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Allies x Reader: Escape Part 2

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Published: Apr 19, 2014

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You felt your eye twitch in annoyance when the five countries were arguing now. They were all arguing about how they'll get you to sign the alliance treaty, even though you said no. You put on your tank top and jacket correctly without them noticing, and enjoyed the show of them fighting.

"Dude, if she's going anywhere it's going to be with me!"

"Think about it, you fat ass! She needs a gentlemen and I'll gladly take her to my homeland!"

"At least there, she could kick your ass, aru."

"Shut up, you communist!"

"Oui, let's not get on each other's heads..."

"He called me a fat ass! That's no way to talk to a hero!"

"You guys should all shut up, da."

"I hate all of you wankers!"

"Fine then, aru! I don't care!"

"Let me go get my stuff so I can leave this wrecked place! You guys are no superior than my beautiful face!"

"Whatever, dude! I'm still taking (c/n) with me!"

"Bloody-I though we all agreed she'll be going with me!"

"If it's where (c/n) is going, I think the best place is me, da."

"Russia, no. Please okay, aru?"

In this pointless argument, you sighed deep fully and shook your head. It then got a bit crazy, until you spoke up and went over to the bars. "Can all of you shut up?" You asked, your arms crossed and staring at them.

They all looked at you, hearing your feminine voice for the first time, and waiting for you to talk. "Thank you." You said, and cleared your throat, "Well then, since you guys can't decide about where I should be, I think I'll choose."

There was no emotion, until America was the first one to speak. "Of course the hero is always the choice!" England glared at the American, and shook his head.

"Over my dead body, I'm pretty sure she'll choose me." England said, his arms crossed and looking at the side, "I don't think that she'll choose a shady American." America glared at him, until the argument started again.

You felt your eyes twitch again in annoyance, and face-palmed. "Let me speak, you idiots!" They all stopped again, and once more looking at you.

"I'm going to choose, and you better like who I choose, got that?" You asked, your hands holding the bars. They all nodded, and waited for you to say who it was. "I'm going to choose..." You darted your eyes around them, to see if they got the key of the cell.

If they do, then you seduce-I mean, pretend to like them and get the hell out of there. You growled when you couldn't find they key around the five men, until America held it in his hands and swinging it in front of you. "Looking for this?" America asked,raising an eyebrow and giving you a smirk.

You glared at him as he swiped the key before you could get it. "Oh (c/n). (C/n), (c/n), (c/n)..."

"What is it?" You asked, annoyed how he is calling your name. America stopped in front of you, and placed the keys into his jacket.

"Trying to get the key from us? Good strategy, but I think we all know I'm the smart one to tell your ideas." America said, leaning in closer to your face, "Come on, (c/n). I thought you were better than that."

You growled, and tried to knee him, but he backed away quickly before you could actually hit the American. "Love, if it makes you any better, we can release you, but there will be a catch." England said, looking at you. You looked back at the British man, and raised an eyebrow.

"What catch?" You asked, until you heard a voice answering you.

"You'll be our ally, aru." China said, "With that, you can't leave the building and you can't break the treaty."

"Then we could all be friends." Russia said, "Come on, sunflower. It will be tons of fun to have you as a part of the Allies."

You groaned at this, and looked at them. If what their saying was true, then how are you getting out? "... I'll be out of the cell, correct?" You asked, waking for a response.

"Yeah, a nice room just for you." America answered.

"And I can't leave, right?"

"That is the deal, love."

"Will I still go to World Meetings?"

"Were trying to make you into our ally, not our love slave, (c/n)." France answered, but then noticed what he just said, "Unless you want to~" He went closer to you, but you just backed away.

"...." You just stared at them, and they stared back at you. "No. Ew, gross." You answered the Frenchman, and cleared your throat. "So let me get this straight, if I want to get out this cell, I have to be an ally just so I could get out and be your friend?" They all nodded, but then you sat down on the ground, and yawned.

"No thanks."

"No thanks?!" England exclaimed, grabbing the bars and leaning towards you, "This is a good deal, (c/n)! Why waste it?!"

