Mexico sipped at a glass of water as she listened with interest to Germany's proposal. It was WWII and she was making good money selling oil and materials to the Axis and Allies. Of course, the Allies weren't too happy about it but seeing as she was neutral they really couldn't do anything about it.

"…So…vill you join zhe Axis?" Germany finished. Mexico put down her cup and leaned back in her chair. She looked out of the window for a moment before sighing and shaking her head.

"I'm sorry Germany, I can't afford a war right now. This war is probably the best thing that could happen to me economically," she gave a sad smile and Germany nodded in understanding, which she was grateful for. She'd always admired Germany, his organization, his discipline. No matter what happened to him he would manage to restore himself into a great world power. "But, I am pro-Axis, and I can provide you with prime materials."

"Good. I'm glad I can count on you for zhat." He held out his hand and they shook on it. The door suddenly burst open and America gaped at the sight of his sister and his enemy shaking hands. Everyone froze and you could have cut the tension in the air. With a butter knife. A really dull one. America moved first, his hand twitching towards the gun on his belt.

"No America! I am neutral! I will not have you fighting in my office!" Mexico commanded, ripping her hand out of Germany's. America froze again and glared at Germany. Germany stood up quickly and gathered his briefcase. He gave a brief nod to Mexico before awkwardly walking past America and exiting the room. America had the tact to wait until he heard another door close before storming over to Mexico's desk and slamming his hands down on it.

"So it's true! You ARE selling materials and oil to-…to them!" he shouted.

Mexico smirked, "Well, maybe you shouldn't have boycotted my oil in 1938 America."

America snarled, "That's. Not. The. Point. The point is that any friend of the Axis is an enemy of mine!"

"I'm neutral, I can sell to whoever I want America." Mexico was starting to get annoyed. "If that's all you have to say, get out." America stood there for a few seconds before he turned on his heel and practically ran out of the room.

Mexico loved to sleep in, she was kind of lazy like that. So when the phone rang at 5 AM, she wasn't too happy about it. "This had better be important," she yawned. Pause… "SOMEONE'S SINKING MY SHIPS?! MY OIL SHIPS?! WHO?!"

"Well… it looked like Germany at first, but after a close examination, we found out it was America poorly disguised as him. Obviously he wants to force your hand and make you join the war."

Mexico gritted her teeth. That immature, conniving, son of a-! Well… she'd just have to find some way to take advantage of the situation…

America stood at the head of the table and looked around at his fellow Allies. "All right dudes, I think that concludes our-" A small knock on the door interrupted him. England raised a bushy eyebrow,

"I thought this meeting was supposed to be secret. Don't tell me you managed to mess that up as well."

America stuck out his tongue at him and walked over to the door. He hesitated before opening it, wondering who it could be. Turning the handle slowly, he opened it a crack and peeked out. "M-Mexico?!"

"Yes idiota! Let me in!" Mexico shoved past him and sat down at an empty- "Eek! Oh, sorry Canada," she pulled up another chair, made sure it was actually empty, and sat down.

"Um… what're you doin' here Mexico?" America asked half suspiciously.

Mexico snorted, "Well, I just came to say I'm joining the Allies. All of my oil and resources will be sold exclusively to you, blah, blah, blah." Excited murmurs ran up and down the table and America whooped. Mexico continued, "Of course, my airforce is sadly in need of… renovation shall we say? And I can think of a few other things I'll need help with. You'll take care of that, right America?" America's grin faded a bit.

"Wait…what?"

Mexico smirked, she was tired of being used by America. This time she was going to use him.

Bad ending is bad. Sorry 'bout that. I have to work on my endings.

Mexico was pro-Axis all through WWII but joined the Allies because they had the best chance of winning, she's kinda sneaky that way. By the end of the war she had modernized her military, was on good terms with the Allies and not-so-bad terms with the Axis... though she didn't technically sign a peace treaty with Italy... so technically she's still at war with them... XD

And no, she didn't forget about Canada, she was just in a hurry to sit down and Canada was the unlucky one. XD

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