01: Meeting up again.

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I was in my room, bored. It was the middle of July, in the summer. A hot day. I sighed, sweat dripping down my face. I got up and opened my windows and turned my fan on. I didn't have an air conditioning. Once I felt the refreshing air, I sighed in satisfaction, but something about it wasn't enough. I then got up before walking out of my room and downstairs into the kitchen. I opened my freezer to see if I had any ice lollies, ice cream or even atleast some ice. I saw a pack of ice cubes, so I grabbed them and went into my back garden to eat them.

Once I was in my garden, I sat down on a chair and kicked my legs up onto a little circular table. I had to be careful, as it was made of glass, and I didn't want it to smash, as it was expensive. Once I had finished the ice cubes, I put the pack into a little bin next to the chair I was sitting on.

That's when I noticed that the neighbor's kid had accidentally kicked their football over my fence again. I got up to go get it, and sent it back over the fence. "Try not to kick it over my fence next time, silly!" I playfully scolded them. I wasn't mad, I just wanted to seem like I was to seem intimidating. The kid just nodded and got back to his game.

That's when I noticed the unread message on my phone. It was from France, and it said...

"You wanna hang out today? I'm bored and we have not seen eachother for a while."

I responded saying yes and then went inside to get ready. I got changed into my usual suit, tophat and monocle before brushing my teeth and spraying.

I then put on my black boots and headed outside to where we were going to meet. We were going to have a picnic at the park. I always loved picnics at the park, they are fun, and have a certain vibe to them.

Once I had arrived at the park, I saw France waiting for me. "Sorry to keep you waiting!" I beamed. France smiled at me, and waved. "Bonjour, Britain! How have you been?" France asked. "Oh, I've been alright. It's just been a bit hot, that's all." I replied, wiping sweat off of my forehead as I did so. "Ah, I can tell." France replied in a mocking tone.

We both then found a nice spot for our picnic. It was beautiful, with lots of shade, trees and it was also near a lake! I loved to watch the lakes and see all of the creatures inside.

France began to unpack the food out of the picnic bag she had bought with her. There was sandwiches, lemonade, snails (for France, of course!), cakes, cookies, fruit, sausage rolls and crisps! Alot of yummy food! (Well, apart from the snails.)

We began to dig in under the shade of a tree. I needed this food, it seemed to make me forget about the blazing heat for a while. Once I had finished eating. I walked up to the lake. I sat at the edge. I noticed a little blue fish swimming around in the water. I began to observe the fish, admiring it's shiny beauty.

That's when I felt someone's presence behind me, and I was pushed into the lake. The shock of cold water hit me like a heavy truck. I gasped, and started to swim back. "Oh! Gosh!" I gasped, my voice full of fear. I then heard familiar laughter. America. That blasted American!

Once I got out, I gave America a glare before heading back to France. France managed to control her laughter, but soon showed concern. "Oh non! We should go to your place instead! You need to get cleaned up!" France said, a hint of worry in her voice.

And so soon we were back at my place. I opened the front door, and let France in. "Welcome! Make yourself at home! I should probably go take a shower." I said. We then both headed upstairs. France went into my rook, while I went into the bathroom and took a shower.

Once my shower was done, I came back out. I was wearing my pyjamas now. I went back into my bedroom and sat on my bed with France.

"Sooo... what do you wanna do?" I asked, tilting my head to the side like an innocent puppy. France thought for a moment. "Lets play horror games!" France replied.

And so we played horror games for hours on end. Once we had stopped, I checked the time. "Oh, it's already eleven at night, sleep over for the night if you'd like!" I offered. France thought for a moment, before nodding. "Alright, thanks for your kind offer!" France replied gratefully. Soon, we were both asleep. My LED lights slightly illuminating the room in a galaxy bluey-purple colour.

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