Canada and Russia went to a small diner across the street from the hotel to go get breakfast.
The diner was a classic American diner. If one were to describe the diner in a word it would be called patriotic. But the diner wasn't simply patriotic like having a couple of flags hanging it was fully patriotic. The walls in the diner were a silver color and the trimming for the floor was red and white stripes while the trimming near the ceiling was blue with white stars. To the left side of the entrance there were about six booths lined up against the window of the restaurant. On the window was the restaurants name. Uncle Sam's. The booths themselves had worn red leather seats and blue tables with white trim. On the right side of the diner is where all the tables where located the tables were replicas of those in side the booths. But with wooden chairs placed near them that were painted red. In front of the entrance was a breakfast bar with about 13 stools alternating from red to white.
Russia looked at Canada with a questioning look.
Canada shrugged his shoulders. "I-it's the only d-decent restaurant around h-here."
Canada and Russia went to sit in one of the booths near the window. A few minutes later a peppy blonde waitress with freckles came to take the order. Canada ordered pancakes and Russia the same for he refused to even look at the menu which had an American flag on the front cover.
Russia laughed as he saw the little Canadians face light up when a plate of pancakes was sat in front of him.
"I take it that you like pancakes. Da?" Russia asked tilting his head to the side.
Canada blushed slightly. "Well y-yeah I kinda do r-really like pancakes." Canada looked down at his plate of pancakes a little embarrassed at how excited he had gotten.
Russia smiled again looking down at his own pancakes Russia grabbed a fork and went to eat a piece of one his pancakes. Russia chewed slowly before swallowing the mouthful of pancake. "They are good I see why you like them Canada." Russia said slowly looking up at the Canadian.
Canada's face brightened. "Oh! D-do you r-really like them?" Russia nodded his head as an answer to Canada's question. Canada's smile widened. He loved pancake they were… they were well in a word they were amazing. "You should t-try them w-with maple syrup." Canada was so happy to be spreading the love of pancakes and maple syrup.
Russia laughed when he saw the excited expression on Canada's face. The pancakes were good but nothing to get so excited about now vodka that was a wonderful thing. But Russia decided to humor Canada. "Ok comrade I will trust your judgment." Russia reached for the syrup sitting on the table but was met with a surprise when Canada smacked the syrup away and looked up to see a disgusted look on the Canadian's face.
"Canada why did you do that?" Russia said genuine surprise present on his face. He didn't understand didn't Canada just ask him to try the maple syrup. How was he suppose to do that when the Canadian was smacking the syrup off of the table.
"Because you can't eat fake maple syrup it's horrible! You have to have the real stuff! I won't have anyone thinking maple syrup is bad because my brother is too lazy to make the real kind for his people." Canada glared at the offending substance like he was hoping it would suddenly combust into flames and burn slowly and horribly like it needed to. Die syrup die! Canada thought to himself.
Russia stared blankly at the Canadian who was having a staring contest with the bottle of 'fake' maple syrup. "….fake? I am not understanding what you mean comrade. The syrup is real. Da?"
Canada whipped his head around to face Russia anger blazing in his eyes. "No that is not real maple syrup! This!" Canada yelled pulling out a bottle of maple syrup from his pocket. "Is real maple syrup! Made from real maple trees!" Canada shoved the bottle in Russia's face. "See made in Canada!" Canada was red in the face from his yelling and breathing heavily.
"Do you always carry this with you?" Russia asked tilting his head to look at Canada around the bottle of maple syrup in his hands.
Canada calmed down and looked at Russia blankly. Canada pulled the bottle of syrup back and sat down. "W-well yea I do. Why d-do you ask?"
"It is not exactly a normal thing to carry around a bottle of maple syrup." Russia said to the Canadian while smirking.
Canada blushed slightly. "w-well I j-just do, s-so do you still w-want some?" Canada asked motioning to Russia's plate of pancakes with his bottle of maple syrup.
Russia snorted what a strange little Canadian. Russia also noticed how Canada had completely stopped stuttering while he was yelling at Russia about maple syrup, but now he had reverted to his normal quite self. "Da I would like to try your maple syrup Canada."
Canada handed the bottle of maple syrup to Russia and watched with expectant eyes as he poured the sticky substance on to his pancakes and then grabbed his fork once again cutting into the pancakes. Russia lifted the piece of pancake up and brought it to his mouth. Once again Russia chewed slowly letting his mouth absorb the taste of the pancakes. "Da you were right Canada. Pancake is much better with the syrup."
Canada smiled at Russia. Another one of his bright smiles filled with pure happiness.
