Sorry for errors, didn't proof read.. :c
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When you, Romano, and Spain did reach the meeting room it had so many countries. The only problem was that they were mostly up and chatting loudly. It was unorganized and nothing was getting done.
Some guy in a bomber jacket ran around the room shouting about global warming and saying, "I'm The Hero! "
You could spot in the crowd, France, who seemed to be busy with another blonde man who had unusually big eyebrows. They were strangling each other and probably shouting about something, or who is better than who.
You could spot a purple creepy aura around a very tall man wearing..I think a trench coat? He was looming over a smaller boy who had brown shoulder length hair. (Lithuania)
Another....guy?... No... Girl? Was prancing around in a plaid skirt and a sweater. (Poland)
There was so many more people that caught your eyes until Romano grabbed your hand and leaned close to you, " stay with-a me and you shouldn't have-a problem with the others here.. "
You just nodded as he pulled you through the crowded meeting room. He stopped at the round table and pulled out one of the chairs, offering you to sit.
Once you sat down a few countries noticed you and decided to sit near you. The man with the purple aura sat right across from you and smiled. He didn't seem so intimidating up close for now.
You recognized the girl that sat left of you. Hungary was her name, and she seemed happy to see you again as she leaned over to hug you.
Another country was the guy that was running around shouting that he was the hero. The guy.... Girl? Who had the plaid skirt was sitting on the table next to the hero guy, smiling at you.
You waved at the three new countries shyly and smiled back, hoping not to make a bad impression.
"she's, totally cute!" the girl/ guy with the plaid skirt stated, and the hero guy nodded, " hells yeah she is!"
"yes.. Maybe she can become one with Mother Russia, da?" the man across from you leaned closer a little, with his smile still showing.
A girl with the same purple aura stood behind the man with the trench coat glaring at you. She made you shrink down as well that the tall man.
"big brother is mine.. " she stated as you nodded quickly. The hero guy grabbed your attention by unwrapping a hamburger and taking a big bite out of it.
"where did you, get that? " you asked pointing at the food.
"my coat Pocket of course.. You don't carry food around with you? "
You shook your head as the blonde man with the big eyebrows came up behind the hero guy and popped him in the head with a spoon, " America, what did I tell you about eating that kind of food.. You'll get fat.. " he sounded British.
The hero guy, named America frowned and looked back at the blonde man, until France walked up behind the British man, " well if he eats your food, he may die.. "
The British man turns around with the spoon still in hand. He then popped France on his forehead with it, leaving a small egg shaped red spot on his skin.
"hey, that hurt! You ungrateful British ass hat! " France said rubbing his forehead.
" don't copy what I say you bloody git! " the British man shouted at him.
