So this is a new chapter... I have more chapters written ahead, so I'll probably update within the next few says, assuming that I'll actually have time.
For those of you in America, it's Fourth of July weekend. For those who don't know what that means, Fourth of July weekend is when Fourth of July (our independence day) fall on a Friday, Saturday or Sunday, thus resulting in bar-b-ques and parties with a theme of red, white and blue and overall "all American" things (America: What's so wrong with that!?). So I'm going to be dragged to another thing tomorrow...
Hopefully I can actually get this up before anything happens. My computer shouldn't spazz for now... Hopefully...
Anywho! On to the chapter! I don't own Hetalia!
The meeting:
Chaos… Complete and utter chaos… That was the only way to describe this meeting. Every country in the world was there, and each had at least two representatives. Or that's how Rosario looked at it. The guys were getting into arguments with each other, the girls would either join or start talking amongst themselves.
'How the hell am I supposed to get them to stop arguing!?' Rosario thinks to herself. She looks over to Germany. He's nearly broken the table trying to get everyone's attention. Now, Germany is sitting down, head in his hands and sighing. Rosario thought about what she had brought with her.
'I have my computer with me,' Rosario thinks. 'But it would be weird if I suddenly just take out my computer…' Rosario looks around the room, everyone is talking, screaming, gesturing to another person. 'Then again… Maybe not.'
Rosario digs through her bag; she brings out her computer.
"What are you doing?" Germany asks her.
"I'm going to stop the arguing," Rosario responds.
"How do you plan to do that with a computer?" Germany asks.
"Music," Rosario says, looking around the room.
"Music?" Germany asks, intrigued.
"Music," Rosario nods. "But first I need to plug this into a speaker.
"There's one of the side of the room, but I don't know if it works."
"Do you have a can?" Rosario asks, digging to her bag again.
"I have a military knife, and a gun," Germany responds.
"I'm surprised by that they allowed you to bring weapons in. I was barely able to get the iced tea and banana in," Rosario says, taking out her iced tea bottle. She proceeds to finish the contents of the bottle in one breath.
"We have special clearance, and don't let Arthur see you with that," Germany says. They had already discussed what their names would be beforehand. No one besides their governments are supposed to know about the existence of the nations.
"He saw me with it before, in the car," Rosario says. She places the, now, empty bottle on the table. She goes back into her bag, digging for something.
"Ah," Germany says, trying to see what Rosario is digging for. He sees her taking out a little black rectangle.
"Can I get that knife?" Rosario asks, hand extended to Germany.
"Okay?" Germany takes out his knife and hands it to her. He watches Rosario cut off the bottom and the top of the bottle. She then sets both the middle of the bottle and the knife down.
"I'll been right back."
Rosario walks towards the water cooler. She grabs two cups and walks back to Germany. She separates the cups and sets them down on the table. She pick one cup back up, takes a pen from her bag and the middle of the bottle. She traces the bottle's circumference. She then takes the knife, and tries to cut a hole into the cup.
"Would you like me to help?" Germany offers.
"That would be nice," Rosario smiles at Germany.
Germany takes the cup and cuts a perfect hole into it. While Germany's cutting the first cup, Rosario takes the second cup and traces the other side of the bottle. Germany sets the first cup down and cuts the out the hole in the other cup. Rosario takes the bottle and removes the label. Rosario then starts to try and dissect the black rectangle. Upon a closer look, Germany discovered that it was an iPod touch.
"I would leave that in the case," Germany says. Rosario looks up from the iPod; she looks at Germany confused. "We've been known to break things," Germany supplies. Rosario makes a face of understanding. She then traces the outline of the iPod within the case. Germany then takes the bottle and cuts the hole out. He gives the bottle to Rosario. She puts the cups on the ends of the bottle, and she inserts the iPod into the slot. Rosario hits the play button that's at the top of the screen and screams of despair, pain and agony fill the air, along with an electric guitar.
Everyone looks up, confused by the source of the noise. Rosario pauses the music once everyone is quiet.
"Now that we finally have your attention," Rosario says, making sure that her voice is loud enough to be heard. "Perhaps we could start actually discussing some topics."
"Like what?" Turkey asks. He's seated next to Greece for God knows what reason.
"Like the Millennium Goals, and how they've failed to meet their time line," Rosario says.
Everyone looks at each other, quiet.
"How have they failed?" Someone asks. He was wearing a dark suit, with a white shirt. He has dark curly hair, and a beard. On the table in front of him was a long white keffiyeh.
"In theory, by now, there should be no crippling poverty, or hunger, men and women should be considered equal though out the world, the literacy rate should be as close to 100% worldwide if possible, major diseases, such as HIV/AIDS, malaria, would have a cure, children wouldn't die, women wouldn't die after child birth and improvement in global warming, all by the year 2015. Would you say that we have any of those things today?"
"I would say that we were closer than we were before," He responds.
"Okay," Rosario nods. "But what about the proposal by the UN to try to give women more rights, access to birth control and marriage equality, and many more things that could've helped achieve the Millennium Goals that was shut down due to countries being concerned about birth control and their shrinking population?"
"Because it wasn't denied due to the marriage equality at all," Turkey says sarcastically.
