Latvia stood waiting outside of Switzerland's border. Lithuania and Estonia had not yet made an appearance.
"How am I the only one not busy today?" he shoved his hands in his pockets to stop himself from pacing. "Did my boss really not care about the war?"
"Ah, here comes Lithuania now," Estonia said from behind Latvia, causing him to jump. "Where have you been, Lithuania?"
"Pigs! Everywhere! All over the country! And I had to catch them!" Lithuania rubbed the back of his neck and composed himself. "Sorry."
"What about you, Estonia?" Latvia asked, almost accusingly.
Estonia looked down, clearly embarrassed. "Oh the way here I saw this woman with a platter of gingerbread. I really like gingerbread. I asked her if I could have a piece...It had been so long...And she asked me, "Who are you that you think you can just go around asking people for their gingerbread?" I tried to explain to her that I was no one and that I just wanted to have a small taste, but then she started screaming, "Witch!"" Estonia shook his head. "Can you imagine? I spent the better part of an hour trying to calm her down and convince her I wasn't a witch. Eventually I just left."
Lithuania and Latvia exchanged looks and burst out laughing. "You should've tried to fly! Maybe she would've right! And maybe she would've gotten so scared that she would've dropped the gingerbread so she could run away!"
"Don't be stupid, Lithuania!" Estonia yelled at him.
"I agree!" Latvia said over Estonia. "And if she didn't, you could've flown over her and cast spells to make her disappear. Then you would've had your gingerbread!"
Estonia rolled his eyes. "Right. It's all a bunch of fun. 'Haha, Estonia is a kid that likes gingerbread. Haha, Estonia should've flown because a woman called him a witch. Haha.' Just what I need. That woman is not going to get any sleep for the next few nights because she'll be terrified that I'll come and snatch her out of her house. She'll be miserable until she gets over it." Estonia shook his head to clear his thoughts. "Anyway, look what I have."
"Probably something you conjured up in your cauldron!" Lithuania laughed.
"Shut up!" Estonia growled. From his pocket he pulled out a ring with many emeralds along the band. "I found it on the grounds near the conference building. One of the soldiers must have dropped it as they were leaving." From behind them came the sound of galloping. "Who's that?"
"I tried to tell you that America was supposed to come and talk to Switzerland!"
"We should leave," they said in unison. They all looked at each other strangely. "We probably should've met in England...Okay, stop." For a few seconds they all glared at each other. "What is going on here! Enough!"
In the time that it had taken for the Baltics to get over their argument, America and England had already rode in on their horses. America was talking obnoxiously loud and England was reading a map.
"And that's why this day is so completely awesome but also so sucky," America was telling England. "The day is beautiful and we have finally won the war, but so many soldiers have died."
"Shouldn't we have seen Switzerland by now? He said we couldn't go cross his border. Are we taking the right route?" England looked up from his map and noticed that the Baltics looked terrified. He handed the map to America and dismounted. "What is with you three?" England demanded. "You are so white you look like you should be dead, and yet here you are. Are you ghosts?" At the word 'ghost,' America's head snapped up from the map and he got off his horse. He stood behind England and studied the Baltics over his shoulder. "I can only guess if you are in your right mind and can understand me."
"Ghosts?" America asked, his eyes wide. "You aren't really ghosts, right?" America gave a half-hearted laugh. "I mean, if you were anything, you'd be something cooler, right? Like...like a psychic? Go on! Tell my future!"
The Baltics blinked at each other. Was he serious? They looked at England and he shrugged. "Humor him," he mouthed.
Estonia nodded and smiled. "America," Estonia said, bowing, "Ruler of the United States."
Seeing Estonia joking allowed Lithuania to loosen up and play along. He decided to repeat some news that had rushed through the world quickly. "America!" he bowed. "Ruler of Ireland."
Latvia looked at his counterparts as if they had gone insane. What did they think they were doing? America was one of those people that would believe something like this. Lithuania discreetly stomped on Latvia's foot. Latvia gritted his teeth. "America, the future ruler of the world." He bowed his head in the general direction of America.
There were a lot of ways England had expected America to react to this joke but being scared nearly senseless was not one of them. America's eyes were fixed on the Baltics and they were full of fear. England chuckled at him and touched his arm. "America! Why do you look so startled and afraid when they are saying such nice things?" England turned to the Baltics and continued the joke. "Tell me honestly," he winked. "Are you three really psychics or are you the ghosts I had first thought you were? You told America that he would have a glorious future, so much so that you have made him speechless which is no easy feat, but you have predicted nothing for me. If you really are psychics you should tell me my future."
"Uh..." Estonia thought frantically. They had already given away Ruler of the World. "You...are...weaker than America...but also greater."
"You're...not as happy...but you will be much happier?" Lithuania didn't have any ideas.
Latvia rolled his eyes. "You will raise great rulers and one day they will become rulers of the world!" Latvia added without hesitating. He bowed deeply to England, causing the other Baltics to follow suit. When they straightened up, they turned to walk way. They had had enough excitement for one day.
"Wait!" America screamed, finally gaining his senses. "There is so much more that I want to know!" Latvia sighed. He knew America would fall for it. "How is it possible that I rule Ireland? Ireland is powerful; he wouldn't just give up the rule of his own country! And Ruler of the World! That's so...impossible! Of course...I would get to be a great hero, but...No! The Roman Empire isn't going anywhere! Why would you say such crazy things?" Latvia pushed Estonia and Lithuania forward to get them walking again and English turned to America, trying to calm him down. "And why tell us something so insane while we are in the middle of nowhere! That's so creepy! Tell me!"
England finally clamped a hand over America's mouth and looked around. The Baltics were no where to be seen. "Where did they go so fast?"
"They disappeared! Maybe they really were ghosts!"
"England wanted to punch him. "It was just the Baltics, America." To himself he added, "Though their vanishing act was strange..."
A/N
I don't have much to say, but someone requested that I give a cast list. So I will tell you the people who have already been in the story by order of appearance.
Three Witches: Baltics (They usually fit in roles of three)
Scottish King Duncan: Ancient Rome (In this story, it would be better if you thought of Ancient Rome as King of the nations. He rules over the world and the Nations are like his subjects. Which makes him the most respected.)
Malcolm: Veneziano Italy (Malcolm is King Duncan's son.)
Lennox: Spain (A nobleman that shows up a lot in the story)
Ross: France (Another Nobleman)
Angus: Canada (Doesn't really show up that much. Canada will have a collection of unimportant roles)
McDonwald and Traitors: Ireland and Irish Army (The Traitors in the story are Irish)
Norwegian King: Prussia (Isn't Awesome enough to make another appearance in the story)
Macbeth: America (Cause he's the hero)
Banquo: England (Macbeth needs a friend.)