Ivan's Pov:
The next day we had another meting, for what, I don't know. So I just went to the meting so I wouldn't have to deal with the other countries nagging on my for missing one like last time I didn't go.
'At least I'll be able to see Alfred tsere. (there)' I thought with a small smile on my face as I walked out side to my car, to begin driving to the meting that starts soon. When I arrived at the meting, I took my seat in it's usual place and started preparing for what only I can assume is going to happen at the meting.
'But tsen (then) again et's (it's) always a chaotic hell tsere (there).' I thought, and tiredly put my head down against the tables cold surface.
I sat like that with my eyes closed for several minuets before hearing someone sitting nest to me, I didn't more because I assumed it was Ukraine or one of my sisters. Turns out I was wrong. When I look up, instead of meting one of my siblings, I was met with an American with blond hair, blue eyes and glasses, but you cold see his eyes as clear as day.
"Hey Russki." he said waving in a mocking, but playful way.
"Vat (what) are you doing hyer? (here)" I ask, acknowledging the fact he usually sits some place away from me, sometimes he'll sit somewhere closed like yesterday but that was only because some one had taken his seat. But today barely anyone was here yet so he could sit where ever he wants.
"Do I need an explanation to sit by my good friend Russia?" he asked still using the playful tone in his voice.
"I guyes (guess) not." I said still confused.
"So hows it going Venya?" he asked using the childhood nickname he had given me since back then my English was pretty bad and he couldn't decipher my accent, and same with me, I couldn't say 'Alfred' properly so we settled with 'Fredrka',
"Nytsing (nothing) Fredrka." I said smiling at the memories of the past.
He laughed a bit at me returning the gesture, and that's when people started to fill in the conference room and it erupted in noise, but non of it was coming from the supposedly 'loud' and 'obnoxious' country sitting next to me. He just sat there quietly, without a smile and zoned out, probably hopping this meat goes by as fast as I do.
"Alright, let's get started, shall we?" Aurthor said from the head of the table.
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Fatal Secrets
Fiksi PenggemarThe nations have problems. They hid it from the rest of world. So the ancents decide to change it, to help them. To fix broken relationships and bring attention to the ones who need it most. ~Fanfiction ~Hetalia ~Ships !WILL EDIT AT A LATTER TIME!
