The meeting was going as planned. The nations were arguing like usual, too loud to hear the additional arguing beyond the grand doors of the UN meeting hall. "Keep out of my face cheesehead!" How about you keep out of mine, lake for brains!" Beyond the door five shapes pushed their ears to the wood to listen. "Guys we really shouldn't be doing this." A timid 15 year old boy in a blue and white striped winter hat with ear flaps said to the others. "Well if New York would just give in and say 'you win Illinois you're the best state ev-OOF" The long haired boy in the long tan trench coat was cut off by an elbow to the gut from the brunette girl next to him. "Shhh you idiot I'm listening."
They pressed closer to the door to hear the happenings of the meeting. In the meeting the arguments continued. England seemed to be swearing at France and America. Italy was bothering Germany for pasta and Spain seemed to be getting on South Italy's nerves. A loud sound brought everyone's attention to the previously mentioned door. It burst open and five teenagers fell in a heap in the room. "OH NICE GOING MINNESOTA" came a loud voice from the pile and a long haired red-head popped out from the pile. An equally as freckled blonde in a green and red jersey knelt on the ground rubbing her head and helping the boy in the hat back up to his feet.
The nations all stared. America, who was already acting weird today, seemed to be in absolute horror as his face paled watching the kids gather themselves back up again. "Hi dad." Said the blonde looking sheepish. "wh-what are you doing here?" America yelled facing them. The boy in the coat and the brunette girl with the denim jacket point at the other small boy and yell in unison "MICHIGAN DID IT!" The poor Michigan looked back at them in utter confusion. "Go wait in the jet." America ordered sternly. "But we just-"Began the bright red head. "Go" He said again interrupting her. They all began walking solemnly to the door before the blonde dressed in green runs over to Canada giving him a large hug. "Bye Uncle Mattie." She then runs out to the door.
"America, who vere they?" Germany asked the question they were all thinking. America looked sheepish on the subject. "DID SHE CALL YOU DAD!" England roared in confusion. The whole hall was in a chorus of whispering. "Those were my kids. Five out of fifty actually." America explained. The nations were even more confused by this. "You have fifty kids!" Mexico yelled. "Well not biologically I just kind of adopted them! And you've met my son before!" America yelled back at Mexico. "Look guys I have to go." And he ran out through the same doors as his kids. The nations looked thoughtful as they processed the information. Fifty kids!
"vell, this defiantly a problem ve should not ignore. I say a small group of us should go to America's house and meet these kids." Said Germany. If only they could see what was waiting for them.