The Loud & The Quiet (RUSAME)

The Meeting

YOU BETTER WATCH THE VIDEO UP THERE I KEEP WATCHING IT OVER AND OVER AND I DONT KNOW WHY.

And just pretend that I know everything about the past. None of this is historically correct or accurate.

I Didn't know what to name this these were the options:

1. The Meeting

2. The Hunt After

3. Confused 

Choose one and I'll edit it later. Moving on Bitches

America POV

I walked into UN's office. He was sitting at his Desk.

UN: Ah America! You can sit there. I heard what happened on your way here.

He pointed at the seat in front on the desk.

UN: So, you know why I called you here right?

Ame: y-yep.

UN: alright.

SQUBBKE SQUBBKE I DONT KNOW WHAT THEY TALK ABOUT LET ME SKIP TO THIS PART-  AND UN KNOWS WHY HE'S STRUGGLING TO TALK

What? But why? Ughh why is life being so difficult right now? Why did this happen?

UN: Laos, Malaysia, Jordan & whoever else you're bringing will do it too.

Ame: Yes S-Sir. I'll t-try.

UN: I will make sure that your college will know. 

Ame: Ok. W-when do I have t-to go?

UN: Next week. Better get packing.

Ame: yes Sir, have a g-good day.

UN: you to Mr. America.

I walked out the door. To fill everything in my head I thought about the meeting. I had to see confederate. That was south. I walked out to the parking lot waiting. 6:12. I still had a few minutes. I pulled out my phone. I scrolled threw my contacts. There I saw Confederate. I decided to text him. I know he either wouldn't answer or would say something bad.

For Confederate texting they will have normal names.

North America: Ay South. I have to see you next week.

It took a second then he answered.

South America: whyyy north? Something happennnn? Am I just better?

North America: No you're not South I need to find some people.

South America: Suree who?

North America: People who were fighting me i know that they probably live with you.

South America: nooo why would you think that?

North America: I'm just letting you know. And this is the last time we're texting.

South America: whatever.

I put my phone away and Britain pulled into the parking lot.

Britain: How was it son?

Ame: bad. I n-need to see C-Confedera-te next week.

Britain: Confederate? Oh.

Ame: y-yeah it's going to be h-hard with his weird p-personality.

Britain: who are you going with?

Ame: W-Well I'm bringing C-Canada and R-Russia but the original was g-going to be Me, Laos, Malaysia & J-Jordan.