Prologue Part 2: Who are you?

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I walked in confidently. This is where I can make a difference and help!

I look at them all as I walked in, they are just so... Cute. Very cute.

Not as cute as the moons.

He paused in front of the podium, I can't get carried away... For once.

He heard the foot steps of the celestial bodies walk in, good. They were crucial for this task, given by The Conductor.

That's just when I so happen to hear England figure it out in his thoughts.

(Why could I hear his thoughts...?)

"That's it!" I smiled instead.

England really is smart as they say.

I flicked his hand to the people behind him to their seats before taking everyone in.

"Well, you are close. At least."

They looked terrible as their faces met mine.

"Now.. please- please! Everybody, sit down! Make yourselves comfortable. You'll be here for a while."

The mutters of the nations were loud enough to make the Sun's eye twitch.

"BACK TO YOUR OBITS!- SEATS!!"

That was definitely yelled out of habit.

(Ignoring him,) I continued: "Hello dear countries. I am what you should refer to me as The Executor."

"Still haven't told us why we are here." Venus loudly complained the roll of his eyes was in my clear view.

"And just who are they?" Monaco kindly, (as I believed it,) asked.

"Well, they are the planets- and moons! Of the Solar system, yes, of course."

That would have made the countries stand up in shock, but they can't.

(I was... A little frighten by that...)

The Sun spoke up once more, interrupting Earth.

"It's so nice to finally meet my Earthings-"

"Well- DUH! OF COURSE WE ARE THE PLANETS!" The sun smiled. (Creepily.)

"AND WHO WOULD BE AS BRIGHT AS ME!?"

(Ugh, the Sun gets on my nerves.)

So as quietly as I could, I walked to a different seat.

It was a desk, sitting on the opposite side of where the planets were sitting and left to where we had entered.

Closer to the nations.

Close.

*Sigh.*

This will be long. Very long.

The sound of the arguing with the clearly distressed countries and the not-very-emotional-intellegent planets- and Sun.

(Who was getting on my nerves.)

I wonder why they are like that...

(God I hated him...)

No I didn't.

No I don't.

He provides a light source to all the lovely nations and earthlings.

"How can you just trust the Executor so much?!"

What?

What? What?

W h a t?

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