Name: Juan Dela Cruz

Country: Philippines

Age: 18 / 113

Likes: (Too many to mention)

Dislikes: Corruption

This is going to be fun….

Spain had a worry look in his eyes. He was thinking about a country that had finally got a spot in the UN summit. "What's wrong mόn ami?". Spain turned to a certain Frenchman who sat beside a certain Prussian. "Oh nothing amigo!" he flashed them a smile and turned to the door. WHAT'S TAKING HIM SO LONG? He thought giving the door an impatient glare

The tan boy ran as fast as he could. Spain and America would kill him for being late. He was already sweating. Unfortunately for him, he was wearing a white shirt under his barong tagalong, which made him sweatier. He was dead. The meeting was suppose to start at 1:00. It was already 2:30. "Puta! Huli na ako!" (Fuck! I'm late!) He cursed. Hey, it wasn't his fault that he was late. He went to the airport, there was traffic, the tried to get to the building, traffic again. And now he was ten seconds away from the door.

Just when Germany thought that nothing could ruin the meeting BAM! There stood a tanned sweaty boy on the door way. "PHILIPPINES!" An angry, impatient Alfred. Phil. Was crouched down, knees slightly bent with one trembling hand on each knee. " Eh, Sorry I'm late" he said sheepishly. Spain jumped up and hugged the country, grabbing him by the neck, choking him. Yes it was a hug, two arms wrapped around the neck, not hands. Philippines' arm stretched out, his hand was trying to grab some air while the other one tried to pry Spain's arms off him. "YOUR CHOKING HIM YOU TOMATO BASTARD!" Romano shouted throwing a pen at Spain's head. It wasn't effective enough to stab the Spaniard's head but it was effective enough to hurt him, letting go of the Asian country, in which he grabbed the edge of the table to balance himself and exhaled a lot of air. He introduced himself found a seat next to Japan and the meeting went on. This is gonna be an insane day no one, in the entire world would ever forget

Philippines suddenly screamed. "What's wrong?" England asked. "Ha? Ah...Akala ko kasi kung sino, si Kuya Canada lang pala, hehehe, sorry."( Nothing, I thought it was something else, it was only Big brother Canada" Philip apologized, earning a strange glance from the others, "Bakit?" (Why?) "We didn't seem to catch that-aru".

"Ang ano?" (What?) Philip blinked his eyes innocently. "It's nothing-aru" China sighed. "AH! OO NGA PALA!" Philip put a hand in his shirt and brought out a bag of take out and gave it to Alfred "O! Ayan!" and then he brought out a Styrofoam case and gave it to Italy. "Kuya Alfred told me about you. That's pansit. A kind of noodles in my home" he smiled, making Italy smile and thanked him. His hand went back in his shirt looking for something

He stopped They thought he was finished, until he reached his pockets, bag of candy, a bottle lambanog. "Naiwan ko yata yun." (I think I forgot it) . "E-Excuse me but how did you do that?" Canada asked. "Kuya Alfred thought me" He said in reply. "Who?" Mr. Kumajiro looked up, "CANADA!" they said in unison.

TBC...

WHEEEEEEEEE! PHILIPPINES IS AWESOME!

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