It was really sunny out. Really sunny, and really bright. Which would be a good thing. Except when you're trying to sleep.
America was in his bed when his phone went off.
"What, dude? Don't you know what time it is?" he said groggily.
"Of course, but you obviously don't. Where are you? Everyone else is here already," said England, irritated. America didn't say anything.
"You forgot, didn't you?" added England, annoyed.
"What? Uh, no. Traffic's really jammed," said America.
"I'll tell the others you forgot and aren't ready. Honestly, America, try to remember next time, said England, hanging up.
America sighed, then got out of bed. He put on his glasses, and searched his closet for his suit.
*At the conference room*
"Let's get the meeting started. It's stuffy in here," said France.
"I've told you already. We can't start without America, and he was still asleep when I called him," said England, sipping his tea.
"Ve von't get anyzhing accomplished by stalling," said Germany, sighing. Looking around, he noticed that the other countries looked bored, and Greece was indeed, sleeping.
It wasn't a big world meeting. Just the major countries of the world. Italy, Japan, England, France, America, Russia, China, Switzerland, Prussia, Austria, Hungary, Liechtenstein, Greece, Romano, Belarus, Ukraine, and, of course, Germany. Truth be told, he just wanted to get the meeting over with. They never ended well, and he wanted to keep the disarray and arguing to a minimum. Sometime later, America entered the conference room.
"You certainly got here sooner than expected," said England, almost in disapproval. Whether it was because he was late or because he showed up at all, America would never know.
"Dude, I called you, telling you that. Didn't you get my call?" asked America as he took his seat next to him.
England crossed his arms. "No, I didn't."
"That's weird. It explains why it went straight to voicemail though."
"Anyvay, since ve've had our discussion about long-distance calls, let's get to serious business, ja?" said Germany.
"Who called the meeting anyway? It's not like we don't have our own business to attend to," said China, who was quite irritated.
"I'm curious of that as werr," Japan thoughtfully replied.
"It doesn't matter who called it, ve just need to start it. Who vould like to start?" asked Germany. He sighed. This meeting was getting nowhere, as per usual.
"Global warming?" suggested Russia, smiling innocently.
"Honestly, who cares about that? The advertisers just put up stupid pictures of polar bears on stupid ice chunks. Let's tlk about something cool for once," complained America, stuffing a hamburger in his mouth.
Italy raised his hand in the air. Germany, relieved, called on him to speak.
"PASTA!" Italy shouted. Germany face-palmed. He should have expected that from Italy's mouth, not some intellectual point he had been expecting from him. France quietly snuck out, with no one noticing.
"This meeting is going nowhere. I'm leaving," announced China. He stood and left the conference room. He came running back up to the conference room a few minutes later, looking concerned.
"What the heck, aru? The front door is locked," he said.
"How about the bad phone reception here?" asked Russia.
"It was crystal clear, then cut out after I called America. It's never done that before," said England, pondering while taking another sip of his tea.
"Did you not hear? The door is locked," repeated China, irritated.
France smiled, suddenly returning and taking his place back in his seat. "Ah, it is a beautiful day, no?" he said, gesturing to the nice, sunny day outside with his wine glass.
England turned to him. "That's not even relevant to what we're talking about, frog!" he shouted at him. He turned to China. "The door shouldn't be locked. Are you sure?"
China was very agitated. "If I wasn't, what makes you think I would still be here, aru?" Russia looked at the both of them, then looked out of the window, where dark clouds began rolling towards them.
"Hey, those look like snow clouds, da?" he said.
England groaned, looking out of the window. "This is what happens when we finally have a sunny day. It snows, according to the snow expert," he grumbled. Russia smiled, letting out a sound similar to laughter.
"Vell, since ve've made absolutely no progress, let's just close the meeting before the storm comes," said Germany, sighing and cleaning up his papers.
Prussia came and threw his arm around Germany's neck. "Ah, lighten up, Westen! It's not like any of these meetings are fun to begin vith!" he said, laughing. After all of the countries were out of the room and the lights were dimmed, no one was in a lightened mood as they went downstairs.
