Angle's P.O.V.
America yells loudly " Hey Britain! How come you never took Angle to the world meetings?"
Silence
" World meetings?" Tills head cutely making China squell. Britain backs towards the door. " When's the next one?" " Tomorrow!" says America.
Timeskip to tomorrow
Why did Britain have to get sick? Now I have to find the place by myself.
Timeskip
Great I'm late I think as I walk though the door to the meeting. Everone turns to me and stares. America comes and puts his arm around me. " Everyone this is Cherokee's sister, Angleland." " Hi. Sorry that I'm late. Britain was sick so I had to find this place by myself." " Vell you can sit in Britain's seat then, it's by France and Switzerland." Says Germany. " Ok." walks over and scoots the chair a little closer to Switzerland. Then sits. " Hon hon hon. She gets to sit by me." " Not my choice France." France leans closer. " Are you sure mademoiselle?' " Switzerland can I have your gun for a moment." I whisper to him. " Whatever." Hands me the gun. I point it towards France. " You can ether backoff or I can shoot your face." Finland and Sweeden make a mental note in their head not to get me mad while France backs off fast. " My beautiful face. You wouldn't dare shoot it." " Wanna bet?"
Timeskip cause I don't want to put in all the fighting it' at the end where everyone is leaving
" America, where is Kaleb?" "Oh. Yeah, I forgot to tell you. He got sick." " Where is he?" "At my house." " Ok. I'm going to come over then."
