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SCM-#OpposeticalBattle: Underrelm and Starrelm (part 1)

Sailor: "I swear I have seen this house before..."

Kitari: "Are we on Earth? Is this the Star House or something?"

Sailor: "Well...we are wearing the power-obsourcuting masks. So maybe, yeah."

???: "Ah, I'm going to be late...!"

Sailor/Kitari: "Hm?"

???/Sailor/Kitari: "AH-!"

*BAM*

???/Sailor/Kitari: "...ow..."

Sailor and Kitari had arrived at the G8 manor that Star King had teleported them to. He wore a smart but kind of outdated blue suit with slightly exaggerated lapels, a pocket watch with a golden chain and a frilled, 19th century cravat. His hair was brown and put out to the side and his eyes were a distinct shade of...violet? He also appeared to be in a rush.  

Sailor: "Whoa, who're you? Wait..."

???: "Urgh, please do forgive me, I am in a rush indeed."

Kitari: "Here. You...dropped your glasses...."

Sailor noticed how stiff Kitari became around him as she handed him his glasses.

Sailor: (Is she uncomfortable around this guy? Does she know who he is? No, definitely not. Is she did, she would've been fangirling about it or something...)

She watched Kitari's hardened face as the man adjusts his glasses onto his face. She felt like the guy was French or something around that, looking at his appearance. The man recovered a little, tugging at his black gloves. He had meant to give the girls a passing glance and a small bow of thanks, but nearly choked when he laid eyes on them.

???: "My..."

Kitari: ".....Would you happen to be heading to the G8 meeting?"

???: "...Y-Yes...I am."

Kitari: "Mind if...my sister and I came along?"

Sailor: (Why the heck is Kitari acting so...professional? Like...oh! Maybe...yeah, if this guy was heading to the G8 meeting then that means...he's from the G8, too?!)

Sailor's back straightened up, panicking that what she just said was supposed to represent the entire Celestial-er, Starrelm.

???: "W-Well, of course, we had been expecting...a pair of otherworldly countries...but we didn't have an idea they'd be...well, let's get going, shall we?"

Sailor: (A pair of otherworldly 'countries'? By countries he meant US? Wait...haven't I heard about humanized countries before...? Urgh, what is it?! It's driving me nuts...!)

Kitari: "...?"

Sailor: (Look at Kitari, she's looking so...what, Zyglavis looking? No, she's more serious, wouldn't be ruffled as easily as a Leon to a Ziggle, wouldn't she? I wonder what's she's thinking?)

Kitari: (STAY CALM, YOU ARE REPRESENTING AN ENTIRE KINGDOM AND EVEN THOUGH IT'S THE UNDERRELM DO IT FOR YOUR WELL-SEETHING HALF-BROTHER. DO IT FOR SAILOR. DO IT FOR PARTHENO. DO IT. JUST. DO. IT. NO PANICKING SHOWING NO SLIP-UPS. JUST. UTTER. COMPOSED. CALM. ARROGANCE. SELF-CONTROL. YOU CAN DO THIS, KITARI. BELIEVE!!!)

Sailor: (Nah, she's probably bored our of her mind and wondering what's going to happen at the meeting. A meeting, huh? I bet she thinks it's gonna be like those boring parties back at the palace.)

Kitari: (OH GOSH I AM PANICKING SO FLIPPING MUCH. WHAT IF I DO SOMETHING WRONG!? WHAT IF I BURN SOMETHING!? WHAT'S STAR KING GONNA DO IF I DID!?)

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???: "Um, welcome to the G8 meeting, ah, Ms. Wishes Underrealm and Punishments Starrealm."

Sailor/Kitari: (...tacky rep names, Star Butt.)

???: "Dude! So they're the new constellation country chicks that're coming to the meeting?! That's, like, so cool!"

A new person, who was seated at the far end of the long, polished table before them inside the spacious, Star-House-Parlor-like room. He had messy blond hair, a tough towering build, vibrant cerulean blue eyes behind glasses, and he wore a leather flyer-type jacket with a big 50 on the back.

America: "Hey! I'm a America of the United States. Oh! So you've met Austria already? Awesome! He's a stiff guy who plays a mean piano, but pretty harmless!"

Austria: "...That is not a great start for my own country's reputation to otherworldly kingdoms, America."

America: "Hey, they'll get along just~ fine!"

Sailor/Kitari: ".....oh."

Something clicked inside of Sailor. America? Austria? They're countries??? And...they're standing right in front of them as living people?????

Sailor: (...This is Hetalia. That one country-are-people and learn-about-countries anime.)