Groaning softly, Alfred turned over to read the time on his clock. the clock read in dimly lit numbers 7:00am. Alfred sighed deeply and taking a moment to think. he really didn't want to go to this meeting today. Though he knew Arthur would have his ass if he missed another one. after some carful consideration he decided, "Fuck it, what's the worst that could happen..."
-Sometime Later-
"Ok everyone, I feel we should address the issue of Russia's invasion on-" Germany droned on as a sharp knock came at the meeting room door. the bored countries all looked up in near unison. Each staring curiously at the door wondering who was brave enough to interrupt their meeting. (who are they kidding, the countries were glad for whoever finally made Germany stop talking.)
"Delivery for a Alfred F. Jones." Said the delivery man. America who was asleep (as usual) jumped at sound of his name being called. "A package for me/" He said eyeing it with suspicion. He has been known to get some pretty "explosive' and Bright" packages before. Especially around his birthday for some odd reason... Anyways, he couldn't just leave his potential bomb waiting! he was the hero after all! After carefully retrieving his package America made his way back to his seat. only to stare at it, the color slowly draining from his cheery face. The countries, now very curious, stared at the young country and what could be in box that made the young nation so nervous. Britain was the first to speak up. "Well, are you going to open it or stare at it all day?" he said impatiently. looking up, America slowly returned to color and reality. After reading who was the one to send the package, he wasn't anxious to open the package. He thought for a minute, debating whether it was a good decision whether to open the box or not. After a few minutes, Alfred reluctantly began to open the box. pulling at the ribbon that held it shut, with every tug, he knew he was going to regret this decision..
the countries stared intensely as Alfred opened the box though, they weren't really prepared for what they saw next. inside, was a neatly folded schoolgirls uniform. Next, was a big heart shaped box filled with expensive looking chocolates. Last, attached to the chocolate's, was letter with the words, to my delicious Alfred, written neatly on top of it. Alfred couldn't help but turn a deep shade of red at the sight of the letter. He wanted to burn it and throw the ashes to the wind. Unfortunately, he learned the hard way what would happen if he did that. There's a reason why he had the Hostess factories closed down, he could never look at a Twinkie again...