Prologue
"Why?.. dammit America, why?"
"Because.. I want my freedom Britain."
*Suddenly opens eyes* "It was that dream again." I mumbled while staring out my window into the glistening grass sparkling with the morning dew. It has been quite a while since that happened, so why have I been having this dream? After the American Revolution I rarely made contact with him, unless it was an order from my boss. I had felt betrayed during that time. Nowadays our relationship has become much better. I can now look at him without feeling a mixture of anger and anguish. Even speak to him normally as a friend. I glance at my calendar while getting dressed. *Sigh* "one more week, hmm?"
Chapter 1: The Gathering
(UK POV)
*One week later.*
The day has arrived for the annual world meeting where every country is required to attend. The Host country is Russia. Everyone had arrived and were sitting in their designated seats chatting amongst each other.
I noticed one person was missing, the loudest of all the countries ...Amer*BAM!* the doors opened revealing the missing attendee of this conference."Hahahaha, sorry *MUNCH*..I'm* MUNCH*..late *GULP*,now we can start this thing since the HERO has arrived!"
"What the BLOODY HELL America! You can't arrive whenever the hell you want, you git!" I yelled. I find it rude to those who got here on time.
"ENOUGH! Let's start this meeting," Germany said strictly," We'll each take turns to speak about the current situation in our country".
The meeting went pretty well with the exception of the few arguments between America, that frog France, and I. Everyone left the conference room one by one saying their farewells.
I took my time departing; I don't see why everyone cleared out so fast. Then I noticed someone else still in the room other than me. It was Russia. When he noticed that I had looked in his direction he just smiled and started walking toward me.
"Priviet England," he said smiling, "Are you busy today?"
"Hello Russia," I politely replied," and no, I haven't anything to do except go back to my hotel room. Did you need anything?"
"I did not need anything. I was only wondering if you wanted to hang out." answered the Russian shyly. I was surprised at the request he had made. I didn't expect him, out of all people to ask me to hang out.
" I'd love to, I just need to get changed" I replied. His face lit up with what seemed to be joy. "Then I shall come get you in an hour, Da?" I nodded and rushed to go get ready. It was always exhilarating for me to get to know other countries, though I've heard some very UNIQUE things about Russia some of which would make you wide-eyed just hearing about it. After an hour there was a sudden *KNOCK, Knock*. While going to answer the door I thought 'Well, too late to change my mind'.
(Russia POV)
I can't believe he actually accepted! This is the 1st time ANYONE has EVER said yes to my invitation. Everyone usually says, 'sorry but I'm busy' or 'I already have plans'.
The most annoying response was from that dumbass America," HAHAHA why would i hang out with YOU, you commi. Communists like you are the bad guys and Heroes DON'T hang out with the villains unless it's to kick their ass with justice!" Yes, I know my country is communist no need to remind me. He could have just said no, or at least lied to me since I'm accustomed to it.
So then after the meeting was over, I noticed that Britain and I were the only ones left in the room. The voice inside my head suggested, ' WhY noT AsK hiM?' I thought 'what the heck, the worse that could happen is that he rejects my offer right?' You can imagine how happy I felt hearing his answer. At the same time I was surprised.
And that is how I am now standing in front of England's hotel room door trying to swallow my worries about the many ways this could possibly fail and ruin my one chance to build a good relationship with him. I take a deep breath and extend my hand to the door. *KNOCK, Knock*
