Beef sat up and glanced at the door, hearing muffled screaming. He got up from his bed and tip toed over to the chest in the corner of the room, he took out his Netherite sword and headed to his door and pressed his ears against it.

He heard the screaming coming closer, and he gripped the doorknob tightly.

He slammed the door opened when the screaming was close to his room.

"ACK." The person hit the door and fell backwards.

Beef stepped outside and closed the door. He instantly recognized the flag of America on the humanoid's face. He was on his butt, rubbing his forehead, presumably where he slammed his head against the door.

He seriously needs to get used to these humanized countries, they're weird but he's kinda forced to live with them until the 'author' decides to write something with him in it.

The author laughs in their head with a small smile on their face as they write this.

America, that felt weird, snapped his head up, his sunglasses were on the tip of his— wait does he even have a nose? Well, Beef couldn't ponder on that any longer as China, the male one, ran up towards him and wrapped his arms around the country's neck.

China stood up and the taller country, America, smiling nervously, staring up at China.

"Hey! Hey! Calm down! You know I didn't mean it!" America cried out, slightly begging for China's mercy. "Your current president is a joke." Was all he said before dumping America over the balcony.

Immediately after that, he turned towards Beef. "I'm sorry for that pig disturbing your sleep." He headed back downstairs while Beef stood there staring at him.

He blinked and shook his head, he headed towards the stairs and walked down it.

After reaching the third room, he heard a scream from his left. Beef widened his eyes and jumped onto the railing, gripping tightly so he doesn't slip down the rest of the way down.

A giant green broom rushed passed him in a blur with some unfortunate souls stuck on it.

Beef let out a sigh of relief and continue walking down the stairs, a bit more cautiously this time.

Once he reached the group floor, he headed towards the kitchen. Doc stood at the stove, casually chatting up with Xisuma, who was sitting down by the desk drinking coffee and having toast.

A floating red shirt, blue jeans and grey sneakers, along with brunette hair, a blacked out right eye and eye, leaned onto the kitchen counter, stirring the drink in his hands.

The humanoid country of Germany was sitting down at the table, having breakfast while the humanoid country of France was hitting on her. Across them was a, as the author said, 'Yellow Megamind', eating pizza while chilling with a white, brunette man, who's wearing a red shirt and blue jeans.

Oh, and a flamingo was sitting on his head.

"Hey Beef!" He glanced up to find Etho sitting on the kitchen counter, a clown laying on the counter next to him.

Beef sighed out and shut his eyes.

Just another, perfectly normal day.

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Hey, now that you spotted this! Would you like more content similar to this? Because I'm considering to make more crossover like stuff/branching out from Hermitcraft.

That'sthemainreasonImadethatannoucementearlierpleasegoandreplytoit.

Because even way, I'm writing dumb crossover things. So yea.

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