Authors notes: I used Ottawa for Canada's capital, i looked it up and i saw Toranto as well but I chose Ottawa. Rome is meant to represent both Italy's but in this story she represents only Nothern Italy
"Yo Washington!" America yelled causing Washington to growl angrily. He hated being interrupted by America, especially when he was reading. America entered his room "What's up!"
"Shut up" he growled grabbing the front of his raven colored hair. "Dude, you have a capital meeting"
"I know" he hissed on the verge of telling America off. If he knew something he hated people reminding him about it. It was a huge pet peeve of his. America smiled "Glad you remembered and it's in 3 hours"
"I KNOW!" he yelled slamming his book. America laughed "Dude, take a chill pill" Washington growled loudly to warn America but he didn't take the hint. "So any ways feel free to write me a report of what happens. Later" he then left happily whistling to himself
"I hate him" Washington said to no one as he got dressed so leave. He put on his gray business suit with a dark blue tie to compliment his neatly combed black hair. "Thank God I don't have the stupid ahoge and wear glasses like that idiot does" he said admiring himself in the mirror. His blue eyes reminded him of America's though they were darker so he always looked it over. He fixed his short hair; it barely came up to the nape of his neck. He hated long hair unlike America.
He smiled happy at his appearance and readied his briefcase with the papers he would need. America passed by his room and smiled "Maybe Moscow will give you a snow globe" Washington blushed "Shut the hell up Alfred!" he exclaimed slamming his briefcase shut. America laughed and kept walking on.
Ever since America had found his letter to Moscow, saying how he admired him and how strong he was, he never let him down about it. He was constantly teasing him about his 'crush' as America dubbed it. Washington turned red. It wasn't like he was in love with Moscow; the guy just had this something that Washington admired. And he was in no way going to give Moscow the letter though he wondered if he'd return his admiration.
He shook his and let his face return to normal. "No time to focus on that Washington" he told himself quickly leaving his room
He finally arrived at the meeting building. It was almost like where the World Summit but it was less intimidating. He walked up to the building saying hi to some states walking around until he made it to his room.
He heard a girl's voice talking to a boy and he sighed. She was here, wonderful. He opened the door "Good Afternoon London and Paris" the duo turned to him. Paris, who had long blonde hair tied back in a loose bun, wearing a flowing pink dress with dark purple eyes, smiled happily. Washington always wondered why she dressed so damn fancy for a meeting; the dress looked like a prom dress.
"DC!" she ran at him and practically knocked him down as she hugged him "You look so handsome in the suit" she then whispered in his ear "I want to tear it up" Washington sighed and pushed her away "I'm not in the mood Paris" Paris pouted then turned on her flirt mode.
"Oh come on DC"
"I told you not to call me that. It's Washington" she smiled "Washington, you don't have time for a cutie like me?" she twirled her dress and he had to admit she looked good in it but he'd never tell her. "I don't" she frowned then smiled "I see" she held him tightly "You want to wait till after the meeting huh?"
"Get off him Paris, you know he's not interested" the brunette boy said. He had on dark hunter green military outfit with black combat boots and thick eyebrows though not as thick as his country of England along with the same matching eye color and his hair was combed neatly parting in the middle.
"Thank you London" Washington said happily. London nodded "No prob Washington" Paris glared at him "Shut up London! Washington is just being cool about his love for me" Washington rolled his eyes. Paris has it bad for him. He constantly turned her down but being the capital of France she believed love would prevail. He didn't hate her but she was very annoying not as bad as America but up there.
"I see the action has already started" Moscow said entering the room. Washington swallowed nervousness taking over. Moscow was a white haired boy with short hair just like Washington though he kept it messy. He felt there was no point in keeping it neat in a windy country. He wore a long black trench coat over a gray turtle neck and black pants and black snow boots with a white scarf wrapped around his neck. His eyes were a deep blue yet had a hint of purple in them when he was in the sun
"It's nice to see everyone so lively" he said in his calm voice. Washington nodded "H-Hello Moscow" Moscow smiled at Washington then frowned when he saw Paris was still hugging him. "You should release him Paris, you are going to ruin his clean pressed suit" Paris growled "Make me snow boy"
Moscow's eye twitched but he smiled "Someday Paris. Someday" he then walked up to them and removed Paris from him "But for now this will have to do" Washington blushed as Moscow arm rubbed against his.
Dammit he hated it when he got like this. Paris noticed it and fumed angrily. A sigh came from the door as two Asian capitals came in. One was Tokyo, who had jet black hair tied back in a skinny short pony tail and deep dark brown eyes, and was wearing a blue kimono. The other, Beijing, had the same colored hair and eyes as his country of China though he let his long hair flow freely. He constantly got mistaken for a girl but his deep voice was a dead giveaway. His outfit was almost like China's but it was a dark purple instead of red with dark blue pants underneath unlike black and his shoes were black.
"How unprofessional" Beijing said angrily. Tokyo smiled "I think it's nice to have some fun in these meetings" he said in a shy timid voice. He was soft spoken just like Japan was
"Rome, we're not in a hurry" a voice yelled as two girls entered the room. The one pulling the other girl was a red haired girl who had her hair tied back in a ponytail and was wearing a blue summer's dress with matching shoes. Her bright blue eyes showed excitement and eagerness The one behind her was a blonde girl, who had her blonde hair long and flowing like Beijing and her dress was very vintage looking in pink and black with black dress shoes and her purple eyes showed fear and anger
"Rome you have to stop dragging Ottawa around" Moscow said sternly. Rome stopped in her run and Ottawa slammed into her back and fell on her butt behind her. "Oww" she yelped. Rome turned around and looked down at Ottawa
"You should be more careful" Ottawa glared "I was careful! But you had to pull me here!" London sighed and got up and helped Ottawa up. "Thank you London" London smiled "You're welcome"
"So everybody's here? Good" a boy's voice rang out as he entered. He had blonde hair that fell over his blue eyes and was tied back in a low ponytail. He wore a dark brown bomber jacket, over a plain light blue shirt with jeans and black combat boots
"Berlin! Hi!" Rome said happily as she jogged up to him. Washington cleared his throat. "I say we begin the meeting of the capitals"