Author's Note:
This is just a short little crack-ish thing I wrote for fun... so enjoy!
Concider yourself disclaimed.
There was rarely a normal day in the life of a nation. Just being the personification of a nation is strange enough, but each country had their own variety of weird shit to deal with. Yet, it eventually becomes normal. But then there are days... Oh there are days, where one country does something abnormally strange. That country was normally America.
Like today, America was sitting in the conference room, an acoustic guitar in hand. And every single time a person or group entered the room, he's start to play it as loud as he could. Sometimes it was just a random song, sometimes it was a song America choose specificly. There are a lot of countries, so I'll just give you the highlights.
When Spain, Italy, and Romano walked in they were immediately assaulted with a wave of incredibly fast spanish sounding music that was clearly picked out for Spain. Spain thought it was funny, silly America being silly, but Romano got conciderably more offended, shouting various curses at him in a mix of English, Italian and Spanish. America didn't understand any of the Italian ones, Romano was saying them too fast, but he definetely heard 'bastard', 'asshole', and 'puta'. It was comical how sensitive this guy could be. So then America laughed. And Romano started to strangle him.
When Canada entered the room, which nobody really noticed but him, he started to play an accoustic version of the Green Day song American Idiot. Canada stopped, stared at his brother, and blinked before rolling his eyes and making his way to his seat. But America didn't let up. Even as some South American countries started to arrive, America just gravitated towards his brother, playing a little louder, staring him down in an attempt to get a response from the quiter nation. Next thing Canada knew, America was right in his bubble, grinning like a dumbass, still playing that song.
"America, please..." He said, slightly agitated.
"Come on, I know you love it."
"You're an idiot." America was about the only person in the world that Canada could insult to their face. Probably because they were so close.
"Yeah, but you love it." America chuckled. So Canada turned, gave America a very stern look, and gave America what might have been the softest, most adorable slap in the world. America burst into laughter.
The rest of the countries all gave suprisingly neutral reactions, used to some of America's goofy antics. But the cherry on top of this fuckery cake for America was when England entered. England was late to the meeting because he got lost in traffic, so America stood by the door, waiting. Like some sort of jungle cat, stalking its prey. Or a dumbass dog waiting for it's owner to come home.
"Sorry I'm la-" England said as he entered the conference room, when he was interupted by the discordant wails of pained guitar. It sounded like cat fighting on a chalkboard.
The other nations were suprised, America had actually played well all day. What the hell was he doing now? England, on the other hand, was pissed.
"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL, AMERICA!?" England screeched, also very much like a cat.
"I've been seranading everybody as they came in today and I thought you'd like something that matched your punk hair style!"
And so America was strangled for the second time that day.
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
I told you some of these are going to be short. You were warned XD
Come on, dudes, give me some prompts. I need something to do. I'm trying to get in the swing of doing creative things now that college doesn't tire me like it used to. Throw me a bone. If you don't wanna review, send a PM. I check those frequently.
Review, or something XD