It was time for another world meeting. All the countries, gathered in one room, yelling at each other until Germany yells for order. Hungary was not excited for this trip. Actually, I take it back. She was excited for one reason. Or rather, one person. Elizabeta had been crushing on a certain Prussian who would be sure to attend the meeting. Even though his country status was 'Not even a country', he still attended those meetings. And still made the girl's heart flutter. (Sorry for stupid title!)