Gilbert absolutely hated waking up. Morning were meant to be lazy, and quiet, and simple. Kiku's morning consisted of waking up at the crack of dawn, opening the shades as wide as they went and drinking weak ass tea in the morning. It was completely, totally and horribly un -awesome. The thing that topped it off for the albino was not having anything fresh to change into, he hadn't brought anything with him think he could wear his brother's cloths if it came down to it. However since he wasn't sharing a room with his bruder he hadn't had a chance to grab something that would fit him. All these thing combined caused Gilbert to lie in bed, unwilling to get up and go to the meeting like they were supposed to.

"Gilbert-kun," Kiku said imploringly. The smaller man had already changed and eaten and was waiting, a tad impatiently, at the door for the awesome, but reluctant European to get his lazy ass out of bed. "The others are waiting for us and I would like to leave as soon as possible. I would be rude of us too keep them waiting, especially Mathew-san."

Rolling over red eyes stared out from the confines of their blanket hide-out, "I am not getting up. It's not even eight. I don't get this up for World Meetings, I refuse to get up even if it is for my awesome Mathieu." He let out a hissing sound before the blanket covered his face again. From above him he could here Kiku let out a sigh before the sound of his footsteps coming nearer. Holding tight on to the blanket, that was doing an awesome job of keeping him warm, Gilbert prepared himself for a game of tug-of-war. What he didn't expect was the blanket to be pulled back from his head before a glass of water was poured over him, ice and all. "Was die verdammte Hölle war das für Sie Arschloch?!"

Jumping from the now sopping wet bed he stared in disbelief at Kiku who was still standing over the bed in disinterest, "We need to get going and this is always the most accurate way in waking Alfred-chan, I assumed it would work just as well on you." Putting the glass down the Asian let a little smile slip on to his face, "It worked better on you actually, I should tell Ludwig-kun."

"Screw you." Gilbert ground out shivering in his wet cloths as he stood there, "If we're going go." He motioned for Kiku to move first, he wasn't planning anything un-awesome, but he also didn't trust Kiku not to do something un-awesome as well. "We need to stop by Luddy's room now so I can grab something to change into." Narrowing his eyes he followed Kiku to the elevator where they went up to the floor above them. Hopefully the two would be awake and they could lend Gilbert something to wear that would fit. Walking around in chafing pants was both uncomfortable and completely un-awesome as well as slightly painful in his nether regions.

Arriving at the door labeled L19 Kiku knocked on the door while Gilbert shifted impatiently, "Ludwig-kun, Feliciano-kun, please open the door, Gilbert needs a new change of clothes."

"Kiku?" The voice was cheerful and obviously Feli's because there was no possible way bruder could get up this early and actually sound marginally pleasant. "Hello!" The door opened fully letting them walk inside instead of taking up an awkward amount of room in the hallway.

Rushing inside Gilbert stripped out of his shirt and down to his underwear, not wanting to stay cold and wet. Rubbing his hands against his arms he looked around for his bruder's things, "Bruder! I need your cloths, Kiku ruined mine!"

A moment later a head of ruffled blonde hair lifted from a pillow across the bed. Blue eyes stared out blearily, latched on to Gilbert before a hand reached out of the pile of blankets and pointed towards a bag sitting on a chair in front of their window. "Shut up Gilbert, you're making a racket and it's too early to be up." Nodding the albino silenced himself before digging through the bag for something suitably awesome for him to wear. His bruder's wardrobe was most diffidently un-awesome, he had only brought his uniform with him and the jacket was always too big on him. Grabbing the loose pants and one of the plain white shirts he changed into them quickly before focusing on the other people in the room.

Feli had been undisturbed by random strip and change but Kiku's entire face was bright red and was faced away from him. "D-do you need to change into front of all of us? There is a bathroom in here." Gilbert let out a sharp laugh. Kiku was such a prude sometimes, he couldn't deal with seeing the Prussian's awesome body. Weak.