Canada picked up the bottle of maple syrup and began to pour a generous amount of it onto his pancakes. Canada cut into his pancakes and began to lift a piece soaked in maple syrup up to his mouth. Russia watched as Canada lifted the piece of pancake now dripping with syrup up to his mouth. Canada slowly opened his mouth and put the piece of pancake in. Russia was now mesmerized by the way the boy was eating his pancake his eyes transfixed on Canada's mouth. As Canada put the piece of pancake in his mouth a little bit of syrup dripped down his chin. Russia continued to watch as Canada's small pink tongue darted out to lick up the syrup. Russia eyes glazed over as he thought of that tongue licking sticky sweet maple syrup off of his body.
"Mattie! What are you doing?" Both Canada and Russia snapped their heads around to the front of the restaurant where America stood looking slightly pissed.
"Eh? Al what a-are you t-talking about?" Canada said looking just as confused as Russia felt.
"Don't you play dumb with me!" America yelled.
"B-but Al I really don't know-" Canada was cut off by America.
"You were suppose to have breakfast with me! Me Mattie not this commie." America said pointing an accusing finger at Russia.
"Mattie you don't have to try to make friends with a bunch of people your big bro will be here for you whenever." America said.
"Wait what?" Canada asked still very confused.
America latched onto Canada's shirt. "Mattie don't hide it. The only reason you would share pancakes with Russia in an American diner is because you feel like I'm neglecting you. And you're trying to find a replacement, but you don't need to do that Mattie. I'm here!"
Russia glared at America how could anyone be so annoying. Why was it that America always interrupted Russia's time with his little Canada, and just when the boy seemed to be warming up to Russia.
America grabbed Canada's arm and began to pull him out of the booth. "Come on Mattie we gotta go to the meeting." Canada sighed and let America pull him out of the restaurant but not before shooting an apologetic glance back to Russia.
Russia sighed America always ruined his time with Canada. Why did America have to be such an annoying idiot?
Russia left the diner after paying for the meal and returned back to the hotel where the meeting was being held. Russia walked in to the normal conference room and looked around.
"Ve~ Germany I was making pasta yesterday and the funniest thing happened you'll never believe it ve~" Italy proceeded to tell Germany about what happened the other day. Germany banged his head on the table.
"Italy please shut up." Germany groaned as Italy continued his meaningless babbling. Japan sat quietly next to Germany choosing to refrain from speaking.
"Oh Austria the other day I found an outfit that would look so good on you." Hungary cooed as she latched onto Austria's arm.
"Ha Austria you are such a loser why don't you man up!" Prussia yelled at Austria.
"Stop it you jerk! You're upsetting Austria!" Hungary shouted at Prussia.
"Ha you've got to get your little girlfriend to stand up for you. You're such a wussy!"
"Stop it!" Hungary yelled going after Prussia with her frying pan.
"Oh Romano you look like a little tomato!" Spain said poking Romano's cheek.
"Shut up you bastard!" Romano yelled.
"Like Liet don't I look totally awesome right now?" Poland asked spinning around in his skirt.
"Well yea I guess if you want to look like you are the girl then what you're wearing is nice." I don't understand why Poland is wanting to dress like this Lithuania thought to himself.
Latvia stood behind Lithuania trembling while Estonia stood beside him looking bored.
"say it."
"no"
"Say it."
"I said no."
"hey what are you guys talking about?" Denmark asked Iceland and Norway.
"Iceland is still refusing to call me big brother. Say it." Norway said.
"No. I'm not going to say it."
Denmark laughed. "You two would make great brothers you're both creepy and awkward!"
Norway grabbed Denmark's tie and yanked it pulling him to the ground.
"You guys shouldn't fight!" Finland yelled worried they would hurt each other.
"J'st l't 'em be." Sweden said to Finland.
"Are you sure they'll be ok?" Sweden nodded his head as an answer to Finland's question.
Greece was falling asleep in his chair. Turkey was glaring at him from across the room.
"What do you do when a stranger talks to you?" Switzerland questioned Liechtenstein
"Run away and go find you big bruder." The little girl answered.
"Right." Switzerland said nodding his head.
"Get your hands off of me you frog!" England yelled.
"Ohonhonhon why do you deny your love for me." France said moving closer to England. England responded by punching him in the face.
"You guys need to calm down. You fight to much, aru."
America laughed at England and France. While stuffing his face with burgers.
"What are you laughing at you git?"
"You're massive caterpillar eyebrows." America laughed more.
"Why you!" England proceeded to punch America who just laughed more. "You hit like a girl Iggy."
Canada sat off to the side watching all of these events unfold. Russia smiled once he realized that there was an empty seat next to the Canadian. Maybe this meeting wouldn't be so bad he thought to himself.
A/N: oh gosh my fail description at the events going on in this meeting. DX I just wanted to give you guys a longer chapter. I think I failed the most at Sweden's voice. Well next chapter should get back to the plot I had thought out. Much love to my reviewers. 3 XD