Ivan walked through the halls of the meeting building in Vienna. He walked down the hall easily, despite it's crowded nature. People were so nice to move for him! Though…when he greeted other nations the left as soon as they could…except Canada. Matvey and him had become good friends, so the other Arctic nation was walking beside him to the conference room. Out of the corner of his eye, Ivan saw Austira standing alone.
"Dobroe utro, Avstriya." Ivan greeted the man.
"Ah…ja, guten morgen, Russland." Austria replied distractedly, "Und Ihnen, Kanada."
That made them stop. Russia looked oddly at Austria, while Canada stood astonished.
"You remember me?" Canada asked
"Yes, of course, why wouldn't I?" Austria raised an eyebrow before quickly glancing at his watch, "We're going to be late if we don't hurry." With that Austria walked off.
"Da, let's go too Matvey." Ivan mumbled. The Russian man was worried. If Austira remembered his Matvey, Matvey might start being around Austira more and Ivan less, and Ivan didn't like that thought. He liked being able to monopolize Canada.
"Ivan…are you alright?" Matthew's voice and hand on his arm jerked Ivan out of his thoughts.
"Da, I'm fine Matvey." Ivan said, painting on his usual smile.
"O-okay…" Matthew said, unbelieving. He had seen pain on Ivan's face after Austria left, but he couldn't figure out what had caused it.
The pair entered the meeting room in brooding silence. Everyone turned to see who was entering, and looked away when they saw Russia, not noticing Canada standing to his left. Ivan smiled and waved at the Baltics, who started shaking. Ivan frowned and turned away to walk to his seat, which was in-between France and England. Canada sat on the other side of the room, next to his obnoxious brother.
"Everyone is here, correct?" Austria said from the head of the table, "Now, the World Meeting will begin with Germany speaking first."
"Thank you Österreich." Germany nodded as he stood up to begin his speech. It was a long piece, one that often sounded like a lecture. Meaning, halfway through most of the Nations weren't listening to him at all. In fact, multiple nations were just sleeping, Greece being a prime, and expected, example of this.
Across the table, Japan was scowling slightly at his friend's behavior. Greece was truly not in a position to sleep during meetings. Japan had once confronted him about it, and he replied that much more got done in one-on-one meetings between nations than at World Meetings, and while Japan saw his point, there were occasions in which important decisions were made during these meetings. Usually that was after Germany took control, but others were known to be able to prevent arguments, Austria being one of them. Then again…Japan looked around the table and saw that everyone was about as far away as possible from the person who could best keep them in check and closest to one who easily set them off. Japan didn't know what Austria was thinking while making the seating arrangements, because this will do nothing but cause problems.
In fact, not thirty minutes into the meeting, France and England were arguing over Russia, who had an expression that told most of the others that he was obviously barely keeping from beating them to make them quiet. Soon after that Denmark was yelling around the room. More and more people joined the commotion, until Germany finally snapped at them. After Germany was done yelling, Austria stood at the front of the room.
"I would like to add, as an ending note, that I thought we could use a little Party, so I'll be having one at my house after tomorrow's meeting." Austria announced, "everyone may come if they wish." With that comment, Austria left the meeting room. Most of the room followed soon after, wanting nothing more than to relax in the rooms the host nation had prepared for them in a near by hotel.
A handful of nations stayed behind. Germany, with Italy, stayed to tidy up papers and trash, while Romano stayed to watch the pair, Spain staying to watch Romano, for two reasons. One to make sure the Italian didn't start a war over his brother and Germany's relationship, and the other…he was hoping to find an excuse to take Romano to his room for a siesta. The last lingerers were Russia, China, and Canada.
That particular trio, as odd as it is, was good friends. After China found out that Russia didn't follow him around for malicious porpoises, but more or less for somewhere to be that his little sister was not likely to find him, the Asian man had become much more welcoming to the huge Russian. And when Russia had told China of his new friend, Yao simply had to meet him. Of course, to some smaller nations (which was most of the world since they were the three largest nations) were worried about the friendship between the Russian, Canadian and Chinaman, but they rarely heard word of them.
"Avstriya is acting oddly." Russia muttered down to the shorter men.
"Yeah, normally he resents anyone who comes to his house, aru." China agreed.
"Plus the fact that he remembered me easily earlier" Canada admitted, "The only time that happens is when someone mentions the World Wars." Matthew was, in all honesty, resentful about that. The only time people remembered him was when someone mentioned his part in two of the worst wars in the history of the world.
"So…what do we do?" Russia asked, slightly out of his comfort zone. People were not his strong point. There was a reason the USSR didn't work out.
"Well that's obvious, aru." China laughed, "He gave us an opportunity to investigate, so we take it." China smiled at the other two, waiting for their agreement.
"Sure, I don't see the issue." Canada shrugged
"Da, after such a nice invitation it would be mean to decline." Russia smiled
Unbeknownst to them, the trio's conversation had been over heard by the other four in the room. Germany thought he should investigate as well, to ensure that his fellow Germanic nation wasn't in trouble. Even if the man was a bit of a cheapskate, and just a tad useless in battle.
"Mi amigo, what are you thinking about?" Spain asked the German.
