Days slipped by quickly, as the countries made their way to a Hotel in Mackinac City where they would be meeting up. Then they would take a boat to the Island.
Countries wait outside of the hotel for America and his shuttle.
"Mon chere! This City is beautiful, non?" France said.
"Yeah, Yeah, where is that git?" England said, lazily waving a hand at France.
Suddenly there was a beep which cause the nations to look up at a bus parking along the side of the road near the hotel. The doors were released and America jumped out of the shuttle.
"This bus should take us to the dock, where a boat will take us to the Island! Let's go!" America cheered and hopped back in the bus and the countries followed.
The countries piled onto the boat.
"Why did our bosses decide to hold a meeting on an island, aru!" China complained as he got onto the boat.
"Because, it can be a mini vacation as well! The fudge there is great! You guys should try it." America said and grinned, herding everyone onto the boat.
"Right....so which Great Lake is mack-in-nak located in?" England asked. America laughed.
"Dude! you said it wrong. It's Mack-in-naw not...whatever you said. And we're in Lake Huron." America answered. Then he turned around and lend against the boat's rails and sighed, his usual smile fading.
They got to the Island, and Italy was the first to leap off the boat, America last. Russia noticed something,
"Where are all the cars, comrade?"
"There aren't any because they're not allowed- mostly because shipping them there would be pointless when you can walk or bike everywhere." America replied.
There were not any cars in sight. Instead there was horse carriages, people biking or walking.
A horse carriage came and brought the countries to a small home that's just large enough to for the countries to conference- they held it in the dining room.
"Ah, welcome to my humble abone!" America said and lead everyone to the dining hall.
The dining room was a room with a high ceiling, a wooden table in the middle with a projector waiting for its use. The walls were painted a settle yellow and one of the wall had a sliding glass door that lead out onto a bonfire pit. His house over all was pretty big, but it was humble at the same time, like everything on the island as well.
"Okay!" America clapped his hands together to get everyone's attention, "since this is actually one of my homes, if you could not destroy the place, that would be great!" America slightly glared at France and England, warning them.
"Righto! Let's get this meeting done and over with!" America said and England facepalmed at his English.
"So what's the topic...?" America muttered to himself as he flipped through some notes. Half of them were legit the other half were stupid doodles that made himself cringe.
"Ah, overpopulation." America said. The American pulled up his sideshow.
For the next few minutes America talked about how they should colonize Mars. Japan and Russia were slightly interested but soon America started to lose everyone's attention and things started to get out of hand.
"Good thing I removed all the pictures in this room," America sighed to himself. He winced when France pinned England to the wall.
That's where my picture of the Mackinac bridge would be.... America thought and sighed again.
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The Tinkering Trio (an APH fanfic)
Fanfiction•The Tinkering Trio• •America• •Italy• •Poland• "Because you have more time to tinker when you're acting like an idiot." (Uses Country names and contains a little bit of (slight)Dark!Smart! America, Italy and Poland) (Ships included: GerIta, LietPol...
