(America's going to be very OOC but you'll find out why soon enough)
The air in the meeting hall was as thick as molasses as everyone uncomfortably squirmed around the seats, a rare silence was hanging over them like a plastic bag. Even Italy Veneziano was silent for once, as they just waited. Now, what were they waiting for? Well, someone to address the elephant in the room but no one wanted to. Everyone was pretending it didn't exist as they focused on something else. England was stirring his tea with an absent mind, his eyes focused on the monotonous task. Greece, for once not asleep, was rubbing his cat's back with an absent mind. Germany was reorganizing his papers for the twentieth, I'm sorry, the hundredth time. The Netherlands looked far more dazed than usual and was actually smoking his pipe with Belgium trying to ease him by patting him on the arm. France was...being France with far less enthusiasm today. Italy was quietly eating pasta and Romano was glaring at everyone who dared to glance at him. Next to him, was Spain who was glaring daggers into America who was for once quiet as who was for once rather serious in this matter. The only ones who seemed to be normal were Russia, who was smiling in a rather creepy but cute manner and China who was just so done with these kids.
This continued for the next few minutes until Germany stood up and loudly coughed to attract the attention of the nations with most glaring that he interrupted their tasks. Germany, quite used to reactions like this, took a deep breath and said in an agitated but controlled tone, "I believe that as a group we need to address the elephant in the room." Everyone looked away. "America's...kin-states." America visibly flinched. "So, that will be our first order of business. Whether or not we meet these 'states." He finishes but America instead stands up and slams his fist on the wooden table in a fit of anger many countries, even Russia and China had never known he possessed.
"Um...Excuse me these are my babies, we're talking about so what the hell man!" America demanded of the attendance, his blues eyes peering into the people around.
Germany stood up and said, "America this is completely inappropriate-"
"Oh shut up! If it comes to protecting my angels, I don't care what's appropriate or not," America growled before being pulled into his chair by an invisible hand that he was fighting against.
"We allow you to speak but first, we need to address this issue," Germany said, trying to calm the agitated father who looked like he was five seconds from marching over to Germany and tossing him out of the window. And knowing that he could, made Germany slightly afraid but not enough to break his concentration on the task. "As we have recently come to discover, the United States of America is not only a-a," he takes the time to collect himself, "father."
"I still can't believe that," China said pointing at America who was glaring at the ancient country, "decided to reproduce."
"Well, at least I don't censor everything for my kids," America smugly says.
"It's totally true," Hong Kong said from across the table as he rolled his eyes.
"Quiet, Hong! I swear no respect for elders anymore," China said before Germany cleared his throat.
"Well, America, you must admit the prospect of you even knowing the process in which children are created is strange, to say the least," Germany replied. God, why wasn't there a bar around her?
America leaned back in his chair his already scarily unusual scowl deepening as he stared at Germany, "Is it because I'm not a sad sack like you guys all the time? Do you just assume that because I'm cheery that I'm stupid?"
Germany tried to maintain his face, but this side of America was rather disturbing. If he was going, to be honest, he'd rather have the overly goofy and smug America than this one. This one was...unnerving. I guess America was a superpower, but still. He looks around the room to see that everyone was staring at the American with wide eyes, including England whose mouth was hanging wide open that it was amazement he wasn't catching flies. Pretty impressive actually.
Turning back to the American, Germany opened her mouth before he was stopped by America with, "Also, why are you guys so interested in my kids? I'm like the best dad ever and it's really not any of your business."
England shook his head before narrowing his eyes that the angry American and asked, "Well, why do you barge in our lives?"
America turned his electric blue eyes on the Brit that seemed to flash and actually managed to make England gulp. Unnerving? More like terrifying. Does he always get like this when his kids are mentioned? "Why do you want me to?"
"Pardon me, I nev-"
"Don't act so innocent World War 2. Ring any bells?" America asked and England actually turned red before turning away with a scowl.
"Wanker," England muttered. Just because he wanted his help then, doesn't me he has to bug them all the time.
"That goes for all of you by the way. If it wasn't for MY military and MY money, you would still be crawling around in the decimation of Hitler's," points and stares at Germany who dodged his eyes, "war. Or living under it. You're welcome. Still never got a thank by the way."
"Well, um...America please sit," Germany said, not wanting to be reminded of World War 2 or its aftermath. It was just too painful.
"No, I'm talking!" He yelled before walking over and pushing Germany out away from the head of the conference table. He took a breath before in a flash giving a big smile, that was still slightly unnerving after the earlier display that it caused some to turn away. Was this guy bipolar or something? "My state, my babies, my kids, are just that kids. Good ones too and even if they wanted to, they couldn't harm any of you even if they wanted to because they would have to go through me first."
"But America-san, if this is true, then why hide them?" Japan said, slightly stuttering from the shock of America's behavior.
America's smile faded and he stared at Japan for at least a solid minute before saying in a voice that held no emotion, almost robotic, "If countries wanted you to suffer simply because you believe in democracy and freedom and would no doubt use the things you love above all else, would you tell anyone? It's happened before."
"N-no," Japan stuttered. What was that about?
America then gave a huge, blinding smile and finished with, "Anyway, that's why you shouldn't want to meet my kids." He went back to his seat and plopped down as the other countries stared once more.
Germany then went back to his spot, too frightened by America to refute the pushing and just wanting to grab a beer and run. "Well, America, you made your point."
"I did."
