The Sun and The Moon

The Monthly Meeting

UK POV

It was a monthly meeting with the UN many people were there and as usual I entered to hear USA yelling at Russia as they are both insulting each other. I then see the stacks of papers on my section of the table as I started working on papers I realized the meeting was about to start so he decided to put down the pen for now and listen to UN on whatever was going on in the world.

He kept catching his eyes drift over to a certain woman with a black beret on and a striped black and white shirt. "she's just a friend UK stop it!" I was abruptly ripped from my thoughts when UN yelled at me United Kingdom!" yells "whaa. yes?" I replied "what will you be doing to help the African countries citizens. "I quickly thought water and food but those were too common and probably taken by many other countries. "Umm... technological aid?" I say quite nervous with the tone of my voice hinting towards tiredness. I yawn soon after.

"very well then now on the subject of the wars in Iraq and Kuwait." "What about it!" I hear America say with his trademark impatient tone of voice "How is the progress in pushing the Iraqi's out of Kuwait." UN replies calmly I take a quick glance around the room and I see countries not involved had gone back to there paperwork and documents to sign. My eyes fall back onto the beautiful woman named as France I believe it to be. He quickly mentally scolded him self "Damnit Britain keep control of your own body!"

Narrator POV

The rest of the meeting was just America and Russia yelling at each other so UK went back to his paper work and finished at 10 pm by then it was raining and unlike his usual self he did not bring a car as his Rolls Royce was under going the 100k mile checkup so he had done the 20 minute walk to café and went to the meeting so he now had to walk back. UK had checked the weather so he had an umbrella with him at the time.

France POV

I had luckily brought myself an umbrella but forgot to bring a coat. I was walking home when I spotted UK and he was under his own umbrella wearing his suit with his top hat and monocle as usual. I walked up to him as he was waiting for the street light so he could walk into the park "bonjour UK" I say to him "Why hello there France. What are you doing here without a coat on?" He asks me with a confused face on.

UK POV

France just appears behind me from god knows where and now I am flustered because of my stupid arse body looking at her during the meeting. "Oh yes I forgot my coat at my house this morning" she replies with a face with pouting written all over it "mmhmm so would you like me to walk you home?" I ask with a bit of nervousness showing in my voice

"Yes I would like that" she replies I am so ever relieved that I did not just get rejected by my friend. The walk home we mostly talk about politics in our country and things like past riots and what we can do to improve our citizens life. We live next to each other since we are only a channel away geographically and on the other side there is Ireland and Scotland. We make it to her house and part ways and I go back to my house taking off my coat and putting down my umbrella I immediately go off to the study to finish internal matters going on in my country. I finish and it is now around 2 am I see as I glance around the room my eyes falling on the clock.

I get my self ready for bed and drift off to sleep within a few minutes.

France POV

I've woken up for the morning I grab a croissant from the pantry and stick it in the air fryer set to toast mode I have my breakfast and get ready to start doing paper work so I can have fun later in the day

UK POV

I wake up to the loud beeping of my alarm clock blaring right into my ear.

-Time-skip-

I am waking to the car shop and I pick up my Rolls Royce and I drive it to the usual cafe where America and Italy are working. I walk into the shop to see America yelling at a customer who looks a decent bit like Russia. I sigh as I walk to the other cash register
I ask Italy for my usual which is a Latte with an extra shot of espresso I drink the shot of espresso I feel the bitterness in my mouth in which I then take a gulp of the latte to get rid of the bitterness as I throw away the extra paper cup "thank you." I say as I walk out of the coffee shop I close my eyes as I take another sip and then all the sudden latte splashes onto my face as I fall over and falling on what feels like a human and I use my hanker chief to wipe off my face and look at who I fell on and it was none other than France

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A/N

This is my first story and I hope i did well i do welcome constructive criticism to help improve my writing ability. I am also sorry if there was a lack of countries interacting I just wasn't sure how to implement them into the story. other than that i hope you enjoyed!
P.S. A second chapter will be out by July 8th PST.

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