Chapter 3: Creating A Rift
The next morning, the members of the Axis Powers, Germany, Italy, and Japan, came to the World Conference building.
"All right. Now that the three of you are here," said England as the Axis sat at the table with the Allies. "Let's discuss your plans for the merger." America, who was clearly in a bad mood, just glared at the Axis and at England.
The Axis members presented their plans for the merger and each one was different. Germany's plan was very organized with lots of rules, Japan's plan was a bit more at ease with the rules, but it was very complex. Italy's plan was pretty laidback if existent at all and was heavily involved with pasta. But America said that all those ideas were stupid. Not only that, but he insulted the Axis, for Germany's history, Japan's isolation, and Italy's cowardice. He boldly called a recess to any international deals with his country. He looked around and saw all the countries staring at him with shock and confusion. The face that stood out the most was England's face that was looking at him with intense anger.
England dragged America into a different conference room as they were shouting at each other.
"I've just about had enough of you!"
"You're the one who wants me to-"
"You embarrassed them! You embarrassed me!"
"I was telling the truth!"
"You don't know what you've done!"
"I just don't care-"
"There'll be war and destruction if it's not set right!"
"Will you just listen?!"
"I'm the eldest out of us! You listen to me!"
America kicked over a chair in anger. "God, this is so unfair!"
England scoffed. "Unfair?!"
"You're never there for me!" America grabbed a chimney poker from its holder. "This whole merger thing is what you want! Do you ever bother to ask what I want? No! You walk around, telling me what to do and what not to do, trying to make me like you! Well, I'm not gonna be like you!"
"You're acting like a child!" England snapped.
"And you're a beast!" America shouted, walking over to a tapestry with all of the Allies and pointing the poker at it. "That's what you are!"
England saw what America intended to do. "America!"
"I'll never be like you!" The poker was now poking into the fabric of the tapestry.
"No! Stop that!"
"I'D RATHER DIE THAN BE LIKE YOU!"
England gasped as America slashed through the tapestry, creating a tear between the pictures of them.
That was the last straw for England. He stormed towards America. "America, you're supposed to be a country, not a useless, immature IMBECILE!"
Suddenly, America was on the ground with a red mark on his right cheek. England looked down at his stinging fist, shocked and full of regret at what he had done. He looked at America, whose eyes full of disbelief, anger, and betrayal dug into his heart like a blade.
Without any hesitation, America got up and ran towards the door. England called out for him, but America was already out of the room.
Note: To give you a heads up, in this next chapter, I will make an appearance. I'm not a witch, but a fantasy lover can dream. Also, as you've noticed in the cast list, I added one of my favorite character from "Veggietales" into my story. (Please don't judge me.)