End of the 19th century – at the previously mentioned meeting with Germany
"I hope that past misunderstandings won't affect new trade opportunities. You are the greatest modern weapons manufacturer in Europe" Serbia says sitting on the opposite side of a table to Germany and Prussia. The members of her delegation stands behind her.
Germany, using mannerisms way to mature for his age, nods. He held his fingers entangled near his chest making a triangle with the edge of the table. "Of course not. The affairs of state have no business affecting matters of business. That is if the payments are regular of course."
Serbia couldn't stop her mind from wandering to the time she and her friends were that young. All the fights, pranks, fart jokes and laughing about mispronounced words. But that was a different time, for different kids. "About that, what happens if I for some reason cannot pay on time? Can the payments get paused in case of natural disaster or, God forbid, war?"
"Why do you ask? Are you planning to go to war?" Prussia interrupts.
"No, I was only asking in case such a thing happens..." she says as her eyes move from one nation to another.
They become quiet for a moment. "All your actions after taking the merchandise, despite the circumstances, will be noted and will greatly affect any future trade" Germany says stern.
"I see" she replies.
"And it would be wise not to start any problem with with our allies. It won't affect trade but you probably would not like having our government as an enemy. I know what pain Austria can be but..." Prussia adds nonchalantly.
The delegation starts to protest, speaking for the first time since they entered the negotiation room. "Why does everyone keep asking me that? Why would I fight someone as powerful as him? I'm not an idiot."
"You fought Ottoman" Germany says.
"That's because he is torturing and banishing my people. Austria is arrogant…
"As he has every right to be" Prussia adds.
"...but he tolerates them...at least the ones that live at his place. I give you my word that I have no attention of attacking Austro-Hungary now or ever" she says with confidence.
"Alright then, since everything is arranged, I will end this meeting" Germany says and stands in a military position. He shows them the door and the delegation leaves.
Next scene: "What a strange child" a delegation member comments to which Serbia shushes him. "Be quiet, he may hear you" she whispers making her pace faster with every step.
Modern times
At the EU office: Germany is in his office when the door knocks. "You wanted to see me?" Serbias head pops up.
"Yes" he stands up and officially states: "I would like to take this opportunity to congratulate you on your progress. Reforms and hard work you showed as an EU candidate are commendable."
Serbia smiles happy: "Does this mean I'm a member now?"
"No" he shortly replies. "But you will be awarded for your efforts" he says and presents her with a red and white credit card. She takes it confused.
"It is a card for your private use. You may spend it however you wish" he says as we watch Serbia inspect it. "How much money are we talking about?" she asks.
Germany puffs out some air through his mouth. "Enough. My personal gift, hope you enjoy" he says calmly.
Serbia smirks. "Is this a trick? There is no way you are being so generous with no strings attached. I'm going to have to pay this back with interest, aren't I" she says still smirking. "The only string is that you don't use it for something illegal. And don't crash the economy."
She raises her eyebrow.
"Alright then. I have some business to attend so if you would kindly..." he says showing her the door. Serbia says goodbye and leaves.
Next scene: Serbia is walking the streets on an unspecified European city still observing the credit card. She ponders for a bit and looks around. There are many clothing stores around. She grins and we see a montage of her entering the stores one by one, leaving with the sound of the register with more and more shopping bags.
Next scene: Get me the most expensive desert you have" she says entering a posh pastry shop. She is presented with a plate and gives her hard. It is accepted. "Hmmm...can you put gold on it?" The shop clerk does so and reads the card again. It again gets accepted.
Next scene: Back home, Serbia sits down on a park bench, tired, carrying an enormous amount of bags. "I can't believe I spent so much. I should be more careful with the rest. Give it to charity or invest, but how am I going to do that if I don't know how much money I have left?" she mumbles as two figures approach her. It's Czechia and Slovakia.
"Hey guys. What's up?" she asks greeting them. "What are you doing at my place?"
"Well, we were going on a vacation to the Croatia's seaside when someone wanted to stop by and say hello" she says teasing Slovakia. He smiles ans says to Serbia: "Nice to see you again. It's been a while since the last time we saw each other."
"I suppose it has. Hey, how about I show you around. My treat" she says waving the red credit card. The two look at each other and shrug.
"Besides, we have a drinking match to finish" Serbia clearly addressing Czechia. She smiles and accepts.
Next scene: That evening in Germany's house. We see him watch TV alone, sipping on his beer. His phone rings and he answers it. A party is heard through the speaker.
On the other side of the line, Serbia, in an extremely good mood, is in a club surrounded by intoxicated people partying. Slovakia and Czechia and getting a thousandth flaming shot of the evening. She speaks loudly as to be heard over the music: "Hey, it's me. Just how much funds did you put in this? I have been spending like crazy all day and it keeps being accepted."
"I'm glad you're having fun" Germany is barely heard.
"Listen, I'm having a party at a club at my place. I'm going to spend this card even if it's the last thing I do. You wanna join us?"
On the other side, Germany scratches his head: "Whose with you?"
"Czechia and Slovakia for now. She and I have some unfinished business, hehe. But I'll call the rest as soon as I finish this call."
"I already decided what I'm going to do tonight. There is a Mr Bean marathon" he says.
"Really?" her voice is heard "I mean he's alright but not worth staying in."
"I disagree and besides I already have my night planned out. I'm sorry that I won't come" he replies.
"Well...okay then. I'll hang up. See you" she says.
"Good night."
Next scene: The two intoxicated nations look at her. "Why so gloomy? Are you surprised?" Czechia says. Serbia is silent for a bit.
"He hasn't changed at all, has he?" she asks them.
"Nope" Slovakia replies.
"Not in the slightest" Czechia responds chugging another shot.
Serbia shakes her head and takes a shot herself. She takes her phone again and dials the next number.
You are probably wondering why I put these two stories together. Honestly, I have no idea. Just thought I should let you know.