"Ohh, my baby thinks they are smart enough to escape their hero? How cute was that little run towards the boarder babe. Too bad you didn’t even know how to cross it.” America mocks you, an arrogant smile stretching his lips as he condescendly looks down at you. The gag on your mouth muffles all of your curses and protests, only serving to amuse him even more. America strokes your hair and all you can do is pathetically shake your head, the task much harder as you’re bound to the bed.