When Netherlands woke up he noticed that he was covered in a duvet, and Germany was gone. When he entered the kitchen, there was a bouquet of yellow tulips, kitchen appliances and some money.
"Good grief, he shouldn't have."
Netherlands sighed as he put on his coat and left for the world meeting.
"I'll conquer you French frog!"
"Not before I do, you mongrel!"
"KOLKOLKOLKOLKOLKOLKOLKOL "
This was the first time he was late for the meeting, and it was chaotic. Russia and Belarus were scaring the Baltics, France and England were fighting as usual and the Italian brothers were talking about food. Oddly, Germany wasn't screaming or anything. He was looking out the window and humming the lullaby.
Germany noticed that Netherlands sat next to him and was looking at him. He looked away and blushed like crazy.
He isn't as tough and intimidating as they say.
After a while, the Nordics noticed that Germany didn't make a peep since the meeting began. Italy kept hugging Germany, but that's just Italy being Italy. But what bothered them the most is that Netherlands kept looking at the Germanic nation. It was not an "I will send both you and you country into bankruptcy" look, but actually a sincere one.
After the meeting, the nations realized that something was wrong. Netherlands was late (that should never happen no matter what), Germany didn't scream for order or silence (something WAS definitely wrong). Something was up, and they wanted to know the reason.