False Laugh (Countryhumans -Englisch Version- Google Translated)

23. A Stupid Idea

America POV:

I'm on my way to my father's house. I know I'm not supposed to be there, but I think everyone will forgive me. I stand in front of the door and ring the bell. The door doesn't take long to open.

America: "Hi, Dad."

UK: "Hi, America." He smiled, but also looked tired. I walked in and closed the door. My dad went back into the living room.

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Good news...he's drinking tea again. But that's the only good thing. I would love to tell him about my plan, but then it would only make him worse. But if everything goes well, Germ...no, Germany gets his punishment and my father gets France back. I smile at the thought.

UK: "Did anything great happen today? You're really beaming." I shake my head and say, "Not really. But I have a meeting today that if all goes well will make me happy." My father looked at me as if I had made the sentence more complicated than it should have been. I just smile and say, "Forget it......can I have some tea?"

His face lit up at the phrase, "I thought you hated tea?"

USA: "Yeah, I'll make an exception today." He grinned from ear to ear and sprinted into the kitchen. I want to make sure that if my plan goes awry, that I drank his shitty tea at least once.

After the day drew to a close, I said goodbye. I waited until I was in the car, then stopped my smile and felt my anger rising. I press the gas pedal and race towards the Autobahn.

I arrived after a 20-minute drive.

I stand in front of the house of Germany. I have a pistol with me. I'll get my mother out of this if it's by force.

Prussia POV:

I'm sitting on the couch, and I'm sitting on my phone and I'm just checking how to get ketchup stains out of fabric. I'm trying to find something when I suddenly hear something. I hear someone is at the door. I get up but notice after a short time that this is not a key that I hear, but someone is trying to break in. I always sit in the dark, so it's pitch dark apart from my phone. I turn off my cell phone and plug it in.

I'm home alone today, Germany is near the Philippines, probably something like an overnight stay. My son and his two dogs are with Russia. I still don't trust him. And because the USSR should not be taken lightly. I hide behind a corner of the wall and wrap my wings as close to me as I can. Shortly afterwards I hear the door open for you, it was cracked. I look at the table, where my food and the ketchup bottle are still standing. I hope he doesn't see it, but it's so dark he shouldn't.

I hear how the burglar is slowly moving away and has now turned on a flashlight. He looks around, he's already past me, but I don't see who it is. But I shouldn't care. I quickly come up with a plan, and I have the advantage that he doesn't seem to know that I'm there yet.

I went behind him and reflexively stretched out my wings and tried to grab him around the neck from behind, but he notices me just before and turns around, he shines the flashlight directly in my face, which makes me take a step back, that uses America and hits, but I catch his punch and take my other hand and hit him in the stomach with it. He sinks down a little, so I hit him with my knee again. But America quickly catches up and turns around, I think he wants to flee, but he pulled out and did a spin kick and hit my face. I follow to the ground where America tries to kick me, but using my wings, I push myself off the ground and stand again. He lashed out, and I dodged, then I kicked the flashlight out of his hand, causing him to lose his ability to see, and he says, "Now we both can't see." I heard a bit of sarcasm in his voice, but I replied, "Not true." Then I got real close to America and hit him in the face with full force which made him fly backwards, I walked up to him and sat on him and punched him in the face a few more times than I grabbed his arm and dislocated his and say, "I can see him in the dark." and then I hear the crack. America starts screaming and I cover his mouth. But he bites me and I back away. He gets up but very slowly, which I took advantage of. I just kick him in the balls. Without a sound, he falls to the ground and rolls over, he howls, you could hear it, but he tried to pull himself together. How sweet. I then positioned myself well and gave him a good hit on the head, knocking him out.