It was a quiet day in the Zwingli house. Liechtenstein had just finished preparing sandwiches for she and her brother's picnic, which they would soon be going on. She placed them orderly in a backet, then set off to find her brother.
Poking her head in his office, she saw him talking on the phone, and heard him huff,"Yes, yes, its fine. I understand. I'll get there as soon as possible. Bye". He place the phone back in its reciever, and rubbed the bridge of his nose, mumbling,"Dammit all".
"Is everything okay, big bruder?" Lili asked, fully entering the room.
Basch looked up at his sister and said,"No, Britain waited last minute to finish his taxes and he needs me to come over and do them for him because hes too stupid to do them himself. Im sorry, but I'll have to cancel our picnic".
"Oh, its ok" Liechtenstein muttered, disappointed that her brother would be missing another one of their picnics for work.
Switzerland grimaced at the look of sadness on his little sister's face, and said,"Im really sorry to have to do this again, Lili, I promise this will be the last time. Is there anything I can do to make this up to you?".
Meekly, Liechtenstein look at the floor and said,"Well...I've always heard Mr. Britain's house is very beautiful, I'd very much like to see it in person. Can I go with you, big brother?"
Switzerland's eye twitched. He didn't enjoy the idea of Liechtenstein in someone elses house, and he would be busy working the whole time, who knows what could happen to her while he wasn't looking! He also knew that England had several older brothers who lived with him and France was often over, what if they tried hurting Lili while he wasn't looking!"Im not sure..." he started, but stopped when he looked into her sad eyes. It would make her so happy, he couldn't say no."Okay, fine, you can come. Were leaving in a few minutes, so please hurry to get ready" he groaned, putting on his jacket. Liechtenstein dropped the basket and hugged her brother, saying,"Oh thank you so much big bruder!".
Basch recoiled at first, not enjoying being touched, but relaxed and patted his sisten on the head, replying,"You're welcome".
Let me go, you bully!" Sealand demanded, flailing in attempt to escape his brothers grasp
"Im afraid I can't do that, Switzerland is coming over to help me with my finances and I can't have you running around, annoying him" England replied, dragging the young boy to his room.
He opened the bedroom door, and threw Peter in it, quickly closing and locking it before the boy could run out.
"Now you are to stay in here and behave until Switzerland has left, understand?" he asked rehtorically.
"You cannot contain me in this tiny room, I am the great Sealand! Let me out or face my wrath!" Sealand yelled, his voice muffled by the door.
Arthur laughed and straightened out his suit. He walked away from the room as Sealand pounded on his door, demanding his freedom. The doorbell rang and Britain quickly walked to the entrance of his house.