They all lazily lay around the meeting room, America was droning on about him being the hero while smacking the picture of the world while Britain argued with him.

Russia just smiled and nodded at anything anyone said with a friendly grin but had a murderous under line.

China sat and flicked smushed up paper out the window boredly.

Canada sat quietly and practically invisible.

France's head rested against the table snoring soundly while a very giggly Australia leaned across the table and drew Britain's eyebrows onto France with a permanent marker.

"Australia if you continue you to carry on like a child I'll kick you out of the commonwealth..." Britain turned away from the complaining America to yell at his ex-colony.

"Come on mate, just tryin to livein up you sorry bunch of bloaks..." Australia lazily chucked the marker across the table and leaned back in his chair.

A koala bear peered up from the ledge of the table and stared at every one with a death glare that even sent a chill down Russia's spine.

There was a gentle tap on the door. "Oh god...my stomach just fell out my butt..." Britain muttered as he already knew who was knocking on the door. Australia stared at him disgustedly. "She's really lucky to have a guy like you..." Australia muttered sarcastically and grabbed his pen and began to draw a Hitler moustache on France.

America walked to the door but Britain seemed to dive for the door a yank in open violently.

A girl stood on the other side, she wore a blue and white short dress with a brown waste coat and her browny blond hair was tied up in a messy bun. She wore a pair of messy gum boots which left muddy footprints trailing down the hall.

Britain couldn't contain the overpowering smile that lit up his face when he saw the beautiful country. "Sorry I'm late...my tractor broke and I had to walk in the mud then the sheep got out...it was a night mare..." she casually strolled into the meeting room.

"Just like a kiwi..." Australia muttered and grinned at New Zealand. "In-bred..." she said in a mocking tone.

"Sheep-shagger"

"Crocodile Dundee"

"Bush pig"

"Convict"

"Mud-"

"Ok...that's enough..." France interrupted, he leaned up. He had Britain's eye brows, a moustache and cat whiskers drawn on his face. New Zealand and Australia both giggled like naughty school kids.

"Oi...Britain...who's the chick?" America very loudly, she obviously heard him and gave America a friendly smile. "New Zealand. Well...I'm the south island of new Zealand...but my names Emily...but I'm never called that, most people call me Kiwi..." she beamed at the older country, Britain shot a death glare at America. "or sheep shagger!" Australia shouted with a smirk. "But out pav stealer!" she muttered to him.

The meeting continued as normal except Britain seemed quieter and he was even nice to America. Britain was steaming with jealousy as the kiwi and Australia laughed and chatted.

Australia walked the hall alone with a beaming smile. "Oi Auzzie...what the hell was that?" Britain stormed up the hall towards him, Britain was slightly shorter than him and Australia had a lot more muscle. "What was what?" he asked in very relaxed tone as the fuming English man stood very close to him. "You were flirting...with her..." he said with a slight blush. "Flirting? No...she's like a sister to me...can't say I've never thought bout it but...no..." Australia smiled at his ex-leader. "oh...sorry..." Britain hung his head low.

"Gday jafa!" the Australian shouted down the hall as a man walked up the hall.

The man had blond hair with curled into sheep like horns on the side of his head. He wore a brown uniform and black boots and a military style hat. "Hey Ozzie...hey Iggy..." the north island of New Zealand said.

Britain grumbled "Hello North..." he said with a un-amused tone. "What ya fellas talkin about?" he asked with a friendly smile. "Just your South island..." Britain said with a sigh, he hated North Island because it was his idea to become independent. "What about her?" he asked his eye brow twitched, "I thought Australia was flirting with her but he wasn't so I'm just going to go walk to her.

Britain went to walk away but a pale hand wrapped around his collar and shoved him against the wall violently. "You bloody back of my little sister..." the blond kiwis face was hard and very close to the fearfull England.

"Oi jafa back off him..." Australia grabbed his shoulder and yanked him away from the Brit. "Ya know I like a good brawl but you guys a mates..." Australia complained to the angry North. "I was never mates with that land stealing pom..." the north island hissed.

"Neither is my sister..." he growled and walked off without another word.

Britain fixed his shirt "Bloody psycho that one is..." Britain complained, Australia half nodded. "He's just a bit over protective...he doesn't want a civil war happening to him..." Australia watched as the North island walked off. "You like him?" Britain asked with a confused face. "No! Not like that...I'm not a bloody homo!" Australia quickly walked off.

New Zealand sat in the lunch room with Canada. They were munching down on a stack of pancakes. "These are so good...I should start importing maple syrup..." She said as she stuffed her face with another pancake and took a huge gulp of L&P. "Y-yeah...ok...I'll send you some..." Canada said nervously. Britain strolled into the lunch room and slowly sat across from New Zealand.

"Kia Ora pom..." she said with a playful smile. Britain smiled and nodded meekly. "What's up Britain...you're so quite all the time..." she said while she stuffed another pancake in her mouth. "N-nothing...just haven't seen you in a long time..." he smiled at her, his eyes began to trail and explore her perfect face.

She was nothing like she was as a kid. he remembered her as the little Tom boy kid with short brown hair and coated in mud all the time. Now she a beautiful independent girl but still covered in mud at least he hoped it was mud on her boots.

"I haven't seen you either...maybe we should hang out some time..." she said with her trade mark friendly smile. He blushed, "Yeah...wanna go see a play or a boat ride or go for tea?" he asked with a new found confidence.

"Australia, my bro and me are going to play some rugby tomorrow...wanna come?" she pushed the empty plate away from her. "...Sure..." he said, she didn't mean a date like he thought but it was still time to spend with her. He was also nervous to play rugby with such a delicate looking girl but he would get to touch her which he would enjoy.

Jafa is a insult for a New Zealander from Auckland (north island) it means Just Another Fucking Aucklander. Sheep shagger is a common australian insult for a Kiwi.

L&P is a very polular lemon fizzy drink, itss sooooo yum!

I choose New Zealand and Australia to be best friends but consantly fighting eachother because its like a sterotype for a Kiwi and a Auzzie

Im not sure if Australia should have a crush on anyone, if you have any ideas of who he should have a crush on please REVIEW! i need help!

Thanks for reading it so far. next chapter up soon