"Even if that was another part of it, the major complaints that I saw made by other countries dealt with how their population was shrinking. Also, taking into consideration that we actually want to decrease the population before we over populate the Earth, thus making it unable to be inhabited by anything, as well as reduce the number of people consuming and potentially moving the consumable goods to other places where they are actually needed, would be necessary. How do you propose the world should continue trying to accomplish the Millennium goals now that the date has come and past?" Rosario looks around the room. "This is an open question, people. Also, I apologize for seeming harsh, but we have this room for all of 3 hours, starting from 6:15 am, it is now," Rosario looks at her watch, "almost 9:00 am, we need to do something productive with the time. I know I was a reason that this meeting was delayed, but I do intend to make sure that something is discussed, as opposed to just watching everyone here argue about God knows what!"
'She sounds like Germany…' was the basic thought going around the room.
"Are you honestly so naïve as to think that we can accomplish anything within 15 minutes?" the man in the dark suit says.
"No, of course not," Rosario says, organizing some papers in front of her.
"Then what were you hoping to accomplish?" Turkey asks.
"I wanted to be able to at least say that we tried to talk about something," Rosario says.
"Ugh," America says, getting up. "Wha happened?"
"I stuffed a cupcake that I made with Oliver in your mouth," Rosario says, not missing a beat.
"Oh," America says, shaking his head.
"Hey, Al?" Female America says.
"Yea, Amelia?"
"How long do we have this room for?"
"Until about," America looks at his watch, "11:30."
"You said before that we have the room for three hours after we arrived, with our estimated time of arrival at 6:15."
"That was for introductions and what not," America says, waving his hand dismissively.
Everyone looks at the burning fire taking over Rosario, she was angry, and everyone minus America could see it. Even Italy could feel the anger radiating off her. However, she hid it behind a smile. She turns to the rest of the room and says, "Then I suppose we have time to discuss this matter as well as many others." Her voice seemed pleasant enough, but some weren't so sure of its sincerity.
"Did you seriously think it'd take three hours for everyone to say their name?" Female America asks, leaning on the table with her elbows.
"We have every country in the world, plus another representative here, how long did you think it would take?" America tries to reason.
"I told then my name and said that I hope to be able to learn their names in the future, for this is a big group and any names that I hear will go in one ear and out the other," Rosario says. "It took all of five minutes.
"Then you still don't know everyone's name," America says.
"What's the point of learning something that I'm going to almost immediately forget!?" Rosario asks. "Besides, I think that we could use that time more productively."
"Like how?" America asks.
"Seating arrangements so that no one argues?"
"Anything else?"
"Actual discussion?"
"That all?"
"A peace word to break up arguments."
"Like that'll work," Turkey says.
"Nothing takes immediate effect, not even God can change that," Rosario says.
"Catholic?" Turkey asks.
"I believe in a high good power and a higher evil power," Rosario says. "But I was brought up Catholic at home and in school."
"Then you won't get along with a rather large percentage of the people here," He says, knowingly.
"According to your one word question?" Rosario asks with disbelief.
"It's more than a one word question," Turkey says, gesturing to Rosario with his finger, "It's a life-style."
Rosario looks at him, blinks, blinks again, then says, "You do realize that's like me saying "Turkish?" and basing everything that you say, everything you do, your every action and opinion on the fact that you were born Turkish, correct?"
No one seemed to notice Greece making thumbs up and a smile to Rosario, happy that Rosario was arguing against the Turk.
"Wha—" Turkey says, wondering where this girl came from.
"The circumstances under which one is born, while it bears influence on the person's life, does not dictate the way that a person's acts."
"I think that we might want to work on that 'peace word' as you said before," Japan says, before this could escalate any more.
"Something that is universal, perhaps?" Rosario asks.
"Why not just peace?" America says, putting two fingers up and his palm facing him.
Most of the other nations freak out about this. Rosario sighs, putting her head in her hand.
"What?" America says not understanding what just happened.
"Congratulations, you just said 'f- you' to the world," Rosario says.
"Something that everyone will recognize?" Canada says quietly. Germany unleashes his wrath from the idiocy of what's happening. Rosario sees what is about to happen and crawls under the table in front of her.
"ENOUGH!" Germany says, slamming the table, causing it, finally, to break.
The breaking of the table caught everyone's attention. Everyone quiets down.
"I think it might be time for a break," England says. Rosario crawls out from underneath the table, careful to avoid splinters.
Everyone gets up and starts to move around, getting into their own groups. Rosario observes who goes to who, and makes a mental note as to how they are interacting.
"Rosario," Germany says.
"Sì, signore?" Rosario responds with a smile.
"Are you okay?" Germany asks. He didn't expect to break the table like that, so he's concerned that Rosario, the only person sitting at the head of the room with him. After all, the table did splinter.
"I'm fine. I ducked under the table when I saw you about to hit the table," Rosario says, smiling.
"That's good."
"Ve~! Germany~!" Veneziano Italia says. Germany looks over at him.
"Go to your friend, I need to go make round anyway," Rosario says, half-pushing Germany towards Italy.
"I'm Ludwig, by the way," Germany says.
"Nice to meet you Ludwig," Rosario shakes Germany's hand and smiles. She walks in the other direction, and Germany walks off towards Italy and Japan.
I'm going to try and not get political during this... This is the only meeting that I will actually show you, as I'm trying somewhat to be reminiscent of how Hetalia started out. Next chapter, the Axis Powers talk, and Rosario meets the BTT. Please review~! Bye bye~!
