AN: Sorry this took so long, I've got three other stories and recently got a new composition book so if you asked me 'Dex, you're starting another story? Are you crazy?' And the answer would be yes…
Disclaimer: My birthday wish did not come true…So I don't own them T_T
Chapter 5
It's raining what now?
The new Allies were busy making plans in their new HQ, not paying attention to the Axis. Actually, they were completely oblivious. The Axis were being sneaky about setting up a projector and making sure the tape couldn't be shut off. All of the sudden the Allies heard music.
"What the bloody hell is that?"
"I don't know, Mon cher."
"Why are you always such a damn wanker!"
"Zhut up, I am listening." The Allies walked into the living room and heard a very distinct American song.
"IT'S RAINING MEN, HALLELUJAH! IT'S RAINING MEN! AMEN! I'M GONNA GO OUT, I'M GONNA LET MYSELF GET ABSOLUTELY WET, 'CAUSE IT'S RAINING MEN!"
On the screen Russia and China, words were exchanged and then Russia jumped out of the plane. It showed him falling through the clouds.
"IT'S RAINING MEN, HALLELUJAH, IT'S RAINING MEN! EV'RY SPE-CI-MEN: TALL, BLONDE, DARK AND LEAN, ROUGH AND TOUGH AND STRONG AND MEAN…IT'S RAINING MEN, HALLELUJAH!"
The song abruptly ended with a loud ;CRUNCH; sound as Russia hit the snow. All of the Allies couldn't help but laugh. Loud and distinctive laughter came from behind the projector where the Axis were hiding. Russia turned his papable rage towards them and the Axis decided now was a good time to beat it.
"Hey, you guys wanna get the Hell out of here before Russia kills us?" America whispered after taking a look at Russia's face.
"Yeah!" They made a run for it as Russia took off.
"Bruder! Have dem put on my grafestone dat I REGRED NOZING!" Prussia threw the words over his shoulder as he rounded the corner.
It's Raining men…
Author's Note: 'Nuff said. Thanks to our Collab. Author for the idea! Thanks Irule!
Irule's Note: Yeah well…I saw the demotivational and had to get her to write it…