The sun was out and shining, warming any and everyone who was walking outside, taking advantage of this glorious summers day. Kids were outside riding there bikes through the street, having races to see who could make it down the street first. Parents were coming home from shopping, bags in hand, waving politely to their neighbors just enjoying the day on their porch, before heading inside to cook up a great meal for when their busy bees came home. Oh yes, today was a great day to enjoy the outdoors, but of course something always had to put a hamper on days like these.

Why today?, thought Arthur as he let his head fall to the table he was uncomfortably close too, just wanting to die right then and there. He casually let his shoulders slump over and his head remain on the table, while turning towards the window to take a quick peek outside. The sun blinded him for a moment, before the Britain was able to adjust his eyes to the outside. It looked like such a nice day outside, and he really wanted to be out there , and not in…here. He wanted to go home and sit on his front porch and just bask in this glorious day, not caring about politics or economic issues. But of course, he had to be stuck at the stupid G8 meeting. These meetings drove him insane. He couldn't take it! Nothing ever actually got accomplished at these meetings, I mean usually something weird and kinda awkward would happen and everyone would just end up leaving.

So here he was stuck in this stupid meeting with the stupid France going on and on about how great and lovely he is, to his right and Russia just being…well, Russia. Oh and since apparently the higher powers really didn't want him to have a good day, America of course was in charge of today's meeting. America of all things! Gaugh, he scoffed taking in the dull room and his companions he was to be stuck with for who knows how much longer, why me? Why can't for once I get a break? Since apparently the higher ups didn't hear him, they decided to make Authur's day even worse by putting America's voice in his head on re-run, saying, Iggy-kun! Iggy-kun! Iggy-kun! For Christ sakes, he was getting pissed off! So, because he wasn't quite so sane at the moment, he decided to try his best to get rid of that idiots voice by shaking his head furiously back and forth.

Too bad for him the voice wasn't really coming from inside his head but rather from said man, who stood in front of the room. Too busy to realize, Arthur kept on spazzing like an idiot and all the other countries decided to watch the Britain in all his spazzing glory. So when Francis decided to be nice enough to actually save the Britain from any more humiliation, even though it was pretty funny, he lightly smacked the man upside the head and got a loud, "WHAT?!" from said person, before the blonde actually noticed all the other countries looking at him, including Alfred who was just staring at him. And it was really creeping him out.

"Well say something!" he motioned to Alfred, who apparently didn't get the message untill, like, five minutes later. America quickly straightened back up and turned back to what he was doing, before breaking the silence. "Anyway," the brunette continued, glancing at the clock before speaking, "Since the meeting is about over, I only have one more announcement to make!". He suddenly started snickering and glancing around the room like some little girl who had a secret or something retarded like that. Arthur was really pissed by now and just wanted to leave , so he interrupted with a very quiet, but stern, "Well, what the bloody hell is it?"

He ended with a scoff so as to make sure it didn't seem like he really cared what America had to say, although he actually was quite interested in what the idiot had to say now. "Oh right!", Alfred started with a loud exclamation, that sent a small shiver up the accompanying countries, before starting again, "Well since you all now what tomorrow is…" he quickly glanced around the room hoping to fine a hint of recognition on some countries faces, but disappointingly found none.

He let out a small sigh before trying again. "You know," America was trying to find the right words to describe it, but with no avail, "Umm…July 4th? Independent? Fireworks?" he almost pleaded, asking for something, anything but got nothing but silence. That pregnant silence continued on before Alfred realized, just using words to describe him wasn't going to get him anywhere, since he knew none of the countries ever actually bothered with him anyway. So instead he decided to say the only thing that the older countries actually recognized, "The day I left him?" he added emphasis to the 'him' by pointing one finger at England, who reacted by jumping quietly in his chair, with a 'What the bloody hell?!' look on his face. That made the American give a little chuckle, because it was always funny to see the Britain shocked or confused.

A look of recognition came across everyone's face moments after the outburst and Alfred was pleased with himself. "Now since tomorrow is my birthday and all, I wanted to invite you guys to come celebrate! There will be fireworks and cake and lots of yummy food and presents and games! Doesn't that sound fun!?" Alfred thought he saw a look of dread cross among the countries faces before France interrupted with, "Well since I did help make this day come to be, that makes me a co-founder of this 'holiday', so therefore I guess I might as well come and celebrate." He threw some glances to their other countries, in a pathetic attempt to get someone, anyone, to humor America and his 'holiday'.

"W-well, I g-guess if its on-nii-chan, then-n I will go a-as well.", stuttered Canada as he made sure not to make any eye contact with anyone as he spoke. Soon all the other countries muttered in agreement that yes, they would celebrate with America as well, for what else was there to do really? So everyone was in agreement that yes, tomorrow would be the celebration of America's birthday, and Alfred was ecstatic. "Well, since that's settled, see ya tomorrow everyone!" he quickly added with a wave before leaving the room full of countries, with a big goofy grin on his face. As if on cue, with America out of sight, all the other countries got up and left, casual chatter filling the air. Well all except for one.

What the bloody hell am I supposed to do now? Arthur thought to himself, almost glued in his seat from pure shock. If I go, who knows what will happen. Reluctantly the blonde shakily stood up and headed home. He decided to go home and try to convince the spirits to let 3 feet of snow cover America tomorrow, so as to avoid attending his birthday. Too bad for him, it was July.

Well there you have it!~ I finally did it! I feel so proud of myself C:

Anyway,

First chapter for now but second will be up soon! Oh and please, you see that litttle button right down there? You know the one that says review?Yeah well click plz! I mean i am not a perfect writer by far so reviews are helpful!

~StrawberryCupcake101