"Thank you for meeting us here today." America stated in a very mock-professional tone. Seated around the room were a handful of other countries: Poland, Mexico, England, and Croatia. Standing awkwardly next to Alfred was a slightly nervous-looking Shelby.

"Please enlighten us as to why we are here." England stated, raising a thick brow.

Alfred glanced to Shelby. "I believe that's your cue."

Shelby nodded. "I just... I wanted to apologize for making you lose your games in the World Cup."

Everyone blinked. "What the hell is she talking about?" Croatia grumbled.

"Shelby's a jinx." Alfred explained. "Almost every time she cheers for a team, they lose."

"I was cheering for Poland during the group stage. But they came in last place." Poland's eyes narrowed. "Then for the Round of 16, I cheered for Mexico, and they got eliminated." Mexico looked to his feet. "In the quarter-finals, I cheered for England, and he actually won- but I kept cheering for him and jinxed him in the semi-finals." England crossed his arms bitterly. "And then I cheered for Croatia in the finals... But they lost to France."

Croatia sighed sadly. "It is true that we lost. But that was of our own doing. You are no jinx."

"She forgot to mention that every single team she cheered for in the Euro2016 tournament, from the quarter-finals to the finals, lost their match against the other team." America chimed.

"Well, I'm sold." Mexico stated. "She's a witch. A fútbol witch that likes to ruin tournaments for other people."

Shelby frowned. "I'm really sorry guys."

"Just do us all a favor and, like, stop cheering for our soccer teams, yeah?" Poland smirked.

Shelby smiled slightly. "Deal."

With that, the other countries got up and left, leaving Alfred and Shelby alone.

Alfred glanced her way. "You know, you still haven't apologized for jinxing our team to not even making it into the World Cup."

Shelby snorted. "Jinx or no jinx, they wouldn't have made it. They suck."