Secrecy and Deception (Countryhumans Cold War)

The Beginning And The End

Event: Yalta Conference

Codename: Argonaut

Location: Livadia, Yusupov, and Vorontsov Palaces; Yalta; Crimean Autonomous Soviet Socialist Republic; Russian Soviet Federative Socialist Republic; Union of Soviet Socialist Republics

Date: February 4-11, 1945

The War in Europe was nearing its end, which meant that conferences were being held to discuss what would happen afterward. Even though America would rather be fighting on the front lines than attending these conferences, he was forced to come anyway, no matter how disagreeable everyone was.

The Yalta Conference, which America was attending now, was the second major conference between himself, Britain, and the Soviet Union, although Britain complained about who was attending.

"We really should have invited France to this," Britain said once again as he walked into the Livadia Palace, where they were holding the meetings. America groaned.

"Please stop bringing that up. I know you wanted her to come, but this is getting annoying," he said.

"I can't believe they used to be sworn enemies, with Britain complaining about how she should have been involved like this," Caleb commented with a scoff as America tried to suppress a grin at his comment.

"Well, things change. We knew that." Unorganized Territory added.

"She's an important member of the allies!" Britain insisted. America looked at him and raised an eyebrow.

"She got captured in six weeks." America pointed out. While France was an ally, she spent most of the war under occupation and, therefore, wasn't one of the major allies.

"I know she did; it's just...I feel bad leaving her out of this," Britain said. America sighed. Britain and France's getting along wasn't new, as they had gotten along in the last war, but this was definitely the best America had ever seen them get along, and it was weird.

"I feel like we're drunk. Was someone drinking last night? It's the only thing that'll make this all make sense." Caleb said jokingly.

"I can tell. But stop complaining about it. She's not coming. Let's just get on with this meeting." America added before he entered the room, seeing the Soviet Union already there.

"Привет Америка, Британия." The communist nation said as they walked over to him.

"Hello, Soviet," America responded.

"Hello Soviet. France asked me to tell you something for her." Britain said. America groaned, knowing where this was going.

"What is the message?" Soviet asked, although the look on his face made it clear that he knew exactly what it would be.

"Va te faire enculer." Britain said, a slight smile on his face. Dad enjoyed that more than he should.

"Oh, hold on, when have we been back at Dad? Jesus, has everyone lost it?" Caleb asked.

"He hasn't lost it. America's just realized the fact that he's been denying for most of his life, that Britain is his father and should be addressed as such," Rebecca added.

Mentally yelling for those two to shut up, America pushed the thought aside, trying to return his focus to the meeting. He was here for a conference to discuss the postwar reorganization of Germany and Europe. His personal problems would wait.

"She's upset about not being able to come, Да?" Soviet said. Britain nodded.

"She is an ally. She feels jilted." Britain said. America nodded. France was quite upset about that. She had even blamed President Roosevelt's personal antagonism towards her leader as the cause.