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France heard the sounds of her husband and son "making love" again, deep into the night. She had enough. She decided that later that night, she would kill them. Problem solved.
She could have America to herself to turn French. In one way or another...
France heard Britain's final moan and was finally able to sleep.
The next morning, France woke up early. She took a long knife and crept to Canada's room. She peeked in and saw no one there. She growled slightly and searched the house, becoming more and more furious.
Until she went to the basement.
It smelt of rotting corpses and dead animals.
France peeked in and saw Britain and Canada making out heatedly in the middle of a room of dead Blanks and seal carcasses. Blood covered Canada, but only a little on Britain.
Canada pulled away from Britain and panted, holding him close. Britain smiled and rested his head on his son's chest, closing his eyes.
France noped right out of there.
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