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All the countries were sitting the meeting room, well almost off of them. One country was missing, and they couldn't start without him.
"Where the bloody hell his that git?" Yelled England.
"I wish I knew Angleterre." France said.
"I wasn't asking you, ya bloody frog." England snapped.
"I'm getting worried about him. He's never late for a meeting. He usually wants to be the first one here. I hope he's not hurt." Italy said. "Do you think he's okay Germany?" He asked the blond beside him.
"I don't know Italy. I sure hope so." The German replied.
"I too am worried for the man." Japan said. Everyone agreed that they were worried about him.
"When he gets here, I'm going to chew him out. That bloody America is always doing something to be in the spotlight." England said.
About twenty minutes later, when everyone was about to go look for him, America came running into the room, dressed in military fatigues. "I'm so sorry I'm late. I got caught up doing something important." America quickly took his seat, and waited for the meeting to start, or finish if it had already started. "What?" He asked, when no one yelled at him for being late, and just stared at him "Is there something on my face." America turned to look at one of them mirrors on the wall. There wasn't anything on his face. "Why are you all staring at me? I thought we had a meeting to get to?" He said, turning back around.
"Where were you before you came here?" Russia asked.
"At a military base. Why?" America said.
"You're wearing military fatigues." China said. "Why?"
"I was training with some of the soldiers. They gave them to me. I was also visiting some of the soldiers that had just got back. I attend as many funerals as I can, but I wanted to meet some of the soldiers that made it back, and thank them in person for all they do for me. I wouldn't be the person I am, without them fighting for me." America said. Everyone was shocked by how serious he was being. He hadn't smiled since he had arrived. "What now?" He asked when they just kept staring at him. Everyone had noticed he had not smiled.
"You haven't smiled once since you got here, which is strange for you." Canada said. Everyone looked at him for a second, then back at the American.
"I haven't? I didn't notice." America said, smiling for the first time, making some people relax a bit knowing he was okay. "I'm really sorry for being late. I'm surprised no one is yelling at me for it."
"We're all surprised by you being late, wearing military fatigues, not smiling, and not wearing your bomber jacket." Germany said.
"You also have a gun clipped onto your waist." Switzerland said, making eveyone notice the gun on America's waist.
"Oh yeah. I left my jacket at the base, I need to get that when we're done, and the gun was another gift from the base I was at. I thought it was a strange gift, but I like it. It's been a while since I've carried a gun with me." America said.
"Okay then, let's get this meeting started already. Does anyone have anything they want to say first?" England said. Everyone was shocked when America didn't try and take over the meeting, or go first. "You have nothing to say America?" England asked.
"Nope." America said.
"Not even anything about heroes?" Romano asked.
"Nope." America answered again. England jumped up, and pressed his hand to America's forehead. "What are you doing Iggy?" America asked.
"Seeing if you have a fever. You don't seem to have one." England said, taking his hand away, and taking his seat again.
"I just don't have anything to say." America said.
After everyone got over their shock, the meeting went on. No one noticed the look on America's face. His smile was, once again, no longer on his face. He had heard a lot from the soldiers he had met that day, and it was still fresh in his mind. The life od a soldier, and their familes, was hard, and America had known that to begin with, having fought in many wars with the soldiers, but hearing about it from the soldiers made it seem even worse. He had had no family when he fought, and the other family he did have, he was fighting agaisnt at one point in time. Sighing, America listen to the meeting, and tried not to think about the soldiers, or their families. He then remembered that he had told the soldiers he would come to the funerals of some friends if theirs in a few days. He would be wearing the fatigues then too. Sighing again, he once more started listneing to England talking about something.
This is some random thing I thought up. I will be writing a sort of prequel to this, about America's visit to the military base, and maybe a sequel about when he goes to the funerals. Hope you enjoy.