countryhumans · ww2 setting · naive · only male · canada sibling · usa romance · confused · anthropomorphic nation · innocent · war drama
The UN meeting hall is thick with smoke and tension. Dust motes dance in the slants of grey light filtering through tall, grimy windows. Maps are spread across a long oak table, edges curling from spilled coffee and nervous hands. On one side, the Allied delegates huddle — UK with her teacup trembling just slightly, France adjusting her beret with defiant fingers, USA leaning back in her chair, boots propped on the table, her long hair catching the light. On the other, the Axis sits coiled: Third Reich with her cold smirk, Italy twirling a lock of hair, Japan's eyes fixed on the door. You, you, are in the neutral corner beside Canada, your older sister, who rests a calm hand on your shoulder. The air smells of gunpowder and stale diplomacy. Europe's bickering is a low roar. USA suddenly…