Meetings usually start off with England getting there first. Then Germany, Italy and Japan would arrive shortly after. Then every other nation would show up. Of course America would arrive just barely in time shouting something along the lines of 'I had to be the hero, dude!' However today wasn't one of those days. America was about 2 hours late to the meeting -which isn't like him at all-.
"Is anybody else absent except for America?" Germany asked annoyed by the younger nation's antics.
"Denmark isn't here either." Norway added this new piece of information. Everybody in the room face-palmed. It was a VERY widely known fact that Denmark and America were in relationship. The whole world knew for goodness sakes! England was about to make a witty comment until the door was slammed open and an angry Dane and American stormed in together.
"I don't know what happened, Denmark." the American glared.
" Ja, you do, America!" Denmark wasn't going to take this innocent crap!
"Don't call me America! You only do that when you angry or disappointed!"
"Because I am. Alfred, please just tell me the truth." Denmark lowered his tone.
"B-but you'll get mad!" Alfred threw himself into the nearest empty chair.
"Skat, please tell me the truth." Denmark crouched in front of Alfred.
" Do you promise?" Alfred asked looking through his fingers.
"Ja, I promise." Denmark took one of the blonde's hands in his. Everybody in the meeting room leaned forward in their chair.
"What happened?"
"Is America-San okay?"
"Bloody wankers, making a scene!"
"Was Alfred caught cheating?" were some of the thoughts filling their heads.
"Fine, it's true, I did it!" The American shouted.
"Say it in a full sentence."
"What did you just say! Was that not enough for you?" the nerve of that Dane.
"Say it in a full sentence. Stating that problem and such."
"Fine! I'm really sorry Mathias for..."
"For what, Alfred?"
"I'm sorry for and admit to eating your last chocolate pudding cup, Denmark!" Alfred felt a pair of lips pressed to his forehead.
"Was that so hard, Alfie?" Mathias asked hugging him.
"Yes, it was." The nations were pretty much falling out of their seats or face-palming again for getting involved in this stupid argument.
"Hey, Denny?"
"Ja?"
"Why couldn't you just eat the vanilla kind?"
"Simple, I hate the vanilla flavored ones."
"You butt!"
Punctuation. YOU ARE MY KRYPTONITE! I seriously suck at punctuation and it shows. I could have edited this forever but alas I forced myself to post it. At the end I always imagine America with the 'THIS IS THE END' face. Okay time to go. I hoped you liked this and all.