The problem with China, America had decided, was that the older nation needed to get laid. Hard. The poor guy probably hadn't been laid for years, ever since that disaster with Russia, and Russia probably hadn't been a good lay either. After all, he was Russia. And, in lieu of a good lay (which could be hard to find if you weren't America), perhaps all China needed was a good dose of porn!
He watched the Asian eagerly, waiting for that magic moment when he comes around to the Hero's point of view and admits that he was wrong. With sparkles in his tears of gratitude for America showing him the right way. Yea, sparkles. That would be awesome.
"See? There is something good on the internet, isn't there?"
"America, you know that's impossible, right?" asked China, looking rather exasperated.
Since this wasn't the answer America was expecting, he didn't quite understand it. "Impossible?"
"The... the video. Things don't work that way," said China, a slight hint of a blush on his face. "So stuff like this isn't worth watching, because they lack even basic educational merit."
"What are you talking about?" demanded America, doublechecking that China was looking at the same thing he was. "The proof is right in front of you! They filmed it!"
China looked as though he wanted to smack some sense into the younger nation, not that America noticed. "You, of all people, should know about special effect, no?" he asked, voice rather terse. "I don't think this... garbage is going to convince me t..."
"I'll PROVE that it's not impossible! Do you have a bed somewhere?"