Greece

"Well, you are a republic, so that's pretty good." NAF dryly remarks. "Communism might be taking it a tad too far though."

"Argentina convinced me." I say.

"Yay Communism!" Morea yells, flinging his hands around in a haphazard manner.

"Balkan nations going Communist never ends well. Turkey will probably murder you. They ended my Communist government. South America has an ocean protecting it. You don't." Romania snarls. He paces back and forth as the conversation progresses and becomes increasingly agitated.

"The workers of the Socialist Republic of Latin America congratulate the workers of Greece on establishing a government to protect the rights of the workers of their nation. The SRLA will be providing economic support and if necessary, protect this workers revolution with their lives." Argentina grandly proclaims, grinning wildly. He has an evil look on his face, a look that promises that the revolution will continue until the entire world follows his ideology. "I'm not even going to try and pretend I didn't do this."

I'm not quite sure whether to be reassured or frightened. On one hand, all of Europe. On the other, all of South America is willing to protect me.

"I really hope you know what you're talking about." I tell Argentina.

"If the Socialist Republic of Latin America interferes militarily in Europe, the Kingdom of Romania will declare war!" Romania bellows. I'm afraid before I realize Romania is about a tenth the size of the Socialist Republic of Latin America, the group of nations Argentina helps to lead.

A quiet man in a banker's outfit speaks up "Britain will support Romania the best it can."

Now that, that's intimidating. I start to get worried, but then Argentina interrupts my train of thought.

"I'll send them gift boxes filled with metal and gold." Argentina dismissively says, tossing me some more 'economic aid'.

"I guess I can't stop trading." Romania sighs in a way that lets you know he wants to, but doesn't have a navy.

At this point France strolls in "Welcome to the cool club!" he loudly says "All the cool kids are going Communist."

"Stupid socialists ruin everything." Romania mutters, glaring at us.

"I try." Argentina cheerfully pipes up. "And it's never too late to go Commie again..."

Judging by the curses that followed, I gathered that Romania tried Communism before, invaded the Ottoman Empire, lost thousands of troops and was forced to sign a humiliating treaty with Russia.

At this point, Australia walks in. "I call upon the Ottoman Empire and Russia to crush this rebellion and restore order. The monarchy should be reestablished."

"Oh, I'll help." Romania volunteers, glaring at me.

"I told Argentina this would happen." I sigh.

Argentina stands up with a clatter. "It anyone invades any Communist nation, I will defend them. I don't care if you like it, but an attack on any Communist is an attack on me." The alpaca gives a sharp nod to punctuate this statement, and Argentina begins polishing a rifle and sharpening it's bayonet.

"I won't let you!" Romania cries out.

Argentina just looks up, as if to say "just try" and then says "Don't be a moron. If someone invades an ally you should be allowed to defend them. I don't care if said ally is in Europe, Mars, or Hoth. And Romania, I'll eat you for breakfast."

"You're a moron!" Romania retorts. "Russia and the Ottomans would defend me!"

Attempting to break up the brewing argument "He wasn't threatening to invade you, he was just telling you not to invade me."

Spain comes in and says "Well, I don't recognize you as a country until you become a country."

"Remember what I said about intervening in Europe?" Poland says. Apparently he's told Argentina not to d this before. "When Greece is invaded to restore the monarchy, you will not be there to stop us, and I will help to make sure of that, you radical bastard. We will not tolerate your interference in our affairs."

"Havana Accords!" Spain yells, holding up a piece of paper as if it was a talisman against evil. I guess it is. The Havana Accords were agreements made by Argentina and Spain to defuse the tension in the Caribbean.

At this point, Argentina stands up to make a speech. "The problem is that you all are so used to your comfortable little monarchies with your itty-bitty social reforms, that when a republic or even "gasp" a Communist one, comes along, you try and crush it before it does anything. You all have a choice to make. You can be a safe, calm monarchy. The world is more or less fine with whatever you do, but at some point saying "I have no opinion" starts to wear on you. When you're a small country, you don't do much. People usually forget you exist. No one knows you exist because no one particularly cares if you exist or not. You impact the world in no significant way. Sure, you might fight some wars, but your country is never spoken about due to the sheer apathy of the world community. You can get stronger, sure. You can stay alive for years, and you'll slowly inch up to be a reasonably semi-strong power at some point. Possibly. You're still a nice, safe monarchy. The easy choice in short. Or you can make a harder choice. You can be Communist. Look, the benefits are nice, but the best reason is when you fly in the face of tradition, your personal conference area explodes and people that didn't know you exist come along and refuse to recognize your government, which in fact only reaffirms its existence. They claim it isn't recognition, but you know. You know 'at least everyone remembers that someone is here'. I could debate some more about how the benefits are good or how the SRLA gives money to Communist countries, but the real reason you should go Commie is because it's just so much fun. We need variety, we need debate. Everyone being the same wouldn't be fun, no matter what the monarchies claim."

The room falls silent, and Germany has an interested look on his face. The conference closes for the day.