"Hey. Hey! HEY!" "ROMANIA! SHUT! UP! AY!" I shouted at the nation, slamming my fist upside his head, he smirked, laughing as he clutched his head. I sighed heavily, starting to chuckle at my long-time friend, the Soviet times had taught us to lean on and joke with one another, "Do you ever get tired of being random around the meetings?" the strawberry-blonde nation flashed a mischevious smirk in my direction, "aș." he quipped, yawning slightly, "Crap, 'didn't get much sleep last night, oi!" he stood up, attempting to stretch, popping some joints out of a tiring position in the process. He groaned, slumping back down.
Then Russia walked into the meeting hall.
"Hey, Ivan!" I barked, still leaning in my chair, boot-clad feet still on the table, the large nation turned and seemed to perk up at my voice, a childish smile lighting his features, "Dobroye utro, Bolgariya, Rumyniya!" Romania glanced at Ivan, giving him a half wave-salute with his left hand, "What's up with you, Rusia?" Romania tilted his head like an animal, a curious and animalistic look in his eyes as they narrowed, his hand under his chin as if he was deep in thought or curiousity, as the bigger nation attempted to tell us, Rumŭniya began to hum to himself, "Alo, alo..Vrei sa pleci dar nu ma nu ma yei.." I smacked him upside the head again.
"Ne ochenʹ," the tall nation sighed sadly, his violet eyes mixed with sadness and somewhat malice, and just then, a younger nation showed up across the table, what's-his-name..Sea-Island or whatever, "Hey! Soviets! What are you doing?" I sighed angrily, losing my patience, I was ready to slam my fist on the table, but my friend beat me to it, his red eyes practically glowing with bloodlust, he barked, "Listen, you insolent child, you need to quit deranjează alte națiuni pentru binele vostru stupid propriul!" he snarled as Russia trapped him in a headlock, whispering to the shorter country in Russian, we were something of familiar with Ivan's language, but the demonic-esque country won the struggle, shoving Ivan off, his eyes flashing in anger as America laughed, he glared at the former British colony, I barely caught Sadiq chuckling from where he sat by Gupta and Heracles, Gupta was being silent as usual, but I couldn't help but see one of those smiles he wore when he was being entertained, he looked at me with his bright green eyes and smirked even more, he stood up and walked over, Heracles stood as well and trotted behind him, "It is quite funny to see the micronation get what is coming to him, yes?" he chuckled softly as he examined Wy and New Zealand trying to pry Sealand out of Romania's bloodthirsty claws.
"I'm going to slaughter you, rip your guts out, shove your organs down your throat and do it again!" I laughed, same Romania.