Truth be Told (Countryhumans)

Chapter 10.

NATO's POV
The United Nations would not stop pacing back and forth, he was thinking of how to get the U.S.A to show up to the meeting earlier than normal. A lot of the countries are either cut off from their emotions or are too paranoid to share them with their allies, UN and I were able to bribe 70% of the nations into coming. The other nations stood their ground on refusing to attend. The U.S. specifically, refused to either answer his phone, or when he did he refused to negotiate on anything.

Frustrated, UN gave up on calling him. The organization looked at me with puppy dog eyes. I roll my eyes as I walk out of the office calling a cab to the airport, I'm going to have to fetch the United States.

   Ame's POV
I take as long of a time as possible to take a shower and get dressed. Feeding animals was probably the worst wait for Canada, he would offer to help to make me leave with him quicker, I refused any help and continued to move as slow as possible. I finished feeding my pets and went upstairs to go pack. My personal jet is fast enough that I could get there on time, and since I'm trying to be really late, I'm packing as slowly as possible. Canada sits in the corner and glares at me, "You do realize that I'll be late as well because of you, right? Or they'll send an organization after you. That would honestly be hilarious for me....What are these..?" Canada asks as he throws a med bottle at me. I turn it over and read, Antphycotic. I turn back over to him and try to think of a lie, nothing comes to mind. He looks at another medication that I forgot to refill. Anti-Tremor, so that's why my legs keep wobbling. I thought it was an earthquake. I stare back at Canada, who asked me what they were for. I throw the full bottle in the luggage, and go to write down the name of my empty pill bottle. As Canada is about to ask again, we hear pounding on the door. I hear my animals going insane. Grabbing a bat, I head downstairs to answer the door. I look through the peephole and sigh in relief and frustration. It's just Nato. "Go away!" I say, standing in front of the door. My legs start wobbling when I use the muscles in them to keep the door shut. He continues to pound on the door, yelling something about going to the meeting on time.

   Canada comes downstairs, giving me a smirk when he realizes what's happening. I notice his eyes drifting to my leg that was shaking, a lot. He rolls his eyes, storms over to me, shoves me away from the door, and lets NATO enter my house. The military organization storms in, glaring at me. I just wanted to be late..I was struggling to stand Infront of the door, but now I'm sitting....can I stand? As this realization hits me, Nato grabs the collar of my shirt and drags me upstairs, to my room. I finish packing, heading over to the nation and the organization. We head out of the house, lock it, and get into an Uber. I leave a 60 dollar tip for the driver as we get out of the vehicle, and head to a private jet. We enter the jet and put our luggage in the storage compartment. Our piolet introduces herself, and tells us to prepare for takeoff. We start on our way to Japan for a meeting I didn't want to go to. "Stop." The organization commands, I glare in his direction, "Stop what? I didn't do anything to you..!" I say defensively. He returns the glare while replying,"I can practically hear you seething about having to go." I glance at the windshield of the jet, pouting. I'll just be as quiet as possible, so I don't have to say anything.

   We land and head to a cab, to be dropped of at the meeting building.  I awkwardly walk into the meeting room, find my seat to sit down. Canada sits next to me and takes a nap. I glance up to see if I'm late, I'm impressed to find that we're earlier than UN, Germany, and Poland. I opt to take a nap as well.

I'm really trying to keep the story interesting. I'm just busy.