Author's Note: Thank you for looking at my story! :3 I love it when people look at my stories. I'm sorry if this doesn't update alot, I'll try to update though. I'd love it if you write a review. This is just the introduction, to see what people think of the story. The other chapters will be longer.
I walked through the park, feeling slightly isolated at how empty it was. Where was all of the people that usually filled up the place? Was it closed and I had, by some miracle, found the only unlocked way in? I was about to leave when I heard some voices near me, in the small dip inside the willow trees. Curious, I crept over to where the willow trees were, and listened in on the voices.
"...McDonald's is too!" Someone yelled. He sounded like a young adult, or maybe in his late teens.
"No it's not!" Another voice responded. He sounded British, and he sounded as if he was tired of the argument.
"Yes it is!"
"No it-"
"Be quiet! The world confrence is now beginning!" A man with a thick German accent shouted over the blurb of conversation.
A young boy called out "Where is China? We can't start without him!"
It quieted down at the comment, then after a few seconds, the German agreed. "He's right, China is not here. Does anyone know where he is?"
A chorus of "No"s responded. Someone snorted. "He's probably playing with a panda."
Meanwhile, I was trying to keep up and figure the conversation out. Why were they calling each other countries? What did they mean by 'world confrence'? I heard footsteps behind me, and I turned to see a Chinese man with a ponytail and a frying pan staring at me. Then, I blacked out as he whacked my head with the pan.