Fjortende februar:
Global:
There were few days a year when one could be absolutely guaranteed that nothing would come out of the World Meetings, but that it would still be delightful to go. Today was such a day.
Valentine's Day.
It made stern nations like Germany, Switzerland, Austria and England not even attempt order and method.
It made isolationists and shy nations, like Japan, showing their emotions.
Things were pretty much peace and quiet, if one looked away from sighing, love declarations, eating of food (really, how did America manage to make so much noise eating cupcakes?), hugging and kissing, except for,
-What do you mean, I've downgraded from my marriage to Austria?!
Except for Romania and Hungary being at each other's throat.
-Well, you're dating Prussia now! A man who isn't even a…
-Oh, be quiet, and don't you dare talk to me about my marriage, when you two were going at it in secret during 1867 – 1918.
-How did you know that? Austria asked, despite his earlier resolve that he do not interfere in yet another argument between the two female Nations.
-You mean, how did I catch my husband sneaking out of our house, or, how did I know that it was such a secret?
-The former, Romania and Austria, both blushing embarrassed, said in unison.
-I noticed him sneaking out, because I used to sneak out to meet Prussia.
-How dare you?! Cried Austria out enraged. While we were married?
-You were only politically married, Prussia interjected, he'd been watching the exchange with a smug smirk. You didn't share a bed, let alone a room.
-Oh, now you believe me, Hungary turned towards Prussia. I don't have the number of how many times I've told you that.
-Chocolate anyone? Shouted Liechtenstein to prevent any further arguments.
It worked. Chocolate does that to people.
But besides the little fight, Valentine's Day was an unproductive day for the Nations, even for those that didn't have anyone.
And not just because they were single, chocolate had that effect too on people.
Author's notes:
Ah, love!
I don't own Hetalia