"And we'll have a vote to see whether or not certain countries we'll be able to meet your states," Germany said, noticing America's newly formed smile beginning to slip. "In the name of democracy, he quickly finished."
America's eyebrow twitched but the smile stayed up as he said, "Alright, but only because of the fact I love democracy."
Germany nods and says, "Ja. So. What do we think?"
"I would meet them just to see America can actually raise a living being," England said, as he took a drink of his tea. "I still have my doubts."
America's smile dips a little as he says, "Well, at least my children love me." This earned a glare from England who looked absolutely scandalized.
"Oui! What a fine brood America has given the world," France said.
"Well, at least they forgot about me," said a quiet voice next to America.
"And, of course, to meet the petie-enfants, my sweet Mathieu has given me," France continued as sparkles surrounded him.
"Oh, maple," the quiet voice, which was actually Canada, as people stared at him. "The one time I don't want them to see me."
Germany stared at him for a moment before saying, "Oh yeah, um...well..."
"Canada."
"Canada's provinces as well."
Canada visibly sighed and muttered something under his breath before going back to being quiet as Kumajiro started to play with his long curl.
America's smile dipped again.
Japan looked around before saying "Hai."
America smile dipped again. "What the hell, Japan! I thought we were buddies." Japan's only response was to shrug.
"Si," Spain said. "The least you can do is let me see them." Still quite bitter isn't he. Mexico growled.
America's smile dipped again.
"Si! I think babies are cool!" Italy Veneziano replied with another large smile.
America's smile dipped again.
"Yeah, no," came Italy Romano. "Why do I care about the hamburger bastard's bastard?" Why did that sound protective?
America's smiled raised a bit.
"Nein!" Prussia said, materializing near there. "America and Canada have the right, not to introduce their kids and it's so not awesome to force them."
America's smiled raised a bit. "Danke, Prussia," America said and Prussia nodded. Other countries, meanwhile, were shocked that America spoke something other than bad English, even if it was one word.
"Ні ((Author's note: this is actually no in Ukrainian))," a meek voice said, accompanied by the sound of a drum. "While it would be interesting, they are still children and we have no right to overwhelm them."
America's smiled raised a bit. He looked over to see the one who had said 'no' was. It turned out to be Russia's busty sister, Ukraine.
Germany continued, "I say, ja. They are still children and can still be dangerous."
America's smile dipped again and he glared.
"I also say ja," a feminine voice came. It was Belgium who was happily biting into a Belgian waffle. She took a few seconds to convert the sugar breakfast product into a paste before swallowing it. "Besides it could be interesting to meet them."
America's smile dipped again.
The Netherlands just nodded.
America's smile dipped again.
"I'll do whatever Big Brother wants," came Ukraine's little sister Belarus who was looking bored at the whole thing.
America's smile dipped again.
This went on for some time until the only ones were America's political and economic rivals, China and Russia, and his mail-order bride/friend, Lithuania. It actually caused him to gulp a bit but maintained the tiny smile on his face as he stared at the two.
"I don't really care about the stupid American, so why would I care about his spawns?" China asks.
America could almost choke him when he heard that. How dare he say that about his angels?
"да. They will be very interesting," Russia said with a creepy smile.
"Stay away from my kids, commie," America says with a pout.
Russia turns to him, same childish smile, and said, "But, friend America, I'm not communist anymore."
America rolled his eyes but put his tiny smile back on. At this point, it was tied. Lithuania was the deciding factor. He let his smile curl up again and his eyes shut. They bros. He let him live at his house. He knew how precious his angels were. There was no way that Lithy wouldn't vote in his favor. No possible way.
"What do you think, Lithuania?"
America immediately popped open his eyes to see Russia looking straight at a trembling Lithuania who doing everything in his power to shrink into his chair.
"Well, I think..." Lithuania began, looking between the two major powers. One with a pleading look on his face that resembled a kicked puppy, the other a smile but one that he knew far too well from his Soviet Union days. The type of smile that says if you dare cross me, you will find yourself locked out in nothing but a French Maid's uniform if I'm being nice. It wasn't an easy decision. Especially since, Russia was grabbing his back, digging his fingernails into his scar. Oh God, it was painful.
"So what do you think?" Russia asks as the fingers dipped deeper and deeper. It was so painful. Stop. Anything just make it stop. It hurt. It hurt.
"Yes, I think we should!" Lithuania finally piped up and his back was finally released causing his to be able to breathe again. He looked up at America who was giving him a deep look betrayal as the smile he had held onto dropped completely. Lithuania proceeded to mouth 'sorry' to the other country who just sighed before turning to Germany.
"So the yeses have it," Germany said before turning to America. "We thank you for your cooperation in this matter."
"I only did it because I love democracy and nothing else, but it's betrayed me once again," America muttered in a huff before pulling out his notepad and writing down an address before folding it into an airplane and threw it at Germany who stopped it before it managed to hit him in the eye.
"I'm done here," with that, America stood up and started making his way to the door.
"We're not don-" Germany began before America whirled around.
With a big, goofy grin and lowered eyebrows, America said, "I said, I'm done. Besides, I have to go home and warn my kids that you guys will be coming soon right?" They turned away from this and America walked out.
Author's Note: Hello, me again, and I am so sorry we have another country meeting but I had to show this side of America for the rest of the story to make sense but I promise we'll start meeting all the states in the next chapter. So I'll see you then and have a fantastic day or evening Bye~!
