Author's Note: This is my first fanfiction on this site, but PLEASE be brutal. We're all here to improve, aren't we? It's an APH pairing fic, between Iceland and Belgium. Yes, I know the pairing seems a little random, but I got the idea from my history teacher. He said "The only sane European countries are Iceland and Belgium!" So in a way, he inspired me to ship two countries that appear to be sane but are really not. (Read either's histories, they're tearjerkers. Especially Belgium's.) But I talk too much. Without further ado, here's the story:

On a seemingly average autumn day in London, a World Meeting was about to commence. It was becoming routine now to let someone else host every week, that way there wouldn't be any debates over favoritism. Still, that did little to ease the tension between the countries that simply couldn't afford to host, so they often just hosted them in London or Geneva by default. This time, the reunion had to be postponed for a while, since a lot had trouble even getting there. Finally, England just decided to mail them maps to the building. Then he realized they didn't know that people drove on the left side in the United Kingdom, causing a traffic jam. Finally, he paid some people to go get them, expecting no further difficulties. Things were never that easy for England.

Somehow, Austria STILL managed to get lost, so some nations decided to form small groups and meet there. Luckily, no further altercations occurred, and everyone managed to get there in one piece.

Once there, they all gathered around the table and waited for the others. Some, like Spain and Portugal, hung around the corner and drank some coffee. Others, such as the Nordics, had already organized their things and sat down in their assigned seats. In the back, some nations were talking and fighting amongst themselves while waiting for the meeting to commence. Some were even already having heated debates over the most important of things, such as what's REALLY in hot dogs and the meaning of little things, like freedom or democracy. Suddenly, everyone stopped talking when they saw England opening his briefcase. He had a stoic expression on his face, and a gleam of determination in his eyes. It was quite the odd combination, but a necessary one if he expected the other nations to give him their full attention. To be honest, he considered even kindergarteners to be more attentive.

"Alright, we're today we are going to discuss some important matters concerning the economical problems most of us are facing. I expect silence while I explain these matters." England said in a calm tone as he stood up and started writing on the chalkboard. While his back was turned, everyone else took advantage of the opportunity and started talking again.

Near him, Belgium sat impatiently, waiting for the perfect moment to arrive. She had been planning this for a while, but she When she saw England turned around, she knew it was the perfect chance to talk to Iceland about her offer.

"Hey, hey! Pssst." She whispered to him. He was sitting a couple of seats away from her, so she had to be a bit louder. "PSSST!" She had to be loud, with all the conversations occurring at the same time, her voice seemed to get lost in the room.

He looked around, expecting it to have come from Denmark, but he looked to be knocked out cold. "What?" He asked snappily before he spotted the source.

"It's me! Belgium. I have something to ask you." She said without hushing her voice to speak to him. Before he could answer back, they were interrupted by England's angry shouting.

"WOULD YOU TWO OVER THERE STOP TALKING! CAN YOU AT LEAST STAY QUIET WHILE I SPEAK!" The Brit screamed at the top of his lungs at them. "DOES ANYONE IN THIS ROOM KNOW THE MEANING OF THE WORD SILENCE!"

Belgium made a mocking face, before opening the book in front of her and ripping off a page. After taking Greece's pen, she started frantically writing something on it. When she finished, she made a little paper airplane and sent it to him. Iceland sighed and opened the note. In a small and orderly lettering it read:

"Hey, wanna join my club?"

Iceland sighed and grabbed Finland's pencil. Belgium watched him closely as he wrote his answer. Once he finished, he sent the airplane back. Belgium opened the note with a ecstatic smile across her face, before realizing what he wrote back. A short and succinct "no" was the only thing written under her question. Making a disillusioned expression, she wrote him something else and sent it to him. Iceland made an exasperated grunt as he read her note.

"You don't even know what it's about."

He looked at her directly from across the table and narrowed his eyes. She smiled at him and waved, before gesturing towards another paper plane that fell near the nation next to him.

"Wanna join the European Union?" The note read. At the bottom, it had a bit torn out.

He took the note and scribbled over her lettering with a red pen he took from Denmark's hand. Once finished, he held up the paper. "No thanks." He then got hit in the face with another paper plane and sighed. It was from her again, and now it even had a little doodle of a kitten drawn.

"Please? :3" It said in small and tidy writing, it was obvious the piece came from the other paper.

Throwing away the paper, he looked at her directly and mouthed a firm no.

Belgium pouted and threw away her paper too. "Aww, why not?" She asked before England slammed his papers and suitcase on the table and yelled at everyone in the reunion.

"GODDAMN IT, IS ANYONE PAYING ANY BLOODY ATTENTION AT ALL TO WHAT I AM SAYING!" He screamed, possibly straining his throat.

Everyone in the room stopped suddenly, and stared for about five seconds, before returning to what they were doing, now even louder. England got red with anger, before calming down and sitting back in his seat. He banged his face on the table and started cursing in a low tone. It irked him when he had to host the reunions. He would spend the entire weekend planning his case, then everyone would just ignore him. After finishing, he stood up again and sighed.

"You know, what? Everyone can leave now, I give up…" He told everyone before taking his things and leaving.

Some of the others followed suit, while others lingered around and talked. Iceland, on the other hand, decided to just leave and head outside. Belgium followed him quickly, dashing after him as he made his way out to the nearby park.

A very special thanks to Leeky. Honestly, if it wasn't for you I would have never posted this. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. Don't worry, guys. I'll try not to add a lot of Author's Notes in the future. Expect the next two chapters to be far more long.