America and Japan were watching anime and drinking milkshakes. From McDonalds, obviously. Where else can you find such fine cuisine?
"Hey, dude, what's Boku no Pico?"
Japan did a spit take. "Uhhmm... why are you asking?"
"Oh, because someone told me to watch it," replied America.
"And who is this person who told you to watch it...?" Japan raised an eyebrow, already knowing who.
"Mattie told me!"
"Of course, and would you like to watch it?" Japan asked.
"Yeah, sure!"
Japan gave America his laptop and walked out of the door. "I'll be back... later..."
America gave Japan a thumbs up and put on Boku no Pico.
~Later~
America wanted to rip his eyeballs out and cleanse them as much as he could. "ARGH THAT WAS SO... BLARGH" America shouted.
Japan came back into the room. He was...smiling. "WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME! THAT HURT MY BRAIN! I WANT TO FLUSH MY EYEBALLS!"
"Payback," Japan said nonchalantly.
"WHAT THE FUCK DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS?!"
"You ate all the pocky so naturally I had to get you back." Japan put on his sunglasses and walked away like a fucking boss.
"FUCK YOU, JAPAN"
Japan kept walking. Like a fucking boss.
(⌐■_■)
The end.
A/N: I'm sorry
I like boss!Japan wayy too much