A/N: so, I was looking at Hetalia crossover fics, and I got an idea. What if someone wrote a fix where we look into the nations' minds? Not very original, but a fun thought nevertheless.

EDIT: I changed some things, as it's been awhile since I wrote this chapter. I hope you consider this an improvement.

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Chapter 1: England

"This," a thick-browned Anger muttered, "is incredibly stupid."

On the screen overhead, Germany was presenting a detailed PowerPoint about trade agreements. Or something. They had all stopped listening a long time ago.

"Didn't we go over this yesterday?" Sadness moaned in response from his position facedown on the control board.

"I wasn't listening then, either," said Disgust.

"What are you doing? We need to focus on the presentation because what if a situation that requires this information emerges in the future and we aren't prepared to handle it because we didn't listen?" screeched Fear, waving his arms in a manner not unlike a bird attempting to take off.

"Shut the bloody hell up," Anger didn't bother lacing the command with any of his usual nastiness, and instead opted to squirm until he was upside-down in his chair. He didn't even flinch when an alarm began to wail incessantly, resonating through Headquarters with a shrill echo.

"Frog alert!" Fear squeaked, cowering under the control panel. Anger rolled his eyes.

"I'll deal with him." The screen shifted to show France poking England with a pen, clearly as enthusiastic about Germany's presentation as everyone else. Anger pressed a few buttons.

England batted the pen away.

"Stop being a prat, I'm trying to focus!" He hissed. France, unaware of the lie, huffed.

"But, Angleterre! I'm bored!" He whined, resuming his attack on England's arm.

"Typical," Anger scoffed.

"So am I, so shut up! The longer we talk, the more likely he is to notice, and the MORE time we have to spend here!"

"That logic is stupid! My thinking is superior to yours." France pouted, clearly egging him on. Anger raised his (really thick) eyebrows.

"Really, now?" He murmured, pushing buttons all over the control panel.

"Is that a challenge?" England raised his voice in a blatant attempt to attract more attention.

"Did it not get into your tiny little brain?" Anger smirked.

"Let's play along. It's better than listening to another speech."

England turned to France.

"You are an ARSE!" He shouted, slapping the unfortunate nation in the face.

"England! France! Cease this activity at once!" Germany's shouts fell on deaf ears.

"Sweet, comedy break!" America pulled out his phone and began snapping pictures of the fight.

"America, help me make them stop!" shouted Canada, pulling France's leg pathetically.

"Never! I wanna see England win!" America cackled, capturing a well-placed kick to be the aforementioned nation's cranium.

"That's my boy!" Joy squealed.

France paused to glare at America.

"Quoi?!" Canada dropped the leg with a grin.

"Oh, really? What if you were wrong?" America raised an eyebrow.

"Twenty bucks, American money. Get ready to lose!" Joy giggled.

"I knew I raised him right! I knew it!"

"Shut up and let me concentrate!" Anger shouted, hands flying across the control board.

"VERDAMMT! FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS HOLY, SHUT UP!"

The nations immediately ceased all activity to collectively stare at a red-faced, panting Germany.

"We have guidelines in place for this sort of thing. If you don't stop, I'm going to have to ask you to leave my meeting!" Seeing the reactions of everyone in the room, he calmed slightly and sat down.

"Yeah, you guys should TOTALLY behave at a meeting!"

"America, shut up. I saw you."

"Aw, that was fun to watch." Russia frowned childishly.

"Just leave, all of you," Germany said, massaging his temples. This prompted cheers and hoots as nations flooded out the doors.

Joy turned to Disgust.

"America would have won the bet." The other emotions nodded in agreement.

A/N: I know it's a bit immature, but it's still fun to write! Review if you liked it!