A teenage girl stood outside of the UN building. Or rather she floated. That's right. She hovered outside the window of a full board room, smirking with pleasure at the people inside.
Her attire was mostly pink. Pink ballerina skirt, pink t-shirt, pink hair, pink socks. She held a pink bow, and a pink quiver full of seemingly deadly arrows.
She leaned on her bow, her eyebrows raised as she watched the happenings inside the board room. Inside multiple people shrieked, screamed and shouted at each other. Objects were flying around the room at inhuman speeds. She could barely make out the conversation(s?) going on.
"PASTA!"
"ITALY! Pay attention or-"
"Hey! Don't talk to my baby brother potato bastard!"
"Lovi, you're all red like a tomato!"
"Hey Iggy! *Slurp* How's it *chomp* going?"
"Don't call me Iggy you bloody wanker!"
"Oh hon hon hon. Sexual tension, Non?"
"SHUT UP FROG!"
"Yao-Yao will become one with Mother Russia, Da?"
"No, aru!"
"Uh, does anyone want some maple syrup?"
"Hey birdie! His awesomeness wants some!"
"I agree with America-san"
"Zzzzzzzzzz"
She whipped her head back and laughed. Her pink eyes sparkled with newfound joy.
"They think they can run from me, huh?" She murmured. "No one can run from Cupid.
With those words still in the air, she lowered herself to the ground and walked inside the building.
Authors Note: I actually know what to do with this fanfiction so I will actually post chapters. Yay!