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At the next world meeting, the seating arrangement had been changed, and Vatican ended up sitting next to a small blond girl in a wheel chair.

"Guten tag." Vatican greeted as she sat down.

The girl smiled up at her. "Zǎochen hǎo. I suppose you are the Vatican city my parents have been talking about?"

"Yes. Who are you?" Vatican answered.

"I'm Beijing." she answered softly. "China and England are my parents."

"Ah." The teen's eyes wandered down to the blond Asian's leg, which was wrapped up securely in a cast. "What happened?"

Another Asian boy, probably around eight, appeared on behind Beijing. "She pushed me out of the way of an out-of-control car and took the hit. Her left leg is broken in multiple places, along with her nervous system being damaged there. I'm Hong Kong, by the way."

"Nice to meet you. Hope you feel better soon, Beijing." Vatican replied, turning her attention to the meeting that was now starting.

"So why did you call us here, da?" Russia asked, leaning on his arm and smiling.

America sighed, rubbing his forehead. "I...need your guys' help. My government wants to tear the red wood forests of California and Southern Oregon up, and I don't know what to do."

"What?!" everyone yelped.

"OMG but like, what about the animals? Like, where else could they, like, live?" Poland asked.

Hungary rolled her eyes. "Poland, people live there too!"

"Like, I totally knew that."

"And all the history at those sights! And the world record that was set!" Japan added. "The largest tree in the world is a red wood in those forests!"

"What about the little summer cottage you have there...?" Beijing asked quietly. "If they tear the forests down, we can't go camping anymore."

"That's what I told them. That I took my sis camping there every year." America answered. "There's one and only one way we can save the forests, they said, and that's to, somehow, raise a million dollars in a month and a half." Everyone's faces fell, and the thought of 'that's impossible, we'll never do it' raced through their minds. It seemed as if the red wood forests were doomed.

"I have an idea!" Vatican stood up so suddenly, her chair toppled over backwards as she planted her hands on the table, causing a loud smacking noise that's drew everyone's attention to her. "We could put on a show or, or, a performance! Something so huge, thousands of people will want to see it! And part of the money for the tickets will go to your government in order to save the red wood forests!"

Lithuania's face lit up. "That's a wonderful idea, Ms. Vatican! People do know we exist, they just don't know who we are. Maybe we can somehow mask our faces then put on a show, and all benefits will go to the red wood forests!"

"We could use the stage in Washington D.C., it's huge! It has room for at least twenty thousand people!" America brightened up a bit.

"Let's see..." Estonia pulled out a calculator. "If tickets costed about ten American dollars, and roughly twenty thousand people came, that'd be 200,000, a million divided by two hundred thousand, that'd be about five shows."

"Ve, five shows in a month and a half? Seems a bit crowded to me, but we can pull it off!" Italy cried excitedly, clapping his hands together. He looked at Vatican. "Right, Bellatrix?"

Everyone went silent.

Then Prussia burst into a howling laughter. "Bellatrix, what kind of name is that!"

"It's an Italian name because some people couldn't pronounce Heidi, bastard." Romano scoffed. "It's also the name of a star in the constellation of Sirius, I believe."

Vatican got up calmly, her eye twitching, and walked over to where Prussia sat, laughing his ass off. She slammed her hand onto the table, which immediately silenced his laughter, and grabbed the collar of his shirt, forcing him to stand up and bring his face close to hers. She lowered her voice.

"You are not stronger than me. You do not mess with the world's holy capital, the world's strongest micronation. You are just a nation who's lost it's empire, forced to share a country with another personification in order to continue to live. You are only half of Germany, I am military strong, and have the power to call another Crusade at a moment's notice.'

With that, she pushed him back into the chair and calmly walked out of the room.

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