Change [Hetalia Ameripan fanfic]

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Alfred sat on the edge of his bed. Why does the world hate me? What did I do!? Alfred thought. He flopped backwards. Maybe because I'm always talking and being loud? But that's just who I am! He took out his phone and called Kiku.

"Hello?" came a reply from the other end of the line.

"Hey," Alfred said.

"Oh, Mister America," Kiku said. "How ar-"

"Look, Dude, I'm just gonna cut to the chase. No one seems to like the way I am," Alfred explained. "And everyone seems to like you, so I was hoping you'd be able to help me out a little." There was quite a bit of silence before Kiku spoke again.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean... Help me change my image with the world," Alfred replied.

"... No offense, but is that even possible?" Kiku asked.

"Of course it is, Dude," Alfred said.

"Alright... And what, exactly, do you want to change your image to?" Kiku asked.

"We can figure that out when you get here," Alfred said.

"Alright, I'll be there as soon as I can. Goodbye," Kiku said.

"Bye, Dude," America said, hanging up the phone.