Disclaimer: PR42AN: Hello, my name is Polandsrule42, and I collaborated with Gir'sdoomsongofdoom to write this fic. Any author's notes that start with PR42 are mine, any that don't, well, aren't. We are both well aware of the fact that there are other 334 ways to get kicked out of Wal-Mart fanfictions, and are not trying to copy ANYONE. So if you decide to complain about us coping someone, then please take into account that it was unintentional.
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It was a quiet meeting. Most likely because of the absence of a certain American nation. For once, it may have been possible to have a calm meeting…
"Dudes!"
Oh God. Help us, thought England. France thought the exact same thing next to him.
"I totally was looking online, and found an awesome thing to do!" America said, smiling.
"So that's where you were. I say, you blew off a meeting for your stupid Internet? I'm not saying you shouldn't go back though…" England said.
"Naw, but I know what we're gonna do today!" America exclaimed, smiling a huge grin.
"Oh God, help us," England and France said at the same time. England turned away in shame, but France sat there smiling like America.
With all of this going on, a particular young Sealaundic country was listening. After many attempts to get into the meetings, one involving a squished Canada and a dress-up, Sealand had stooped low-literally- enough to arrive early and listen from under the table. It was quite productive, actually. Wy was next to him, helping. So was Latvia, who Russia usually kept, locked up...?
Sealand leaned forward, to listen to what America was saying, wanting to know what he had found. Wy saw an eager look on the boy's face.
"So dudes!," America said, "I found this really awesome thing to do at Wal-mart!" He pulled up a list on the smart board at the end of the conference room. "We should totally do these guys! Who's with me?"
The nations read the list on the smart board. Some thought it was ridiculous. Some thought it was awesome. And some (meaning the Nation under the table) knew exactly what they had been waiting for, to be accepted as a Nation.
