Alright! I usually like to have a story finished before I start posting chapters to minimize the wait, but people have been looking forward to this, so I'm posting the prologue so that I can give those people SOMETHING.
That said, welcome to Capital Offense! I actually started this right after Separation, but then I didn't like it and started rewriting everything but the prologue.
Hope you enjoy! Also, I put up a oneshot about my OC for Washington D.C., as well as a little oneshot/drabble that has ParisXLondon fluff. And I'm beta reading a story called Forgotten Again! Dude What's Wrong?, by Quinn Fiberoptic. I suggest you check it out, along with Ask the Capitals.
Disclaimer: Hetalia-Axis Powers and NCIS belong to their respective owners.
Another Capital Meeting was just about to get underway. G.W. Jones stood at the head of the conference table, taking attendance.
"…and judging by the amount of hate and tension in the air, I'm assuming Athens and Ankara are here." he said, glancing up from the list briefly. Sure enough, Iris Karpusi and Leyla Adnan were glaring at each other (thankfully, it was from opposite ends of the table).
"…Berlin."
"Here!" Ingrid and Hans Beillschmidt chorused. Everyone quickly covered their ears in preparation for a loud, shrill "KAWAII!"
"You know what?" G.W. said. "I say we forget about the alphabet and put Tokyo after Berlin, since we know she's here after they're called." Sakura Honda stuck out her tongue at him as he continued. "…Bern."
"I am here," Bernie Zwingli said shortly. "As is Vaduz." Next to him, little Liesl Zwingli clutched at his hand.
"Another case where the alphabet should be ignored…"
After G.W. had gone through the (long) attendance list, he clapped his hands and grinned. "Well everyone, welcome to Washington D.C. for yet another meeting! Did you guys get here okay?"
"Bruder's guns got confiscated in the airport." Liesl said softly.
"Huh? Dude, I thought you had special clearance."
"Not to start shooting at Papa in the middle of the airport." Pierre Bonnefoy said.
"Vati does it all the time," Bernie defended.
"After he does something!"
"Alright, enough!" G.W. interjected. "Pierre, we all know your dad was probably going to do something sooner or later. Bernie, I'll get your guns back after the meeting-"
BANG!
A gunshot sounded outside the doors to the conference room, eliciting a "Kyah!" from Sakura. More followed it before the doors burst open.
"Nobody move!"
*Cue NCIS theme*
Okay, that's it for the prologue. If it seems like G.W. skipped some names in roll call…just pretend he read them, okay?
Please review!
Translations:
Kawaii-cute
Bruder-brother
Vati-dad