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I looked up at the tall building in front of me and took a deep breath. This would be the first World Meeting since mine and Alfred's one night stand a month ago.

I had to pull myself out of bed this morning. No, not because I didn't want to go to the meeting, that's was half of it, the other half was that I had been feeling dreadful the past few weeks. Often waking up and having to run like a mad person to the lavatory and vomiting up my dinner from last night.

"You sure you're okay, mum?" Peter asked in a quiet voice next to me, not wanting anyone to over hear him.

"Yes, I'm just fine, Peter. Lets head up, shall we?" I suggested as he nodded his reply.

We walked into the room and began our walk to the elevators.

Peter pressed the up bottom and we waited for our lift.

Once we entered, the doors were about to close when a hand stopped them.

"Wait up, dude!" Came the unmistakable voice of Alfred as the doors opened to let him in.

"Oh, hey Arthur." He said when he realized who was in the left, "Peter." He greeted.

"Good morning, Alfred." I greeted.

"Good morning, Mr. America, sir." Peter replied as he stared at his father. Alfred chuckled.

"You can just call me Alfred, Peter, really."

"Okay, Am-Alfred." Peter said as Alfred turned around. I looked down at Peter and gave him a small smile, which he retuned.

The silence built up as we rode up in the lift. I felt Peter shifting his weight, a trait, I observed, he inherited from Alfred, for Alfred was doing the same thing.

Alfred began tapping his foot at the same time Peter did. Only Peter tapped a few time before remembering his manners and standing straight.

It seemed to take hours for us to arrive on our floor. When the doors opened, Alfred bolted out of the door and headed towards the meeting room. I put a hand around Peters shoulder and squeezed as we began to walk. Peter nodded his head. It was a common language between us when neither had the desire to talk. My squeezing his should was asking him if he was okay, his nod was confirming that he was okay. But I was always doubtful of his nods.

We entered the meeting room, there were two spots open, between Alfred and France.

"I'll sit next to France." I said. No way was I gonna allow that frog face to sit next to my son.

"You sure?" He asked in a quiet voice.

"Positive." I said as we took our seats, Alfred shooting Peter his thousand watt smile, to which Peter replied with one of his own.

"Well, bonjour, ma chère Angleterre." France said with a smile.

"Bugger off, you frog." I replied in an icy tone as my stomach began to churn.

"Ah, I see your petit frère Sealand has tagged along as well." France said and my eyes narrowed as he stared at Peter. "Perhaps you'll let me borrow him one day, Angleterre, hononono-.

I felt my eyes blaze up and I lunged at him, grabbing him by his collar, "If you so much as lay a finger on Peter, I will kill you." I said in a low, meaning voice.

"Wow, Angleterre, aren't you very maternelle over peu Sealand, today." I glared at him before I threw his collar off my hand, sending him toppling backwards into Russia, landing on his lap.

"Oh, hello Frantsiya, become one with me, da?" He asked as the frog quickly bolted back into his chair.

I glanced over at Sealand who was leaning slightly into Alfred, trying to increase his distance between him and France.

Alfred looked down and saw this, "Hey, Peter, how about we change seats, I'll sit next to France and you and England can sit next to each other.

"Thank you, America." I thanked him as we made the seat exchange.

"No problem, dude! I'm the hero of course!" He said, giving off that Colgate smile.

"If ve are all done playing around, ve have a meeting to start!" Came Germany's booming voice. The chattering that had been going around the table had quieted down instantly.

"Good. Now that ve are all settled, let us begin." He said.

~~~Time Lapse~~~

I don't know what it was that America loved so much about those bloody atrocious burgers. He was currently devouring his fifth hamburger, bits of crumbs flying onto the table.

I've always hated them, but today they just seemed incredibly nauseating.

"America, can you please not eat those in my vicinity." I said, placing a hand on my nose in hopes of blocking out the smell.

"But dude! There delicious!" He said, and that's when a wave of the greasy smell invade my senses. I quickly placed a hand over my mouth and bolted to the restroom in the middle of Russia's speech.

I made it just in time for my stomach to depart with the breakfast from that day. I balanced my self on the sides of the bowl, my entire body shaking furiously. I took a few steady breathes in hopes to calm my self.

"...Mum?" I heard a quiet voice come from behind the door.

"Yes, Peter?" I asked, taking another breath before shakily climbing to my feet and flushing the toilet. I unlocked the door and was met by the worried expression of my son. "Are you okay?" He asked as I walked to the sink to rinse my mouth out as best as I could.

"I'm fine, Peter." I replied with a wave of my hand.

"I think it's time you go see a doctor. You've been sick for almost two weeks now, and your not getting any better." He pointed out.

"Okay, Peter, I'll make an appointment when we get home. We have to finish through with this meeting." I said.

Peter gave a curt nod and we walked back into the meeting room. When I sat back in my seat, the bags of Hamburgers and their crumbs were missing.

I looked over at America who grinned shyly, "Sorry dude." He reached into his pocket and pulled out some mints. "You want one?" He asked and I gratefully accepted the candy.

"Thanks, lad." I said as I popped the mint into my mouth, relieving in the mintyness it brought to my sour mouth.

"No problem, dude." Alfred said as I turned my attention back to Russia, who had resumed where he had left off before I bolted out of the room.


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