her.

Ukraine's face heated up slightly as she struggled to answer.

"Ah...th-they are very real Америка..." She finally said

"You sure? Can I check?" America grinned innocently and before she could answer he made for a grab but was swiftly stopped as a hand wrapped tightly around his wrist.

"Comrade America should keep his hands to himself, da? Sometimes bad things happen if you don't" Russia stated, tightening his hold on America's wrist. A hard glare, promising weeks of pain, contradicting his playful tone of voice.

America gulped, blanching at the barely concealed threat. "Uh...y-yeah!" Wrenching his hand free, America hightailed it away from the imposing nation. Leaving behind a smiling nation and a confused red-faced one.

7. A Captain America costume is not acceptable to wear at any given time.

- Except on Halloween, sometimes not even then.

"You'd think the wanker would be on time to his own meetings." England stated, cross his arms and huffing.

"Typical America to be late to even his own planned meetings." France sighed.

England crossed his arms and muttered angrily. "I'll give him something to be late about next time."

"That doesn't make se-"

"I don't care!" England yelled, glaring at the Chinese man.

China glared back and made to speak again but was halted as a body crashed in through the window. The countries closest to the window covered their faces as glass flew, them being England, France and China.

Italy flung himself into Germany's lap as the room was plunged into darkness. "Germany! Save me!"

Germany awkwardly patted the trembling nation's back and turned his gaze towards the figure blanketed in the sudden spotlight. The nations gathered immediately groaned as they saw who the cause of the broken window was. Someone was going to have to pay for that and it wasn't going to be them this time.

"I am Captain America! And I'm!" Alfred paused dramatically and threw off the cape he was wearing to show a uniform in red, white and blue. "The HERO!" America yelled, flashing his trademark grin and thumbs up. The American flag behind him as well as the national anthem playing from Jesus knew where.

"I'm leaving." England growled and walked out the door. France and the other nations following behind.

"Guys? Come on! I worked really hard on this!" America yelled running after them. "Come on! I even got the replica of the shield and everything...damn it guys...I paid a lot of money for this..."

8. I will not sing 'If you Were Gay,' in reference to the Italy Brothers, Germany, and Spain.

America grinned as he stalked the group of four nations. His eyes zeroing in on the taller blonde. "Yo Germany dude!" Alfred ran up to the man.

"Huh? America? What is it?" Germany turned around the others with him as well.

"Hello America!" N. Italy greeted. Waving, smiling as always.

"Tch, hamburger bastardo." Romano scowled.

Spain smiled at the American. "Hola America!"

"Hey guys." America quickly greeted before turning back to Germany. "So I just wanted to tell you something."

"What is it?" Germany repeated his previous question, not liking the grin that slid onto the others face.

Alfred cleared his throat before starting. "If you were gay! That'd be okay, I mean 'cause hey! I'd like you anyway."

Germany groaned and introduced his palm to his face. Romano began to laugh, Spain's usual smile growing a bit wider at the sound.

America kept on. "Because you see if it were me, I would feel free to say. That I was gay... but I'm not gay." He punctuated the last three words by poking Germany.

Ludwig seethed silently, face flushed as he glared at the American.

America laughed nervously, sensing the murderous aura coming from the German man. His eyes landed on his next prey.

Romano continued to laugh until he felt the Americans stare on him. "What?"

America grinned wider." If you were queer."

Romano's smile quickly turned into a scowl. "Oh, god.."

"I would still be here year after year, because you're dear to me. And I know that you! Would accept me too!"

Romano scoffed. "Like hell I would"

"If I told you today! Hey guess what I'm gay! But I'm not gay." America belted out.

Feliciano suddenly interjected. "But aren't you actually gay, America?" His innocent comment stopping Alfred's from singing the next line.

America sputtered for a few moments, face going red. "I..I don't have to answer that!" He yelled before clearing his voice and thinking of a better song.

9. "Gay or European" also isn't acceptable.

"There! Right There! Look at that tan, well tinted skin. Look at the killer shape he's in. Look at that slightly stubbly chin. Oh Please he's gay, totally gay." America pointed at Spain suddenly, scaring him.

Romano joined in, knowing the song and seeing as a good chance to tease Spain. "I'm not about to celebrate every trait could indicate the totally straight expatriate. This guy's not gay, I say, not gay." He shook his head, playing along.

Both sang the chorus. "That is the elephant in the room. Well, is it relevant to assume that a man who wears perfume is automatically medically gay?"

"But look at his coiffed and crispy locks. Look at his silk translucent socks." America sang, pointing at the Spaniard.

"There's the eternal paradox

Look, what we're seeing."

"What are we seeing?" Italy asked tilting his head as Germany face-palmed.

"Is he gay?" America asked.

"Of course, he's gay!" Romano exclaimed.

"Or European!?" America yelled matter-of-factly, before continuing to sing with Romano, Italy joining soon after.

Spain stood there awkwardly, wondering why in the world this was happening to him of all people.

10. 300 jokes are not to be said around Greece.

"Hey China! How many Spartans does it take to screw in a lightbulb?" America giggled, grinning from ear to ear. "300~" He burst out laughing.

His laughter causing a certain Greek to awaken from his nap.

America continued with his jokes, the impending danger as the usually laid back Greek became irate unnoticed.

"In Greece, how do you separate the men from the boys?" Alfred paused. "With a crowbar!" He laughed once more oblivious to how China and a few others backed away.

"What? Not funny?" He asked before looking behind him where Arthur pointed. His eyes falling on a Greek

Greece looking quite dangerous with a giant sharp cross in his hands.

"I'll run now. Bye!" Alfred dashed off.

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