All the Countries sat munching on their noodles and chicken, except for Italy, who had produced ANOTHER large Tupperware container out of nowhere with cheese ravioli patiently waiting to be devoured. They all sat in silence, too stunned by Antarctica's words to chat (or, more often, argue) as they usually did every meeting.
America finally gave up trying to properly use his wooden chopsticks. He stabbed a piece of orange chicken and loudly inhaled the deliciously spicy meat, exaggeratingly smacking his lips. China, Thailand, and all the other Asian Countries glared at him in disgust as he obliviously daydreamed about the perfect hamburger, a culinary impossibility.
"How's the food?" asked Finland lightly, who couldn't stand the silence any longer.
"Awesome!" Prussia exclaimed, and the Countries all chimed in their opinion. America muttered that he would prefer a hamburger, as he always did whenever England ordered in food for the whole group. The Countries resumed to quietly continue eating.
After a few more moments of awkward silence, England set aside his box and cleared his throat.
"So, as most of you all saw," he glared at Greece, who was informed of Antarctica's announcement and was currently nodding off, "we have a problem at hand."
"I'd say it's more than a problem," Netherlands butted in. "We're dealing with penguins. EVIL penguins, to be exact."
"What do you have against penguins?" inquired Poland, a bit scornfully. "I'd think you would be able to take them down, wouldn't you say?"
"You don't know what they're capable of," replied Netherlands darkly.
"Oh, don't I?" Poland rebutted. "I think penguins would only be capable of killing people with cuteness!"
England sighed loudly. "Poland, it seems to me that Netherlands seems to know a great deal more about Antarctica's evil penguins than you do. So kindly go sit down like a good little boy and let the big guys talk without you." Poland's face instantly reddened and excused himself to the bathroom for a moment.
"Well, now that we got some problems out of the way," England said, raising his voice loud enough so that Poland could hear, "what do you know about the so-called evil penguins of Antarctica?"
Netherlands sighed, but secretly felt ecstatic on sharing his story.
"Fine, if you insist. Gather around, everyone!"
England sighed again (he seemed to do that more and more as he spent more time with the Countries) and said impatiently, "We're already gathered. Get to the important details, and hurry up!"
All the Countries leaned near Netherlands, for once all listening without interruption. Even Poland, who had returned from the bathroom, had a look of slight interest, and Greece had woken up from his dreamland to hear the story. His multi colored eyes glittered in excitement as he started the story about his experience with Antarctica's evil penguins.