Chapter four Don't fuck with a Saint Vinceian
A/N: well it's time for some Plotty fun!
The room was filled with the argument of nations no one really paying any attention to each other just simply arguing. Until the sound of a piano broke though the air immediately all eyes turned to find the piano playing Austrian only to find that he was as confused as they were.
"Ar'ur…" spoke the French man whose throat Arthur had his hands wrapped around. "w'ere's little Alyssa?" as soon as Francis finished his sentence Alfred dashed out the room shocking half the nation's who didn't think the fast food eating country could move that fast. Arthur smiled as Alfred came running back Alyssa snuggled in his arms.
"You don't scare Mommy like that… you had me worried sick" some nations snickered at the "Hero" calling himself "mommy" but with the chilly look the Nation gave them that almost overpowered Russia's so no one said anything. Alyssa smiled before running across the room to Ivan tackling him to the floor with the force of her hug. Most of the room paused mouths open NOBODY hugs Ivan. The Russian gave a manly giggle picking up the small nation and hugging her back.
"Well hello again little sunflower I am still not done with your scarf but would you like some vodka instead?"
Alfred and Arthur stared at him in horror as the small nation grabbed the bottle form Ivan and downed the whole bottle in less than a minute. Japan stared at the child for a second before asking
"Are you okay?" Alyssa Smiled and opened her mouth shocking the entire room yet again
"Worlds Collide and people fade Seeking Gates through timelines We've all prayed Let's fix the past This Hopeful Heart of Chaos cannot take it the Paradoxes must break This is the path I must take My destiny may change your fate but The pain my heart feels is my strength."
Yao gave a laugh poking Kiku in the arm "you see this is what you were like when I first found you Aru." Kiku shook his head "I've heard that before some were..." Alyssa hopped of the table tossing the bottle of vodka behind her letting it shatter like edger Allen Poe and walked out eh door singing softly "I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing Roman Cavalry choirs are singing be my mirror, my sword and shield my missionaries in a foreign field…"
"Man America your kid is strange No?"
~Almighty Time skip~
As Alyssa walked down the hallway she heard the sound of footsteps approaching before stopping behind her the girls turn to find the micro-nation of Sealand.
"Hello miss my name's Sealand or you can call me Peter Kirkland!" Alyssa tiled her head slightly at the boy Kirkland? Isn't that's Daddy's last name?
"You're my…Uncle?" Peter paled "who's your father miss?" "Arthur Kirkland." Peter looked down sadly " of course since you're his daughter you'd be recognized as a country" Alyssa blinked before hugging peter tightly "I was a country before daddy found me but come on lets go make you a country." With that she grabbed Sealand by the hand and dragged him back toward the meeting room.
~mean while~
The meeting room was again back in loud argumentative shambles so no one noticed when the micro and mini nation walked in what they DID notice is an empty bottle of beer go hurling down the table and shatter against the wall. All heads turned to find the mini country sanding at the end of the table with Germany and Sealand starring at her in awe. Straitening the mini nation's aura was not its normal happy flow she meant business.
"It has come to my attention that my friend Peter is being ignored would someone like to explain WHY that is?" no nation wanted to hurt her but who the hell was SHE to act like she owned the place?
"He not a nation" came Switzerland glaring at the girl who simply smiled and with a poof of smoke stood in front of Switzerland the size of a normal country her black hair a wave if ink behind her dressed in a black leather vest with a blood red tank under it tight black cargo pants adorned her from the waist down held up by a gold whip and high healed black thigh high boots painted a look of pure bad-assness as she held a black Colt 1911 pistol against his head an eat shit grin panted on her face.
"Watch what you say Basch. He almost as big as Lili over there are you saying she's not a country either?" Basch glared at her.
"No I'm not it's just..."
"Just what? Lili was all alone and you took her in she is recognized even though she has no militia while he has been working his ass off to be seen by you people because he didn't have the same luck as Lili in fact his older BROTHER doesn't even recognize him as a country." She ended her sentence with a pointed look toward England.
"Now" she said eye sliding back to Switzerland. "Who derives it more a girl who was a pretty princess pampered all her life never having to ever lift a finger for anything or him whose been working his ass off trying to GET noticed?" by this point she had pulled back her gun blazing violet eyes staring into Angry green ones. Lili looked over at the glaring match between her brother and this mysterious new country.
"Big Brother." She spoke causing the Swiss man at stare at her. "She has a point you can't fight that." Lili smiled at her but the Swiss wasn't having it.
"No point or not she can't go around pointing guns at people! That's enough for war!" with a swift motion the Saint Vinceian whipped the whip off from around her waist and had curled it around the Swiss's neck pulling him to her until they were face to face.
"Try it I dare you now I don't want to fight you but I will if I have to. Never forget that's the truth." She let him go and with everyone watching her walked out with Peter fallowing her hind her in awe.
The room was silent like the German had yelled only to be broken by no other than Feliciano
"Umm Germany? You have a nose bleed."
Oh Shit look out we got our selfs a bad ass!
well i wonder if Swissy's gonna don anything?
who knows? (we all know i do but work with me here)
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