Title: Nation I
Rating: K+
Character(s)/Pairing(s): England centric. Hinted USUK, Spamano, GerIta, FrCan, DenNor.
Onesided: Rochu, KoreaxChina, BelarusxRussia, ChinaxJapan
Summary: England stating the usual facts happening at world meetings.
Author's Note:This is the first chapter of Short Iggy Stories, how I call it affectionately. Official and Original AUs will also appear and some may repeat itself. In general, there's not only one shipping, but America surely likes to show up! The Nation stories refers to our dear known rainy nation.
Disclaimer: I don't own this series in any way.
How infuriating. Another useless world meeting. So thought the English nation while sipping his tea. The meetings were always the same: chaotic, confusing and useless. He could easily predict how each nation would react. For instance, he would be angrily drinking tea and making sarcastic remarks for the stupid ideas which we almost always from the loud and obnoxious nation called America. The self proclaimed hero would then insult either his cooking or his culture and the two would enter in yet another stupid fight. The perverted France would either side along with one of them on the fight or just watch amusedly while talking to - who? - Canada, the one previously chatting with Cuba. The South American nations would be in their group discussing most probably football - the English way - with Mexico chatting between their group and the Central American one.
As always, there would be tight groups of nations such as the African and Nordics, who would mostly talk with each other. Denmark would get hit nearly as constantly as Prussia and England wouldn't care either way, even if they proclaimed themselves The Fail Brothers Trio, which England tried desperately to deny having any participation. The Baltic nations, while shaking vehemently, would still seat close to Russia - followed by the shadow of Belarus - who was trying to get China's attention from the Asian nations group, with Korea being loud as usual. Save for Japan, who would always sit close to America and agree to everything the git said.
Meanwhile the Italian twins would be loud as usual. One frequently sobbing and talking - for the millionth time - about pasta and the other cursing, followed by that idiot spaniard. Germany would be the only one trying to assert order into the meeting followed by Swirtzerland with a gun in his hand. After a few shots everyone would - finally - be quiet.
Of course, peace is always short. Soon someone - in this case the same obnoxious American git - would start shouting and chaos would come again. Currently, I'm trying to choke said git after the - very untruthful - statement that my cooking sucks.
Really, is it ever going to be peaceful enough? How infuriating.
Author's Note:Ah, poor Iggy, always suffering at the world meetings... Although he isn't quite the victim, per say. If you have ideas for new chapters, comment! I might do it :)
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