"Those three are right." Germany stated simply, "Austria was acting oddly at the meeting today."
"Oh~" Spain sang, "So you want to look around a little, si?"
"Ja," Germany nodded.
"Tomato Bastard! Stop talking to the damn potato!" Romano yelled as he ran over to the Spaniard, dragging his brother with him.
"But Lovi~ we were just talking about how Austria was acting weird today!" Spain complained.
"Big brother Spain has a point fratello. Mr. Austria was really off today." Italy agreed with the Spaniard.
"How do you know?" Romano glared at his brother.
"Ah…fratello…I lived with Austria for a long time before we unified." Italy stated simply
"Whatever…what are we going to do about it?" Romano grumbled embarrassed for having forgotten that fact.
"We're going to investigate at the party~" Spain sang.
~!~
The imposter Austria smirked from the balcony of Austira's house as he watched nations file in.
"This will be too easy…don't the notice anything?" he laughed. No one looked up. No one noticed. Not over the music.
The imposter walked back into the house with a smirk that quickly changed into a polite smile as he entered the populated lounge. He looked over the nations. His eyes landing on Canada and narrowing. There was something off about him. Something…not normal. There was also something clinging to Russia and more somethings hanging over Norway and England. Mentally he decided to concentrate on those four, concentrate his spells on them, because chances are, one of them had what he wanted.
"Welcome everybody." 'Austria' said, mimicking the aristocratic air that the true nation had around him, "I hope you like the music, refreshments are in the kitchen and if you wish to dance you may go to the ballroom." He flourished his hand as best he could in character, sending fine white dust into the air. Air which quickly shifted and blew back, cold, towards him. He shivered, but stayed smiling. He looked at his selected four, noticing they were all frowning slightly, but the Russian ever so slightly more. He left the front of the room to try and catch up with Russia.
However when Ivan could no longer see Austria he pulled Matthew and Yao to the side and started talking.
"He's giving us free reign of the house, aru." Yaostated.
"Da…" Ivan muttered and why did the General react as he did near the end of Austria's speech?
"We should use it to our advantage, eh?" Matthew decided.
"Si, that would be a good idea Matteo~" Feliciano's voice called out, surprisingly quiet.
"Feli…who are you talking to?" Ludwig appeared beside him.
"He's talking to Matteo, potato bastard. You know the hamburger bastard's brother." Lovino scoffed, "God damn blind potato eating bastard."
"Matteo?" Antonio asked looking around before his eyes landed on Matthew, "Oh, there you are Matteo~" Antonio sang
Ivan looked at the four who appeared, "Why are you here?" He tilted his head as he asked
"V-ve, we wanted to help find out why Mr. Austria is acting so weird." Feli stated nervously.
"Che palle, vodka bastard, stop scaring my brother!" Lovino yelled, acting much braver than he felt.
Ivan blinked as if what Lovino said was news to him. He turned to Matthew and Yao the confusion obvious on his face.
"Ivan…" Matthew sighed, "Can we save this for later?" Ivan pouted a little before turing back to the other four.
"Well, aru, we might as well start by splitting up. This is a big house after all, aru, it would be better if did."
"Si, I agree with China." Antonio said, "I'll take Lovi and check the bottom floor."
"And Feli and Potato can come with us for the first floor." Lovino stated, "Any more divisions can happen when we're alone."
"Which leaves Ivan, Yao, and I for the upstairs." Matthew nodded, "Good thing there's just two floors."
"Still way too big for one person…" Lovino grumbled
With a few more words they separated to search their floor.
~!~
When they reached the up stairs Yao looked at the other two.
"Should we go off on our own, aru?" He asked
"Non." Matthew said firmly, "That is one of those things people end up yelling at horror movies for. No one should go off on their own"
"Well that means we'll have to stay together then, da?" Ivan reasoned, "since there is an odd number."
The other two nodded and went down the dark hallway, looking for a sign of why Austria was acting so…un-Austira-ish.
~!~
Downstairs Lovino and Feliciano were searching the eastern half of the house. So fare they'd found the kitchen and another lounge, nothing out of place. The only truly notable thing is they were getting closer to the music. Thought thinking about it…
"Fratello, who do you think is playing the music?" Feli asked his brother
"I don't know. Can't be the piano bastard because he was making that speech while it was playing." Lovino noted
"Si, fratello, but Mr. Austria doesn't usually hire others to play for him…" Feli muttered. Looking around Feli noticed a door and smiled.
"There Fratello! That's the music room!" Feli ran to the door and opened it, then he collasped.
Nakita: Damn that took a long time to put together...
Prussia: Well maybe if you weren't getting so unawesomely distracted you would have finished sooner!
Nakita: Shut up Prussia. It was my dad's computer's fault. It kept deleting what I wrote.
Prussia: Then get a new fucking computer, and don't forget to add my awesomeness to your story.
England: Why the bloody hell would she do that?
Romano: Yeah Potato two, your not that awesome.
Prussia: Your all just jealous.
Nakita: Sigh. Review please. Maybe then they'll shut up...
America: Don't worry the hero will help.
Nakita: GO THE HELL AWAY AMERICA!
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