A short fic to keep you all entertained. Remember: Himaruya owns Hetalia. I own this story.
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It was a day like any other. Especially when it came to the growing chaos within the meeting hall.
Germany's headache was growing exponentially as the fighting between the three stooges kept growing. No, it wasn't the Bad Touch Trio this time . . . though one of them had a hand in it.
France, England, and America were fighting with each other. Again. What about? Germany couldn't tell, honestly. And why should it matter? Those three should be mature enough to not fight in the middle of a meeting. Even if it was a small one. Even if it was "only" a G8 meeting. Especially if it was this one.
He tried to drown it out with his own thoughts.
Calm down, Deutschland.
"You twit! Who are you calling short?!"
You can do this Germany.
"More like the Black Sheep of Europe! Ohonhonhon!"
Just do what you're therapist said.
"Ha! Dude, he so told you!"
If you can manage your own country, you can manage your own anger.
"At least I'm not fat, like you are!"
Just count down from ten.
"Fat! I'm not fat! I'm muscle!"
10.
"Oh, please, America. Even I know you eat too much McDonalds."
9.
"Hey!"
"Shut it, Frog! I wasn't talking to you"
8.
"How rude!"
7.
"You're the rude one! Trying to sneak a peak at anyone who is wearing a skirt!"
6.
"Why! I would never!"
"Ha! He's right France! You are pervy that way!"
5.
"Well at least I'm not like you two! Filled with sexual tension!"
4.
"I am not!"
"Never!"
"Oh please! Don't deny it!"
3.
"Shut it you wanker! Or I'll just have to show you what us Englishmen are like in battle!"
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"Just try, you little turd!"
"JUST SHUT UP YOU THREE!" Germany shouted, standing up in the process.
Not one of them heard him, as they all got into a fist fight with each other.
Germany had had enough. He stood up, grabbed the two Europeans by the collars – ripping them apart from fighting each other – and threw them out of the opened door. America, who holding onto England as he beat him in the gut, also ended up in the hallway. Germany shut the door and locked it, sighing.
As he walked back to his seat, he heard Japan say, "You did better this time Germany. Usually it takes only miliseconds for you to yell."
Germany sighed again, "Danke. I owe you one, Japan."
Japan's lips formed a small smile, "Maybe we can meet in my office after this meeting for another session."
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Funny thing is, I was trying to write a serious story (to come out later) when this just wrote itself. Lol for wrong beginnings turning into a nice story.
Also, please visit my story, Don't Enter: s/9450591/1/Don-t-Enter