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I don't know why I like YouTubers crossed over with Hetalia- but I just do.

If there was one thing any nation new of America- he planned some of the best parties. Even if the blond haired nation didn't like you, or perhaps had tense relationships with you, he still invited them to the party, and acts as though they are not nations, not in conflict, but just friends.
Perhaps that was one of the best quality that people like about America.

People could always tell when America was going to throw a party. He would be checking his flip phone constantly,and speak considerably less.

And that was a quality he had acquired today, at a world meeting.

Nearly all the world's nations were in the large bored room, some shouting, others silent, and a few fighting. Fists and various objects flew around the room, as a loud German tried to shut everyone up. Some noticed how America was oddly quiet, including a certain Brit.

England wasn't fighting with France for once, mostly because France had decided to talk with ...What's his face. So he sat in his chair, drinking his tea, when he noticed how quiet the American had been. America's face was scrunched up in confusion as he read something on his phone, mouthing the words quietly.
He then raised an eyebrow, before squinting his eyes, and England was sure he heard him mutter, "We are fucking not doing that. Five nights already scarred enough people in my place- I don't need more! And then we will do that in public?! No way..."
America then began to tap furiously on his phone, eyes flickering as he typed each word.

Now, the large eyebrow Brit usually didn't pry into America's business, but right now, his curiosity was getting the better of him.
"America? What are you doing?" England asked, trying to sneak a glance at America's phone. America nearly seemed to jump from his chair from the sound of the Englishman's voice. Once realizing it was his former brother, he visibly relaxed.

"Iggy, dude, you scared me!" America chucked lightly, and moved the phone out of England's view.

"My name is 'Author', you bloody git! And who were you texting?" England scowled, but America just chuckled once more.

"Noone important- why?" America took off his glasses, and began to wipe them clean on his shirt, England just raised an eyebrow.

"Just...curious, that's all." That was a lie, he was intrigued. America always seemed to be texting on Saturdays, but noone knew who with. Once the weekend pasts, he usually seems tired, and falls half-asleep through anything.
If its meetings, or even social outgoings, he always fell asleep.

"Ah, well, careful dude! 'Curiosity killed the cat'! Remember that saying?" America laughed loudly, and gave one of his famous Hollywood grins.

England just huffed, America smiled again.

Soon America's phone vibrated, and he quickly took it out, and glanced at it breifly, before letting out a rather large sigh. England raised an eyebrow, trying to look at his phone once more- with no luck. America caught him in the act, and gave a nervous smile.

"Sorry, have to take this. I'll be back." And like that- America walked out of the conference room silently, and noone noticed his disappearance.

England frowned. Who exactly is calling him? Certainly not his boss- they know not to call in the middle of a meeting.

-With AMERICA~~~

America stepped out into the conference hall, closing the door tightly behind him. He let out a small sigh of relief, as he flipped his phone open. Taking a deep breath, he accepted the call.

"Hello?" America's voice was now deeper, and slightly more mature.

"Cry! How's it been my desu brother?" It was Russ. America couldn't help a sly smile.

"Nothing, Russ-kun~ I ran around town with toast in my mouth, if you want to know that~!" America said in a mock girl voice.

"Why am I friends with you guys?" Scott's voice rang out. Although his words were meant to be taken as an insult, a small chuckle escaped his lips.

"Aww~ Scott-senpai is being tsunder! He needs to eat rice-balls, and play around more~!" America pouted, and his voice was set like that of a child's.

"Gay! So gay, its a super hero gay!" Another voice came on the phone. It was more high-pitched, and girly.

"Minx, your gay, you have no room to talk. Is everybody in the room with you guys, though?" Loud shouts of hello's came through the phone, and only a loud grunt. Sounds like nearly everyone is there...
"So, we are all meeting at my place, right? Celebrate the engagement of two lovely ladies~!" Laughter, and congratulations were heard all around.

"But we don't have everyone,though- at least, not yet. We are just waiting on Pewdie and Marzia- apparently they both went to Sweden to visit Pewd's family." Came Cheyenne's voice.

"Well, good for them! If anything, though, the should arrive later. But a majority of you are in the limo, right?"

"Yeah,about that- how the fuck did you afford a limo?" Came Krism's voice. She sounded both confused, and impressed.

"Hey, don' worry about it! It's all good~! I didn't rob a bank, if that's what you think, though."

"Yes you did, don't lie." Snake's deep voice rang out, others chuckled. America pouted.

"I fucking swear to god, Snake! I didn't! Jeez... You're so mean!" America heard a loud German voice drift through the sound-proof meeting doors. He knew immediately it was time to hang up, or else he had to face the wrath of a German with a migraine.
"Guys, I'll meet you up at my house- I have to go, or else I'm going to be chewed out by a German."

Everyone quickly said their farewells, before America hung up the phone. He opened the meeting doors slowly, and slinked in, thankfully not getting caught by the angry German.

Really short, this was just something I wanted to do for fun.

I'll try to make the chapters at least 2,000 words, instead of half-assing it like I usually do.