A/N:
First off, sorry about such late updates, I really need to start making deadlines for myself, deadlines always help me. But still, I suck, so please forgive me. D8
I'ma try and get more stuff in sooner, promise.
I wanna try and update atleast once or twice every week or two, so please, bear with me.
EDIT: The America coffee bit was inspired by this .net/s/6610051/1/bAmerica_b_On_Too_bMuch_b_bCoffee_b which was written by an awesome friend of mine and the conversation between France and England was from one between me and my friend, xxstripeh, when me and her were being silly~
America walked into the conference room, he always enjoyed being early to the annual world meetings. However, England tended to beat him so he enjoyed making into a race.
England, again, usually won.
England looked up at the younger nation and shrugged, then continued with his ritual of drinking tea and reading The Guardian.
"Hiya, England, how are ya?" America sat down across from him and began chatting with him in his typical hyper manor.
England sighed and endured the annoyance for a short while. Like he always did.
A maid came in and disrupted America's chatter.
"Here you are, Mr. America, sir," The shy and young human maid left an oddly large cup of coffee in front of America and then quickly left.
Before America could take one of his huge gulps, England yanked America's hand down so he couldn't consume the horrifically large amount of caffeine and ground coffee beans.
"No, you git! You remember what happened last time!"
"B-but, Englaaaaaaaaa~nd!"
"No!"
America pouted and his lips curled more as the Brit trashed his treasured coffee.
Soon enough, after America's brooding, Canada came in(albeit, he wasn't very much noticed..)and with him was his precious bear, Kumajiro, and an odd another.
France.
In a wheelchair.
Being an overdramatic bitch.
"Ohhhh, the pain! Canada, help me, help me! Where are the pain killers? Oh, ohhhhh!"
"You just took 4 20 minutes ago.. They should be kicking in now.." Canada spoke in a soft whisper, his shyness still showing.
"But they aren't, ohhhhh! Ohhhhh!"
Canada sighed..
England groaned, "Oh, stop it! Stop being an drama queen! You're fine! I saw the medical reports!"
"I'm not fine, I'm injuuuured! You saw what he did to meeee!" France sobbed.
America stifled a giggle. He had heard only a bit of what had happened at the New Years party, but wasn't able to see it himself due to the fact that he passed out drunk quite quickly.
England stood up, "Oh shut it, we all know your fine! Really, you don't need a wheelchair, or painkillers for that matter!"
"I do need them, you don't know anything, En-!"
"Helloooo, everyone, did everyone have a good month, da?"
Everyone in the room cringed, even America, at the realization that Russia had just walked into the room. He smiled gleefully, waved and sat down in his typical spot.
France jumped up and clung to the backside of England, thus proving the fact that he was in fact fine.
"OH MY GOOOOD, ENGLAND SAVE MEEEEEEEE!"
England facepalmed, "NO FUCKING WAY, YOU PISSED HIM OFF, I'M NOT GETTING INVOLVED!"
"BUT THE CHAIR LEG! THE CHAAAAIIIRRR LEG!" France was shaking.
England growled and wrenched France off of him, "GROW A PAIR, STUPID FROG!"
France sobbed on the ground in the most dramatic form he could muster.
England kicked him aside and continued talking with America.
Russia's "innocent" grin grew wider.
Canada was officially scared shitless.
After a while, the conference began and Russia noticed that China wasn't there. This slightly aggravated him.
The other countries noticed Russia's change in mood due to the fact that an evil aura grew around him and made him look incredibly creepy.
Well.. More creepy than he already was.
America was speaking first and he first off told the large group why there were some absences. Alot of Asian nations were having trouble in their areas with some demographic issues and couldn't attend.
That was the only time Russia payed attention. He wanted to know that China was alright. He had to know if she was alright. Russia's mind drifted..
When it was Russia's turn to speak he was still lost in his thoughts and muttered a barely audible pass to the next country, even though his country really did have some issues..
But who out of all of them, minus his sisters, even cared enough to listen to his problems?
Noone..
Exactly.
China might have cared, but she had her own country to worry about. She couldn't help him, especially not now.
Russia cursed under his breath while also not paying attention to the conference.
Once the conference was over, Russia promptly left, avoiding Belarus and all others, even though many wanted to avoid him.
Russia wanted to get home.
He had phone calls to make.
And this time if the phone did not comply to his wishes.. It would receive a lot more punishment than just his beloved pipe.