A Bunch Of Random Oneshots

Sorry Mathew (pov.Alfred)

Dear Diary,

Im getting tired of being the butt of the joke so I stayed quiet for most of the meeting.
I wasn't continuously bothering them with my existence and they completely forgot I was there.
This is the first time this has happened. It had been a while since I've used my blade and
It didn't exactly feel good being made fun of.
However I will see how far this can go before they notice I'm not there.
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I was standing infrunt of the whihtboard presenting a pice of information regarding the topic we had been given to discuss.

However everyone was laughing like they were going to die tomarow.
And im aeare it was at me.
Not with me.
The only ones not laughing were Germany, Russia, and Switzerland.

"You bloody git why woud you think that woud wurk in any scenah-rio!" England yelled from the other side of the table.

"Why don't you just try to pay me back? Aru" commented China.

"Onhonhon Amerika you should just let ze big kids -andle ze big
discus-sions"

"sí, deberías dejar las cosas más importantes a los países sabios"
Spain added

By now the space was filled with everyone yelling and screaming at one another or laughing at the stupidity in the room.

I just stood there.

It hurt when they called me names and made fun of me.
It always did.
But today it seemed to be a bit more than usual and my arms seemed to be seaking the attention of the blade in my back pocket.

"Well then..."

I went to go sit down while everyone continued to argue for a long while.
Germany eventually got up and started yelling at everyone to get the meeting on topic or there would be major consequences.

Next Britain was up and started talking about something I wasn't quite paying attention to.
I stayed quiet pondering over how to fix some things in my economy until Spain asked what I thought about the topic  while sending looks to other nations. .

The topic was a solution to how to solve the hunger problems in most countries.

"Oh. um. . I agree with Britan."

I don't know what Brittan said
but if you were to fix the problem in my country you'd just tell them to eat.

It's sad really.

We are made fun of for being fat but on one wants to see the efects words have on humans.

He roled his eyes and turned around to talk to France about something off topic and completely forgot my existence.

So they were just seing if I'd say somting stupid....okay

When the meeting was over I waited untill everyone left to get my things together.

The first to leave were the ones that had "'better things to do'
Such as Briten, Austria, Sweden, and Turkey.
Others stayed behind to chat or talk to everyone else.

France was currently running of with some one [I think it was poland but all i saw was the blond hair so that narrows it down. . . Not]

I looked over and saw north Italy messing with Germany over pasta. They eventually left together to eat at some fancy restaurant.

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hey are honestly cute together but it's none of my business.

About 20 minuets or so later everyone had cleared out leaving me to linger on my thoughts. It's funny that if I'm quiet no-one pays attention to me.

I pulled my blade out of my back pocket and stared at it.
"I wonder if they'll notice if I leave my jacket of next time. . . Probably not "

My mask started to brake of as
tears started driping of of my face.

"God you really are worthless"

I took of my jacket and roled up my sleeve.
I made one cut only deep enough to draw a little blood.

"Nobody likes you."

Another cut made its way into my skin going ever so slightly deeper

"Your just a stupid niave child"

Two more cuts

"Everyone would be better of without you. And no-one would suffer from your retardedness"

Five more cuts to the inside of the joint

"Worthless, stupid, niave, fat, unwanted, self-absorbed, bucket of lard!"

Now fresh cuts cover my arm with the sensation of pain and relief flooding throughout my body.

I rewraped my arms with bandages I had brought and started to clean up my things.

Damnit I was so close to being a year clear. I wiped the tears from my face and went to leave.
But at least I got some relief from the sensation.
I put on my signature smile and left the bulding.

Little did he know but Russia had noticed his silence.
And he had stayed outside the door to watch the boy to figure out what was wrong .
And he scrambled to a hiding spot
(which ended up being the janaitors closet)
when he gets the American coming
so he wouldn't see him as he left.
Russia slid down the wall and pondered over what he should do.

Have a good day

sí, deberías dejar las cosas más importantes a los países sabios<
>yes you should leave the major things to the wise countries