Ch. 1: the task

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Germany POV

'I cant believe it! why was I tasked with cleaning this filthy storage room?!' Germany thought wile walking down the stairs to the storage room, a lamp in hand.  he was accompanied by a few other nations to clean the room as well. they were all  tasked with this job by the head of the world its self, United Nations, or UN for short. 

apparently there was something down there that he had to get previously and he said when he got back that "that place is so crowded a mouse couldn't even move around in there!" he was obviously being dramatic like the drama queen he is. and don't get him wrong, the place hasn't been touched for a really long time. but theirs probably a good reason for that.

Germany sighed, which immediately caught the attention of one of his fellow nations, Russia, who was also tasked with this job. "ты в порядке Германия?" the superpower asked his friend. "v-vhat? oh, yeah... itz jutz, I don't know vhy ve have to do thiz. If anyone, it should at lezt be America down here vith uz." Germany said wile glancing at his very tall friend. Russia was at least a foot taller than Germany, if not more. 

Russia huffed. "yeah, your right about zat." "Werr (Well), I don't rearry mind this that much" a Japanese voice was heard from behind the two.  Germany looked behind him to see another one of his friends, japan. they were walking just a step behind them being awkwardly close to the two. "Japan, can you pleaze not be zo cloze." Russia pleaded. japan's face quickly became a deep red color and stepped back stuttering out an apology wile doing so. they were also not paying attention as they walked into someone else.

there was a lot of protest followed by a shout. the next thing he knew, Germany was at the bottom of the stairs in a dog pile. "o-oops, sorry every one." japan manged to stutter out wile on top of Russia and Germany. There were two other county's in this dog pile, a pissed of Australian, and a worried Canadian.

"Is everyone ok, eh?" Canada asked " I would be if you'd get off ya stupid leaf!" Australia angrily replayed. suddenly everyone was lifted of the ground and feel off as Russia stood up. "Russia-san! what was that for?" Japan wined "you vere all taking to long to get off..." he simply replied with a glare to the Asian country. "¿están bien chicos?" a frantic voice said from the stairs

Germany looked up to see Mexico, the last country in this little group of theirs. "Ja, vere all ok." "speak for you'r self, mate." Australia retorted. "your fine" Canada said, annoyed at his brother. Germany got up and dusted himself off. he looked to his right to see a large wooden set doors, covered in dust and cobwebs. "I zink I found it" Russia stated blandly. "no shit Sherlock." "Aussie! language!" Canada yelled at the Australian. "which one?" Australia shot back cheekily.

Germany heard a slap behind him followed by a stile cry. "ok, you two can kirr each other rater, rets just get in arready." Japan said walking to the doors. they tried to pull them open but gave up after a few attempts. Russia walked over and pushed the door open, saying "i zink zey open like zat." he said to the country with a blank stare. 

Japan quickly walked in trying to hide there embarrassment with Russia closely after. the rest of the country followed soon after the two into the dusty storage room.


(606 words) 

hey, this took a wile but i final got the first chapter of this little story i'm writing up! i'm sorry if the translations don't mach up or if its hard to read. this is my first time writing accents as well. i'm also sorry its so short, but i didn't want it to go on with nothing happening. it might take a wile for the next chapter to be out so be patient with me. until then, bye!

-CP

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