"Britain." Britain's wife, France, showed her husband the most recent newspaper. The headline read: Legionary Romania joins the Axis.

Britain took the paper from France and read the article. "Will we do anything about this?" France asked.

Britain shook his head and set the paper down on the table. "No need to. Third Reich's country is bound by the treaty, and have you seem Romania?" He laughed slightly. "Like he'll be a threat."

"Mon amour, (My love,)" France looked at Britain anxiously. "Haven't you noticed something about Reich?"

"What do you mean?"

"He's been eyeing Austria and it seems he's building up his military. What if he's preparing something?"

Britain smiled softly at his wife. "I'm sure Reich is just trying to mess around and test some things. He's young, remember? He's most likely bored so he's playing with stuff."

When France still looked worried he said, "If he or Romania try anything we can talk to them and have a compromise, okay? That way everyone's happy and no conflicts."

France nodded. "Okay. We can't have a repeat of The Great War."

"Indeed."

Australia and New Zealand poked their heads into the room. "Whatcha talkin about?" Australia asked.

The parents smiled at the twins. "Nothing. Hey, how about you ask Canada if he can make lunch?" Britain asked.

"I'll do it!" New Zealand ran off, calling the Canadian's name. Australia followed his brother, laughing slightly.

~~

Greece knocked angrily on Legionary Romania's door. After a few seconds, Romania opened it. His eyes widened for a second before a smile rested onto his lips. "Hey, Greece!" He greeted.

"Cut it. I thought you said you wouldn't turn Fascist, let alone join the Axis?!" Greece yelled.

"Reich may turn out to be a good ally--"

"No! Fascism is an evil ideology and Reich is basically the master of it! You need to go back to Non-aligned and leave the faction!"

Romania frowned. "What gives you the right to decide what's wrong and what's right for my country?"

Greece groaned. "I'm worried about you! I don't want you to become corrupt and evil like that...that...Nazi!"

Romania felt his hands clench into fists. He scowled at the Greek country. "Don't you ever call my ally those names ever again."

"Romania, he's not your ally--"

"Yes, he is! If you just came here to judge my decisions, then you can leave and go back to your own country."

"Romania--"

"Go!"

Greece looked at Romania with sad eyes before turning around and hurrying away. Romania growled under his breath and saw Bucharest walk up to his door from the sidewalk. "Ce s-a întâmplat? (What happened?)" He asked, holding a stack of papers.

"Nimic. A încercat să mă facă să convertesc și să anulez alianța noastră cu Reich. (Nothing. He tried getting me to convert and cancel our alliance with Reich.)"

Bucharest frowned. "Și..? (And..?)"

"I-am spus să se prindă. (I told him to frick off.)"

The capital smiled. "Bun. (Good.)"

"Pentru ce ai venit aici, oricum? (What did you come here for, anyway?)" Romania asked.

Bucharest pulled out a sheet of paper from the stack and gave it to Romania. "Bulgaria a revendicat teritoriul nostru, spunând că este al ei. (Bulgaria claimed our territory, saying it's hers.)"

Romania took the paper and grumbled slightly. "Ce provincie? (What province?)"

"Dobrogea de Sud. (Southern Dobrudja.)"

"Construiește armata. Vom oferi Bulgariei o vizită surpriză. (Build up the army. We're gonna give Bulgaria a surprise visit.)"

"Dar despre Aliați? (But what about the Allies?)"

"Vor fi mai concentrați asupra propriilor lor lucruri și Reich. Abia mai acordă atenție acestei zone a Europei. (They'll be more focused on their own things and Reich. They barely ever pay attention to this area of Europe.)"

Bucharest nodded and walked away. Romania closed the door and sat on his couch, reading the document Bucharest had gave him. He was scowling by the time he finished it. "We gained Southern Dobrudja fair and square, yet she still claims it's hers." He got up and threw the document away. "We'll show her what happens when you claim Romanian territory."