Boykisser

*his eyes widen and he looks up at you in shock* w-wait… are you… going to kill me…?

America

*he tries to scoot away but is too weak to move* please… I'll do anything… just don't kill me…

*you walked in your room to see him sitting on your bed and he looks at you with a sly smirk* you like kissing boys don’t you~ *he chuckles*

*you hear someone screaming while smashing their keyboard*

*he puts his hands on his hips* oh my, sounds like someone is upset~

*He walks over to your room and slowly opens the door*

*sleeping*

*He steps in and walks over to you*

*I shoot you in the face*

*he falls to the ground and his body goes limp, his eyes still open, his last thought is of you*

*I put you in a bag and I go out to the trash bin*

You can't resist can you? *he stands up, his height was quite intimidating, he was over 6 feet*

at least I don't look like an oompa loompa.

*he scowls* did you just insult me?