Casually, I walked down the hallway to the World Meeting. God, this wouldn't be fun- at all. Everyone always fought, Germany yelled, and France was perverted as always. But who I really despised was Prussia. That damned idiot always thought he was higher than me; thankfully big sister Hungary always defends me against him, which is always good. Anyways, I was never really noticed at World Meetings, since this was only my second meeting. I couldn't wait to see Canada and Italy and all my other friends.
"Are you done daydreaming yet, Serbia?" a prod in the side snapped me from my thoughts, and I turned to see Big Sister Hungary. "O-Oh! Yes, Big sissy!" I smiled timidly, poking my head into the World Meetings room. Nobody was there. "YES!" I cried, diving towards the chalk board. I did a little dance. Being the first one meant I could be the one drawing us in cute little chibi forms. Squee!
Suddenly, footsteps were approaching and I snapped my head to the side at my sister's cry of joy. "Norway! Austria! Hello, guys." I stared at Austria with a piercing glare, narrowing my eyes into slits. Mr. Piano only tilted his head. That dude better not hurt big sissy. Only then did I realized Norway looking at me quizzically. My eyes widened into huge icy blue buttons. "BIG BROTHER!" I screeched, leaping into the air and successfully wrapping my arms around the man who I considered my big brother. A beat red blush spread across his cheeks as more members filed in. France snickered. "Vay pretty little girl." He purred as Norway peeled me off of him.
Hungary already had her frying pan raised. I glanced at her and gave the slightest shake of my head, so she lowered her frying pan. The room was quiet. This was just about the time where Hungary would be yelling at France about being a perverted rapist. I glanced to the side to see most of the countries there; everyone but Iceland, who I hadn't really met yet. An evil idea formed in my head and I gave my sexiest smirk, flipping my long brown hair over my shoulder. "Puh-lease, I'm to good for you." I swear on the bible, even Japan's jaw dropped. Everyone just stared at me in horror or surprise (I couldn't tell) at the respond in flirting. France regained his composure after a moment of stunned silence on his part.
"Oh my dear, vhat do you mean? I verfect vor you!" he rubbed under my chin as if I was a lost kitten who was wailing for attention. And that was the breaking point. SMACK!
And another stunned silence filled the room as I smacked Francis. Hard. And then without thinking, I happily kneed him in the crotch- where he collapsed in pain- and plopped myself down next to the giggling Finland. I kicked up my feet on the table, showing off my heels and glared around. "Are we starting this meeting or are you all gonna stare at me?" I threatened, peering around for a specific person. Got 'em! "ITALLYYYYYYY!" I stood on my chair and jumped across the table, tackling petrified Italy in a huge bear hug.
"Serbiaaa!" Italy cried happily, as we both stood and hugged each other as if one had just been revived from the dead. Everyone was in stunned silence once again at my sudden mood swing. Well, that was just my personality. I didn't focus on things very long. So duh. "DUDES THIS CHICK IS AWESOME!" a cry from America voiced from the head chair, pumping his fist in the air quickly. I smiled at him and walked calmly back to my spot next to Finland. And the meeting began.