"Hey, Japan." His boss said, trying to get his attention. "I got a call from America's boss asking for a couple thousand more copies of something called, Enter China. Do you know what he's talking about?"

"Oh yes, my latest video game."

"Oh of course. "

"Let America know that I will send some over right away. This game has grown very popular in America; this is the second shipment I will have sent. It was only released two weeks ago outside of the country."

"Well that's a good thing. Would you mind if I play it?"

"Sure." Japan said as he got the game out for his boss.

His boss started to play; the object of the game is to use the powers of Google China to overtake the government's robot invasion that has taken over the country.

"Well, this is certainly interesting."

"Actually, it was America's idea."

"Really?"

"Yes. The other day I was talking to him and he said something about 'evil commies invading his internet'. So I made it into a video game."

"I guess that would explain the Democracy Bots."

"Yes."

"This is a very cool game, Japan."

"My humble ways tell me that I cannot take all of the credit. The game was made up by Americans, made possible by the Japanese, and made in Taiwan."

"But, how did China respond to the game?"

Japan then handed his boss another disc.

"What's this?" his boss asked.

"The version sold in China."

Japan's boss put the disc in the consol, and the game loaded. "Shinaty-chan Dance Party!" the television scream as a bunch of Hello Kitty looking cats jumped around on the screen.

Meanwhile

"Hey Japan! Why don't you come over to my place so we can totally brawl it out video game style."

That is what Japan heard as he picked up his telephone. As he hung up the phone, he sighed, but America's offer to hang out did sound entertaining. At least he wasn't asking him out to go eat. He wasn't sure if his stomach could handle American food.

Japan then packed his bags and left. He knocked on America's door when a strange little gray creature with huge red eyes opened the door for him and motioned for him to enter the house. Japan was quite curious about the creature but decided not to ask questions. It probably came from Australia.

"Hey Japan, glad you could make it." America said between bites. He was eating a hamburger while playing Call of Duty.

"Yes, hello America. I appreciate your invitation here. What are you playing?"

"Oh this? It's a first person shooter game."

"That sounds interesting. Your people seem to enjoy that type of video game."

"Yeah, it's grown very popular here recently."

Japan was watching America play the game, when he was intrigued by what he saw. "Is that the Soviet flag?" He questioned, now very curious. "How do you play this game?"

"Haha yeah, somehow they signed me up to fight for the motherland. Don't know how that happened, but we all know that I could kick his butt if it ever came to that, so I don't mind helping now." America said with a proud smile, as Japan stood there, slightly confused. "Here, now I'm the American army. The object of the game is to blow up these Japanese soldiers."

Japan watched in horror. "Oh my."

Sometime later

"Hey Japan, I would like for you to make a video game for me, da?" asked Russia over the phone.

"I'm sorry, I think I've had enough of video games for the day. Can we do it tomorrow?" He asked. "What kind of game do you want me to make anyway?"

"I would like to make a video game where you win by blowing up Americans. It should be an easy game since Americans are quite frankly very dumb. Maybe in later levels, we can move onto someone harder, like the very smart Japanese people who agreed to make this game for me."

Japan tried not to act phased from the threat. "I'm sorry Russia, can we do this tomorrow? Actually, can you give me about a week to start production? I am really tired right now and just need a rest. Plus, can't you blow up Americans on your own, anyway?"

The Cold War passes

"Japan aru!"

"Yes China?" Japan answered into the phone, for the umpteenth time today.

"I was going to congratulate you on how wonderfully Shinaty-chan Dance Party is selling here, but then I saw Taiwan playing the video game you sold to America. How could you be so mean?"

"Uhh, those are Koreans." Japan made up on the spot.

"What?"

"It takes place in North Korea."

"But then why is it Google China?"

"Umm, because you're the hero."

"Really?"

"Yes, that's why it is selling so well in America, because they look up to you."

"Really!"

"Yes, those are defiantly Koreans."