A/N first of all… This is my first story EVER!

It's based around an OC I Created named Jess who has recently been hired as an assistant/organiser/helper for the world conferences.

Declaimer: I do not own Hetalia or any of the characters [except Jess ;D]

"Now, I shall remind you vat it is England's turn to bring the snacks for the next meeting." Germany announced with a hint of displeasure in his voice.

A collective groan emitted from everyone but England and the oh so blissfully unaware newbie, Jess. England crossed his arms, pouted and mumbled angrily "what's so bad about my cooking".

"DUDE, We can't let another innocent being fall victim to his cooking!" America loudly stated, pointing to England when he emphasised the word 'his'.

Germany sighed "Vell if you don't want England to cook then who shall?"

"Ve~ How about we let-a Jess make the snacks?" said Italy cheerfully.

"Hells yeah! It can be an initiation into joining to the group!" America cheered.

"Zat wouldn't be too 'ard since she just 'as to be a better cook than Angleterre~" France said while trying to wrap his arm around Jess. England was too upset to react to Frances insults and tried to ignore the other around him. Jess dodged France's arm and walked towards Italy and Germany.

"If you do not wish to-" Germany was cut off.

"It's fine, I don't mind making the snacks for the next meeting" Jess said.

"Now that that is all sorted out, meeting adjourned" Germany announced.

Everyone got out of their seats and zoomed out of the meeting room as fast as they could. Jess was standing there, amazed at how fast everyone left, when she noticed England still in his seat sulking and mumbling something about his cooking being 'not that bad'.

"Hey England" Jess called out.

"What?" England replied.

"How about I show that other nations that English food can actually be delicious?" said Jess, a mischievous grin forming on her face.

"Huh?" England looked at her quizzically "What do you mean by that"

"You'll see~" Jess giggled as she skipped out of the room while a very befuddled England stared at like she was a mad man (or mad 'woman' so to speak).

~oO0Oo~ A month later ~oO0Oo~

It was the next meeting and everyone was excitedly waiting for Jess to bring in the snacks. England was curious as to what she meant by 'showing the nations that English food was delicious'. The door swung open and everyone stared as Jess came in carrying a large plate with golden brown, almost ball shaped things piled up like a pyramid on it.

"Ve~ Jess, what are those?" Italy asked.

"I don't know what they are dude but I'm starving!" America said as he grabbed one and stuffed it in his mouth.

"Mmmh hm aaar hmmhmhmmp".

Almost everyone said "huh?" or "what?".

America swallowed and repeated "dude, this is delicious!"

After that, they all started chowing down on the unknown treat. Germany took a bite out of one then asked "What are these things called"

Jess' face formed into smile that was eerily similar to Russia's and said "They are called pumpkin scones".

Everyone gasped and then there was a long silence. The only thing that could be heard was England, he was… laughing? Once he calmed down, he walked over and patted Jess on the back.

"So that's what you meant last meeting when you said you'd show the nations how good English food is"

Please tell me what you though of my first fan-fiction.

Reviews and critique are welcomed and loved. ;D