Family Ties [Part 13]
Title: Family Ties
Characters (in this chapter): America, Australia, Russia, Wales, Scotland, South Korea, Italy Bros, China.
Rating: 12
Warnings: Hm. Female President of the United States?
Summary: Uh, I need to be banned from the kink meme or monsters like this happen? Essentially, Scotland leaves the UK, which gives Northern Ireland an excuse to up and out as well, which leaves England and Wales all alone. Oh yeah, and this somehow leads to World War Three.
“So that’s the story, boss.” America summarised, smiling quite happily. The President of the United States massaged her temples, praying to any god willing to help her for patience.
“Alfred, you do realise you’ve just helped to escalate a small argument into World War Three, right?”
“That I have, ma’am.” The blonde confirmed. “But y’see, it stopped being a small argument when my Arthur got thirty four pieces of glass from the window of his own house stuck in his back.”
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“You dislocated Scotland’s jaw?” the Prime Minister gaped at Wales. The Nation gave him a level look.
“I did.” He examined his knuckles, mildly grazed. “Would have done worse, but Australia and Canada stopped me.”
“Australia and who?”
“Never mind.”
The PM took a long drink of his coffee. One of the many reasons why Arthur didn’t like the bloke. “We can’t just go to war like this, we’d need to build up arms…”
“Then we’d better get a move on.” Wales deadpanned. “I’m sure America has surplus to spare.” Man and Nation stared at each other, before the Minister sighed, defeated.
“Just, let’s not involve any other countries in this, alright?”
“Little late for that sir.”
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“No.”
“But booooooss!”
“No! You cannot go to war and that’s final.”
“But- but Russia is giving bombs to terrorists and it’s hurting Arthur and he’s gotta be stopped and Alfred said I could join in any time I want and Katherine’stotally gonna get to go-”
“I said no Brooke!”
Australia folded his arms and frowned with his impressive eyebrows. It was not a pout. Not at all. It was a manly glare.
“Stop that.”
“If you don’t let me go, I’m putting earth worms in your shoes again. My ones. The blue ones. And you’ll never find your bike.”
“But… I know where my bike is.”
“Not anymore ya don’t.”
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“… Ivan.”
“Hmm?”
“The people are not going to like this.”
Russia smiled, leaned forward to place his gloved hands on the desk. “When have I ever expected them to like me, Mr Boss?”
The Russian leader frowned. "I will not allow this."
Ivan's smile widened.
"Funny thing with democracy; Bosses can be very easily... replaced."
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Well this was awkward.
“James,” groaned the Scottish PM, face in his hands. “We’ve been independent for six months and we’re at war already?”
“… aye.”
“God, we don’t have the arms for this yet-”
“Don’ worry, Russia has that sorted for us.” He got another horrified look for that.
“But, from all your accounts, Russia is utterly insane!”
“It seemed like a good idea at the time, sir.”
“…You were drunk again, weren’t you.”
“Seemed like a good idea at the time.”
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China played with an old gold coin, letting the silence in the office stretch on. His boss looked over the papers, just as easily playing this waiting game.
“… you will stay neutral.” He said finally. China’s hands stilled, 4000 years of history watching this man. “ But financially support Russia. It will profit you greater.”
“Yes sir.”
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“Yong Soo, your sister being on the other side is not an excuse to jump into this mess.”
“But you know she’ll use it to get at me, boss!” South Korea whined, bunching his hands in his overlong sleeves.
‘We stay neutral until that happens.”
“… can I at least do the financial support thing like China-hyung is?”
A long moment passed.
“For who?”
“America of course.”
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“I can’t have been the only one who saw this coming.”
“I’m afraid, mon Président, you may have been.”
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“Are you two going to join in?”
“Is Spain fighting?” at the same time as “Is Germany fighting?”
“No and, well, East wanted to, but West said no.”
“Ve~ that’s good, if Luwig started fighting I’d have to help.”
“Che, Spain can’t take care of himself anyway.”
-----
The British Prime Minister was about ten seconds away from throwing himself out of Number 10’s highest window.
“We’ve just ended the world.” He moaned. Wales rolled his eyes. Then his phone rang. Irritated, the flipped it open without checking the caller ID.
“What.”
“I want in.”
Notes:
- Bonus points for anyone who noticed that I went back on my word and made this mildly shippy.
- North Korea is a girl in my head. Because I want her to fit the trope "Girl with a Psycho Weapon". :| That is the only reason.