"It is your fault I needed to change anyways," Gilbert pointed out pulling the too big jacket on anyways, he was always sad when he realized how big Ludwig had gotten. Pride burned in his chest as well though and it was okay. "Now, we have a meeting to get to, don't we?" Latching on to his bruder's arm the older nation pulled on the appendage until a grown was heard. "Get up bruder, you agreed to come on this little trip so you're going to get up like the rest of us." Another yank and Ludwig was halfway out of head his head hitting the floor hard.

A quick curse and the blonde was on his feet rubbing his sore head, "It's a wonder I turned out okay with the way you treated me as a kid I should have so much brain damage." Continuing to mumble under his breath everyone was forced to wait while he grabbed cloths and changed in the bathroom, much to Kiku's relief. A moment later he emerged completely changed, only lacking his jacket which he began to look for. It only took him another minute to turn to Gilbert who had been snickering into his hand silently. "Bruder, give me my jacket back."

"No," he stuck his tongue out at Ludwig before taking off out the door knowing his bruder would chase him. Grinning like a loon he wrapped the rough green material tighter around him as he shot past the elevator and headed straight for the stairs. Letting out a cackle Gilbert jumped down the stairs three at a time before reaching his destination. Above him he could hear dear Luddy's pounding footsteps, he was close on his tail. "Catch me if you can!" Gilbert screamed up the stairs slamming the door behind him. Rushing into the meeting room they had been assigned he began barricading the door with various chairs and tables knowing none of the things would hold Ludwig for long.

Mathieu, Arthur, and France stared at him in surprise at the entrance. "Gilbert? What are you doing here?" Arthur asked eyes accusing as they stared at the albino who continued to try and keep his angry bruder out. "I didn't think you were in America, or DC, let alone this very hotel."

"Huh?" Turning around Gilbert stared at the others gathered, "Oh, yeah you guys are staying here too." Forgetting about the angry nation trying to break into the room he smiled cockily at them, "Yeah, I met up with Luddy here, I was supposed to be hanging with Al this weekend but he was being completely un-awesome and I couldn't find him at his house. I was heading to the White House, he's been holed up there a lot lately and I thought his boss might be keeping him for extra hours again." He shrugged nonchalantly before a very muscular man came breaking in through the door and tackled him to the floor.

"Give me my jacket damn it Gilbert," Ludwig said doing his best to get the jacket off the groaning body. "I've told you before not to touch my stuff, you need to listen to me when I tell you things." Wrangling the article of clothing off the prone form he sat up and donned the jacket searching through the pockets for something. Pulling out his cross necklace he pulled it over his head and hid it under his shirt before Feli had a chance to come in.

Shoving the lager body off of him Gilbert sat up as well raising and eyebrow at his bruder, "If you would bother to just wear that necklace I wouldn't need to try and make Feli see how much you care about that damn thing." Rolling away from Ludwig Gilbert was quick to pick up the chairs that had been strewn around by Ludwig's entrance and sit down prim and proper, ignoring the looks everyone else in the room was giving him. "Now that everyone's here; who wants to wake up Ivan? Cause I sure as hell am not going to be doing that anytime soon."

Ludwig glared harshly but didn't do anything to dispute Gilbert's claim, "There's no reason to tell Feli." Straightening his jacket the blonde looked over to Arthur pulled his own chair to sit in. "Now, I know no one here gets along with Ivan well, at least not personally, but my bruder is right someone needs to wake him up. I volunteer Mathew."

"What?" Mathew said, not objecting but not agreeing to do it either. Gilbert took a defensive stance in front of the confused nation. "I-I can't wake Ivan up he'd kill me without a doubt!" While Mathew wasn't scared of the large man he was nervous around him, he hated getting into fights despite being able to hold his own in one. "Besides shouldn't Kiku go? He's the most neutral of all of us."

Ludwig shook his head, "No, he's not on good terms with Ivan, besides you're one of his allies I doubt he'd harm you." Kiku interrupted him, not letting Mathew get in his word in.

"I'll do it."