Stating Your Opinion

Meeting

For the rest of the meeting Japan's mind was buzzing with possibilities for the cause of Alfred's strange behavior. The boy was thought to be an open book, but Japan knew better. After the bombing of Pearl Harbor, the island nation saw a side of the United States of America that he never wished to see again. Of course, he never said America was hard to read either. He only hid his feelings when he had to. Japan wished he had the ability to show as much emotion as America did.
During break, America headed out of the room with a stealthy Japan behind him. Kiku had no idea what he would achieve, but any... Affairs that Alfred had would make for a great doujinshi.
As the superpower turned the corner, the Asian nation stopped short. Was that... Yelling he heard? The nations do yell but the voices seemed more... Childish. Surely nations would only yell if they were being harassed or annoyed... Other than America. Japan puffed out his cheeks in confusion and turned back to America to continue his pursuit. ... Where did America go?
"Ah..." Japan muttered and looked around.
"It seems that I have lost him."
As he spoke the yelling and screaming only became louder. Japan slowly followed the sound, which was centered behind an old door in an abandoned hallway.
"I think I should call for backup..." Japan murmured to himself and reached for his cellphone.

"What is the matter, Rìběn?" China asked with a sigh.
"Hai. It is America-"
"What?! What has happened to the fool? Is he in trouble?"
"Calm down, mon ami, he is a big boy. He can handle himself."
"I agree. I have seen Alfredka in troubling times. He is a very fierce мальчик."
"I hope he is-a okay!"
"Ja. As do I..."

"Ah... My apologies. He is not in any trouble... Not that I know of." Japan said.

"Well you should have said so before! I was worry- I mean, I didn't need to get into another one of his messes!"

"Anyways, what is this all about?" France asked the short, blacked haired man as he flipped his golden locks.
"I heard chaotic sounds coming from the abandoned conference room, France. I think it has something to do with Mr. America..."
"Well, in that case, let us see what is hiding behind those mystérieux large doors, shall we?"
"Ah, I do not think that is a good Idea..."

"We can handle it, da?"

"Oh just get on with it!"

"Ve~ I'm-a scared!"
As France opened the door, the strangest sight in 200 hundred years lay before their eyes.

Sorry that my updates are so short! I usually do it in between classes, so to be extra safe and to avoid loosing progress, I update everything. Anyways, thanks for sticking around! It'll get interesting soon I swear. This is my first fanfiction. ☆*:.｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆

Fifty teens stared back at them.
"Uhh... Hi?" A boy with long sandy brown hair pulled into a long ponytail gave an awkward wave. Francis, in turn, fainted.
"Ciao! I'm-a Italy! Who're you?" Italy asked, studying the others tan skin and purple vest.

"I'm New Mexico...Pleasure." New Mexico answered and stuck out his hand. Italy shook it happily.
"Excuse me, but what is this?" England questioned as he kicked a limp France.
"What's it to you?" A boy with caramel hair and dark skin spat back.
"Calm down, AZ! Eyebrows is just askin!" A teen with a southern accent said and smacked the smaller one on the back.
"I swear..." Arizona mumbled and rubbed his spine.
"Anyways," the loud boy continued. "I'm Texas! I'm the biggest-" A girl in the back coughed. "-state in the USA! These are my smaller siblings! Arizona, New Mexico, Kansas, Pennslyvania-"
"We get it!" England shouted in annoyance. But his grumpy face turned into a rather astonished one.
"You're... America's children?"
"You could say that." A girl with a messy brown ponytail and very vintage clothes said. "We're not exactly his offspring. But we're close. We aren't all related, either."
England just shook his head in awe.
"Why didn't he tell us?"
Arizona rolled his eyes. "Because we're a huge mess. I bet you already have a lower respect for Alfred."
"I do not think my respect could lower any further aru." China responded.
"I find these little beings rather adorable." Russia said and patted a disgruntled looking New Mexico on the head.
"We ain't tiny!" Texas yelled and stomped his foot.
"Who might you all be?" The brunette-headed girl asked.
"We are the G8, Ms...?"
"Virginia."
Japan nodded bowed in greeting.