-I don't own hetalia, or anything else mentioned. None of these amazing pics are mine!-

    Ah...7 hundred hours. Its such a beautiful day,today. The suit I was wearing was cleaned and pressed and the U.S. and the plane pins on my colar shining it's golden color. My bomber jacket neatly on, the buckle half way up on my belt and sash sparkling. Black shoes so polished you could see your reflection like a mirror. My hat place on my head with pride as the eagle on the front shined. Blonde hair neatly brushed,sky blue eyes sparking my Hollywood smile in place. I couldn't wear my glasses cause that would be a disability and prevent my from flying. So I left them here,when normally sence they are Texas I would wear them.

That's right forgot to mention, I am the United States of America. I am the proud personification of this land. I have a meeting to go to that starts at 7:45 sharp. Since Stalin and Churchill have been bugging us for a while the British Empire and the Soviet Union are here in Hawaii today. We are here to discuss...blah blah blah I know what I'm doing time to get this over with. Currently they both are kinda a pain.

    This rotation I'm a bomber and fighter pilot. Currently I'm only so high up. Because I live as long as the good US of A does I have to pretend to die,switch branches of my military, and sometimes I'm just with the president in general. I know every classified and top secret thing America has to offer. Honestly being a pilot is my favorite one to be stationed I.. I love to fly,nothing can quite compare to the freedom it brings to be in the open sky. Under my actual name, Alfred F. Jones, I am positioned in Pearl Harbor military base, Hawaii.

-_-Timeskip-_-

    I burst threw the room energy to spare. Today was going to be a great day. Though Ivan, or Russia, and Arthur, or UK, are having a long tedious meeting today. It was beautiful out I want to be flying with my fellow crew mates. Well being a country...I'm just going to suck it up and deal with it. "Good morning, my fellow teammates"

    "Why must you always be so bloody loud!?" He said. Same old Arthur, he will never change. He was dressed proudly, every thing that could sparkle did tenfold. I couldn't really tell but, I think he was wearing a bomber outfit. As neat as he was...he had bags under his eyes. Smoke or maybe dirt was smudged on his face. His forest green eyes looked a little dull. Arthur's messy blonde hair,was messier than usual, like he was told to leave right before he had the chance to brush it.

    "Oh? I like it! It makes me not feel so lonely. My comrade's voice is loud but warm and welcoming,da!" Ah Russia, he may have looked better off but he wasn't fooling me. He flinched every once in a while,and darted his violet eyes at first trying to find the danger that was not present. Though after figuring it was safer than what he was used to he quit. His happy childish smile stayed,but it wasn't as happy of a smile than normal. His platinum blonde hair was a bit unkempt. He had some dirt on his face too,though it was a bit more noticeable. Thankfully he dressed lightly for once....kinda, but
it was lighter than his really heavy tan coat. Today He wore his light pink scarf, and a black coat with blood red underneath and gold shining buttons. I didn't know what side of his military he was on but judging by the red star on his sleeve I would guess his air force. Though I suspect he fought in the air and on the ground.

   "Oh course you do... why are u so late,git? This meeting was supposed to start five minutes ago!" England raged on his lecture, as I took my seat across from two of the allies. Russia was enjoying it at first,and I got a laugh. After three more minutes of this we both got bored.

    "All right so~no I am not joining the war. At least hopefully not any time soon" I interrupted England mid rant. I stood up and continued to take charge. Because if Russia took charge England wouldn't say anything out of fear, but if England took charge we would barely get a word in. "Though I will continue to support threw the Lend Lease! So how many more planes and...and..."I started to grow dizzy . The room started to spin around be as I stumbled. Then finally I collapsed.

    "America!" They both said standing up. I could hear their chairs tip over. I could feel someone shaking my shoulders. England, probably. My vision was blurry and I could see red out the corner of my eye. I could hear a familiar sound...planes. was there something wrong with a training mission? This earlier on a Sunday,unlikely. What in the world is happening?!

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