We all fall down... (Aph America ~ 9/11)

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September 10th 2001 - 8:46pm

"Dude don't be like that! New York is just as awesome as DC." The American assured the Brit who had not stopped ranting since he landed.

"If you didn't act like a bloody wanker at the last one, your boss wouldn't have kicked us out from using DC for world meetings!"

"Angleterre has a point, mon cher. You nearly made zhe ceiling collapse! My beautiful 'air was covered in plaster!" The Frenchman was on England's side for once, sharing a neutral agreement it was America's fault.

The young nation laughed it off however, he was excited to host the world meeting in this city. They didn't visit his other states that often except Washington DC for meetings so here was his chance to give the other countries a tour around to all his favourite landmarks and delis in New York. The Statue of Liberty, the twin towers, he couldn't wait for them to see his awesomeness.

Other countries had come a day early for the meeting tomorrow. Germany had already taken Italy to his room, he wouldn't wake up after their flight landed so he carried the Italian to the hotel. Sweden tried to do the same with Finland although he appeared to be a light sleeper. He didn't refuse but he didn't seem like he was enjoying himself. Russia sat in the lobby of the hotel they were going to stay in while Lithuania and Latvia were frantically looking for a shop in the city that would sell them Vodka, Latvia looked under aged and didn't have ID with him whereas the franticness of Lithuania caused shop clerks to suspect he was high, refusing him to buy such a strong drink. While the commotion was going on, no one noticed the blond man struggling for air underneath the pleased Russian. China and Austria being the oldest was the first to bed, either too tired or not bothering with the troublesome western countries. The other Nordics decided to follow Sweden and Finland, Denmark with his camera out recording the two for blackmail. Hungary dragged a dazed Prussian to bed after hitting him over the head with her frying pan so he'd shut up about his awesomeness. Japan was the only silent one as he listened to Greece's endless love of the feline population. Their conversations only stopped when Spain came over and he and Greece had the most exciting of conversation. "Uh huh." "Oh really?" "Uh huh." "Oh really?" "Uh huh." "Oh really?" This only ended when Romano borrowed Hungary's frying pan. So you could say it was a pretty normal afternoon.

"C'mon dude, no one else's got a problem. How about I show you around the world trade centre or we can take a visit to lady lib!" America gave them his signature hero smile. However all he got in return was an eye roll from both.

"America, 'ave you already forgotten I gave you zhat fabulous statue?"

"And why on earth would we want to look at office buildings? We see enough paperwork as it is."

This was the first time America let his grin falter, "They are the tallest buildings in the world. I just thought it was cool..."

The Englishman scoffed, "Sometimes I honestly don't know if you truly care about your people the way you brag as if they are objects." He said this under his breath but the American heard perfectly. He had no words for this so instead, he just walked away. "Oi, where do you think your going you twat?! We have a meeting tomorrow?!"

"I'm going to my apartment. I'll meet you in the meeting hall tomorrow at 8:30am." He didn't let another word be said before he exited the building. America knew that he shouldn't take it to heart but he truly loved his people. He only bragged because he wanted to show how great he thought they were. He shook the thoughts out his head as he made his way to his apartment. He owned one in each state for when he'd visit although his proper house was in DC close to the White House. He made his way into the apartment complex and opened his door.

It was your average apartment except there was an American flag tacked to the wall, a red white and blue bed sheet and an Uncle Sam alarm clock on his bed stand. Looking at the captain America shield clock on his wall, it was already 9:22pm. Stripping down to his boxers, he jumped into his bed, unaware of tomorrow's events.

~~~back at the hotel~~~

After America left, the Frenchman hit the Brit over the head. "Oi frog! What was that for?!"

"You don't need to be so mean to zhe poor garçon! 'E was only trying to impress us." France told him off. He may think many things about the American but every country cared about their people. After all, it was there people that cared enough about them to let them live.

England sighed knowing he went too far. He was just tired after his flight and having to trade being with his magical friends for a pointless meeting at his ex-colony's back up meeting hall which was considerably more cramped than the other. "I know, I'll make it up to him tomorrow. Well, I'm off to bed. Night Frog." "Bone nuit, black sheep." England didn't know how much he would regret his words to the young nation. No one knew what was to come.