Hey everyone! Welcome to the sequel to PA, if you haven't read that first you might want to come back after you've read it. As always I'm looking forward to hearing your feedback and things you would like too see in the fic and if I make any mistakes regard to history, characterization, British culture, grammar or basic political science, Let me know! I'm not an expert of any sort and really need all the help I can get.
Just as a heads up, the chapters will be shorter this go around (about 1000 words a peice) but I am shooting for slightly more frequent updates.
In the depths of Westminster Arthur Kirkland straightened his tie. The front office was still empty. Abigail would start again next week after being off for almost two months. Which was good, he was beginning to miss the company. Most of all though, with what was coming today he needed any support he could get. He loosened his tie again, then untied the thing completely.
The whole world was on the edge of their seats, whether their timezone was traditionally awake at this point or not. Even Greece was up. Most of them were logged into a chat client Estonia had rigged up earlier that day, the usual amount of ranting and arguing going on in a failed effort to keep things normal. Even Frances normal barbs towards him were half hearted.
United States of America- meeting just started here guys.
République Française- it is too late to call it off then oui?
Preußen- JA! you fuckers are in the shit now!
Bundesrepublik Deutschland- Brother may I remind you that you promised to keep you use of foul language to a minimum? Also that you are still one of us and therefore also 'In the shit now.'
United States of America- LOL gilbert never change man
England rolled his eyes and turned to the tv in the corner of his office, retying his tie nervously. The BBC announcer had just cut to a scene at the United Nation's building in New York. Alfred was there, somewhere,and Ludwig. Arthur was supposed to fly in tomorrow, along with practically the whole of Europe and most of Asia, to deal with a press conference. The only one he was doing. Period.
Part of Abigail was thankful for the time off. Of course Thomas wasn't thrilled about being stuck on the couch almost the whole time and both of them were starting to drive each other crazy, but after the events of the last few months, it was nice to relax.
The other part of Abigail though, the one who had spent the months previous assisting the centuries old nation whose existence was about to become public. That part was freaking out.
Yes Arthur had promised that she would have a job when she came back. He had also promised that he would do his best to keep her identity private for as long as possible. But still, This was big. So big infact that Thomas and her had been sitting on the couch, glued to the television since the news had begun.
"And now we go live to United Nations Headquarters for a special announcement."
"It's starting!" Thomas cried, sitting up straight and hitting Abigail's leg like she wasn't watching the tv. Her leg hurt now, but she smiled anyway. Thomas had been speaking regularly since he got out of the hospital and she had missed his voice so much.
The scene transitioned to a man standing at a podium. Abigail recognized him vaguely, or rather she recognized the name scrolling across the bottom of the screen, Johannes Brunner, the current head of personification affairs. Eleanor, America's assistant, had mentioned him briefly in her email's. Standing behind him she saw two familiar faces, one with a wry grin and the other looking sternly ahead. America and Germany
"Good day everyone, My name is Johannes Brunner," He said in accented english, "I am here to inform you of a worldwide organization dedicated to the protection and care of Anthropomorphic Personifications of National groups and political states." There was hushed murmuring from the room, Johannes waited for them to quiet. America waved. "These persons have lived among us in private for many years, with few knowing of their existence. I implore not just you representatives but all citizens of all nations for your support in their transition to the public."
Thomas turned to Abigail.
"Do you think Mr. Kirkland will need extra help? I am free after school most days." He said. Abigail smiled, chuckling very slightly under her breath.
"I think we'll need all the help we can get."
A small contingent of people sat in a dark room, staring at the television, at the very speech that would be taking the world by storm. One of their members smirked.
Did the nations think that coming clean after all these centuries would truly stop those that wished to reveal the truth?
The chairman of the Revealers felt the eyes of his brotherhood upon him as he watched the incompetent Brunner discuss the various nations, from those newly established to those that were remnants of ancient empires.
"They have nothing to hide behind." He said, his voice projecting across the empty space, the others nodded.
"The public will soon lose any fondness towards them." One of the others said. The chairman nodded.
"And then we will remind them of their past crimes, and why they stayed hidden for all these years."
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