Author's Note-Hey everyone, it appears like there is one particular character that you all find particularly entertain…Americat. Well I can promise you that one way or an other the cat will be returning in at least one future chapter. Thanks for the awesome feedback from tessa . flynn . o13, Laveycee, Daffodil Moon, and IndianaFerbDragon. Your reviews made me smile.

Disclaimer- I do not own Hetalia…or Apple…or whatever company owns Plague Inc…

Plague Inc

You can hear strange things when you were walking down the streets of Washington D.C. The city was filled with nut cases, brilliant scientists, politicians, and diplomats. It wasn't uncommon to see lobbyist in the restaurants trying to hash out game plans or tourist wandering through the national monuments. This diversity of people was one of the reasons that America liked to walk around his capital whenever he got a chance.

Today he was strolling down H Street when he heard a familiar voice slipping through the door of a nearby coffee shop. It was a pleasant sensation so the nation slowed, to listen in to the conversation. He was shocked by what he heard.

"Now if I add cardiac failure this virus will probably be potent enough to knock off humanity…"

This couldn't be happening, thought to himself as he pushed the shops doors open. Unfortunately it was really happening. The voice belonged to one of his states. As the parent nation, it was now America's responsibility to knock some sense into the state before his actions caused the end of the world.

"Adam, what in the world are you doing?"

"Um…" The Massachusetts looked up at him in surprise, after a few heart beats he lifted the paper cup he had in his hand. "Drinking coffee?"

"And what were you just muttering about?" America pressed

"What was I muttering about?" The state genuinely seemed puzzled an America was starting to get worried, but then Massachusetts' brain kicked in to gear. "Oh! I can see how that could have caught your attention. I was playing this great game on my iPad that one of my coworkers at the CDC suggested."

"A game that involves wiping out all of humanity?"

"Exactly." The New Englander relaxed back into his seat. "Basically you start with a very mild strain of bacteria, virus, fungi, etc, and have to evolve to both spread across the world and to also eventually kill of everyone on the planet. While it is kind of a morbid concept it is a really addictive puzzle game, which also gets you thinking about how you might prevent this type of pandemic from actually wiping out the states."

"Interesting…this game actually sounds kind of fun." America plopped down in the seat next to Massachusetts. "Teach me how to play."

America was early. He was rarely early to World Meetings, as he tended to prefer to swoop in at the last moment to ensure that he made a particularly dramatic entrance. He was the Hero after all. Still sometime heroes arrived early to meeting sometimes. Especially when they were carpooling with states so they could stick within the budget the nation had been assigned. Ever since Texas bumped up the speed limit on one of his roads to 85 MPH the state had become a bit of a speed demon, which meant everyone who drove with him was either really early to everything or really late because the cops pulled him over again.

The nation scanned the room again looking for things to do. The tables had been rearranged twice, the chairs had been straightened, the projector was already hooked up to the computer, and the sound system had been checked. America had checked his voicemail, fed his various virtual creatures on his iPad, ignored his emails, and still had another half-hour before the first countries would probably show up.

America was convinced that he was about to die of boredom, when he remember his newest App purchase. Pulling out the tablet, he clicked on the Plague Inc icon and immersed himself in the goal to destroy all of humanity. He was so enthralled with the game that he didn't even notice the first wave of nations entering the room.

"Now if I am going to have to increase my water capability if I am going to successfully invade Greenland and I should probably knock off Canada and Japan soon before they figure out a way to block me…" America muttered to himself as he grinned darkly. It was kind of fun to play the villain in a game for a change.

"America?" Italy broke the nation's train of thought, causing him to look up from his game.

"Oh, hi Dudes." The Superpower clicked his tablet off and turned his full attention to the other nations in the room. "Is it time for the World Meeting?"

"Almost, we were about to get the room set up." Finland said gently.

"America-san are you feeling alright?" Japan asked quietly.

"Yeah, never better." America shrugged and stretched, then noticed that everyone else was staring at him. "Why is everyone staring at me? Did I spill Micky D's on my shirt or something?"

All of the countries shook their heads vigorously and quickly took their seats. Though out the meeting pretty much everyone quietly whispered to each other while shooting concerned glances towards the young North America. Concerned looks that America failed to even notice, because a large percent of his mental processes were focused on the steps he would have to take next to destroy the world. By the end of the meeting his fellow nations had decided that they might need to be worried about the possibility of WWIII as a result of America's mental state. Except for Russia, or course, who found this new side of America rather attractive.

End Note- Russia to possible world destruction = moth to flame…