"It won't be that fun if I want to escape." You answered, "You know, I could escape whenever I want." They all stared at you surprised, until America spoke up.

"You just lost your chance." He said, walked away from the prison cell. France nodded, and walked away from the scene.

China looked at you with a disappointed look, while Russia only had a small smile on his face. They walked away as well, only leaving you and England by your selves. "Love, please. Just say yes..." England said, pleading.

You looked at him, and shook your head. He sighed, and backed away from your cell. "I see, I can't change your mind then..." England said, and walked up the stairs and left you alone.

You smirked under your breath when you heard the familiar click! sound when the door closes. You have a devious plan, and you dare yourself to use tonight to escape the hell hole.

Late at Night

America was whistling a tune as he was walking down the hallway, until he heard a faint sob near the prison cells. He backed up, and opened the door into the cells. The sobbing became more clear as he then went into your cell, and found you into a corner, in a small ball form.

"(C/n)?" America asked, heading over to you. "What's wrong?" You looked up, and he then noticed petite tears coming down your face.

"A-America..." You said, your voice in a soft, whisper. "It gets hot in the n-night... And I was thinking of the deal and... And now I regret my choice." America's eyes softened, and lowered down to your eye level.

"See? You should've just said yes in the first place." America said, shaking his head. You looked at him, and then tears started flowing down again. He was then shaken back, and looked at your surprised. "Was it something I said?" He asked, until you spoke again.

"America... I..." You looked down at the floor, "I... Want to go to sleep... But not in here. It's too hot." America gulped when you turned your body and facing him, where you up bottomed your jacket and your bosom was showing more than usual. "Please?"

America gulped and felt his face turn all red and the heat was getting to him as well. "F-Fine." He said, and took out the keys from his jacket. You gasped in amusement, and got up from the dirty cell.

"Thank you so much!" You said, as you then saw him opening the prison cell. "It's really appreciated!" America nodded, and let you outside. You got out of the cell, and smiled.

"Okay, but everyone is getting ready to bed. So if you don't mind, I have some space for you in my bed..." America asked, leaning closer to you, and looking down at your chest. You looked at him, until you understood what he meant.

"I think I'll sleep somewhere they won't find me." You answered, backing away from the American, and then a smirk appeared on your face. "But you could gladly go to my bed." He then gave you a confused look, until he found himself round housed kicked into your cell.

He fell down, until you grabbed the keys, and locked the cell quickly. America got up, and looked at you surprised. "(C/n), dudette! This is not cool!" He exclaimed, looking at your surprised.

You smirked, and went to the stairs. "Hasta la vista, American!" You exclaimed, and shut the door. America looked at him, and started shaking the bars.

"I've been tricked!" America shouted, but he knew it was useless. Everyone was upstairs, and no one can hear from up there.

You skipped around the building, happy that you got out of there. But then stopped, when you found England yawning and still in his military uniform. "Where the blasts is America..." He muttered, walking around the hallways.

You stopped on your tracks, and waited for him to catch you. If he founds you, then your plan is really on track. England eventually found you, and saw you there sitting down in the hallway. "(C/n)?" England asked, looking at you, "Why are you out of your cell?"

You looked up, and sniffed. "England... I... You see, America opened the cell, and I told him no, but he said it was okay and..." You stopped there, until England raised his fist.

"That blasted American..." He said, thinking of the horrible memories about the two, "Don't worry, (c/n). That lousy American is not getting his ways." You nodded.

"Yeah but, I locked him up in my cell and now... I don't know what to do..." You whispered, looking at the floor dramatically. England gasped, and kneeled down towards you.

"Is there anything I could do?" England asked, waiting for your response.

You nodded, and looked at him with your (e/c) eyes with little tears on them, "Can I... Have a drink before you could get America? I would like to know you better." England gulped at this, and then nodded.

"Sure, love. Come, let's go to the kitchen." He said, and grabbed your hand. You got up, and both of you went to the kitchen. You gave out a devious smirk under your breath.

Your plan is working, and your near freedom. You could almost taste it.