Part 14
Characters (in this chapter): America, Australia, Russia, Wales, Scotland, South Korea, Italy Bros, China.
Rating: 12
Warnings: Hm. Female President of the United States?
Summary: Uh, I need to be banned from the kink meme or monsters like this happen? Essentially, Scotland leaves the UK, which gives Northern Ireland an excuse to up and out as well, which leaves England and Wales all alone. Oh yeah, and this somehow leads to World War Three.
“So that’s the story, boss.” America summarised, smiling quite happily. The President of the United States massaged her temples, praying to any god willing to help her for patience.
“Alfred, you do realise you’ve just helped to escalate a small argument into World War Three, right?”
“That I have, ma’am.” The blonde confirmed. “But y’see, it stopped being a small argument when my Arthur got thirty four pieces of glass from the window of his own house stuck in his back.”
-----
“You dislocated Scotland’s jaw?” the Prime Minister gaped at Wales. The Nation gave him a level look.
“I did.” He examined his knuckles, mildly grazed. “Would have done worse, but Australia and Canada stopped me.”
“Australia and who?”
“Never mind.”
The PM took a long drink of his coffee. One of the many reasons why Arthur didn’t like the bloke. “We can’t just go to war like this, we’d need to build up arms…”
“Then we’d better get a move on.” Wales deadpanned. “I’m sure America has surplus to spare.” Man and Nation stared at each other, before the Minister sighed, defeated.
“Just, let’s not involve any other countries in this, alright?”
“Little late for that sir.”
-----
“No.”
“But booooooss!”
“No! You cannot go to war and that’s final.”
“But- but Russia is giving bombs to terrorists and it’s hurting Arthur and he’s gotta be stopped and Alfred said I could join in any time I want and Katherine’stotally gonna get to go-”
“I said no Brooke!”
Australia folded his arms and frowned with his impressive eyebrows. It was not a pout. Not at all. It was a manly glare.
“Stop that.”
“If you don’t let me go, I’m putting earth worms in your shoes again. My ones. The blue ones. And you’ll never find your bike.”
“But… I know where my bike is.”
“Not anymore ya don’t.”
-----
“… Ivan.”
“Hmm?”
“The people are not going to like this.”
Russia smiled, leaned forward to place his gloved hands on the desk. “When have I ever expected them to like me, Mr Boss?”
The Russian leader frowned. "I will not allow this."
Ivan's smile widened.
"Funny thing with democracy; Bosses can be very easily... replaced."
-----
Well this was awkward.
“James,” groaned the Scottish PM, face in his hands. “We’ve been independent for six months and we’re at war already?”
“… aye.”
“God, we don’t have the arms for this yet-”
“Don’ worry, Russia has that sorted for us.” He got another horrified look for that.
“But, from all your accounts, Russia is utterly insane!”
“It seemed like a good idea at the time, sir.”
“…You were drunk again, weren’t you.”
“Seemed like a good idea at the time.”
-----
China played with an old gold coin, letting the silence in the office stretch on. His boss looked over the papers, just as easily playing this waiting game.
“… you will stay neutral.” He said finally. China’s hands stilled, 4000 years of history watching this man. “ But financially support Russia. It will profit you greater.”
“Yes sir.”
-----
“Yong Soo, your sister being on the other side is not an excuse to jump into this mess.”
“But you know she’ll use it to get at me, boss!” South Korea whined, bunching his hands in his overlong sleeves.
‘We stay neutral until that happens.”
“… can I at least do the financial support thing like China-hyung is?”
A long moment passed.
“For who?”
“America of course.”
-----
“I can’t have been the only one who saw this coming.”
“I’m afraid, mon Président, you may have been.”
-----
“Are you two going to join in?”
“Is Spain fighting?” at the same time as “Is Germany fighting?”
“No and, well, East wanted to, but West said no.”
“Ve~ that’s good, if Luwig started fighting I’d have to help.”
“Che, Spain can’t take care of himself anyway.”
-----
The British Prime Minister was about ten seconds away from throwing himself out of Number 10’s highest window.
“We’ve just ended the world.” He moaned. Wales rolled his eyes. Then his phone rang. Irritated, the flipped it open without checking the caller ID.
“What.”
“I want in.”
Notes:
- Bonus points for anyone who noticed that I went back on my word and made this mildly shippy.
- North Korea is a girl in my head. Because I want her to fit the trope "Girl with a Psycho Weapon". :| That is the only reason.
Part 14