Thus ends the character introductions. If you couldn't tell, I really like the Germanics (and yes, I know Hungary isn't Germanic, but she's too amazing to be left out and I didn't want Liechtenstein to be the only girl). There aren't enough fics of them interacting, and I know there are fics of Germany and Prussia going to Hogwarts, but as a group there aren't any to my knowledge (if there are please tell me, I'd love to read them!). I hope none of the nations are two out of character. Liechtenstein is really fun to write.
Why are there owls in my living room?!
Liechtenstein woke up quite early, though not as early as her brother, and decided to take a small run to wake her body up. The last thing she expected to see when she came back was a large brown bird, that was, upon further inspection, and owl, sitting on the windowsill.
Now Liechtenstein was, no doubt, an animal lover, so she was pleasantly surprised to see it sitting there, though she wondered what it was doing all the way over here. She spent a few minutes admiring the way the newly risen sun bathed its feathers in gold, and how it always seemed to be watching her (she had fun with this one, moving all around to see where it's head would go). She was even happier when a similar owl, this one paler brown, also landed on the windowsill. During her admiring, she noticed a small, rolled up paper, and she took it from the magnificent creature.
Liechtenstein could not, for the life of her, figure out what to make of the letter. What did England mean 'security risks'? Surely people wouldn't be hunting owls like these, would they? If the task was so important, too, why was the letter so short? What kept him from explaining?
She asked herself all of these while taking and unrolling the second owl's paper. Reading it, she realised it was the exact same letter, just with her brother's name in the Dear _ spot. If this one was for Switzerland, then England must want both if them to show up. He wouldn't be back for a while, though as he had gone to work a while earlier. Not to mention the fact that he won't want to get involved with England's issues.
She started coming up with reasons to get him to go, as she didn't want to go without him (he would be lonely) and she desperately wanted to know what this was all about.
Having settled with a reason to schedule a meeting with England, she went back to her admiring of the owls, and, after a bit, started drawing them to pass time.
Her brother came home at exactly five in the evening, and almost immediately noticed the owls. He froze, stared for a minute, and asked,
"Why are they here?"
"Oh, I went in a run this morning after you left, and when I came back they were over there!" She pointed to the window. "They had letters on their legs, one for me and one for you!"
"Have you read them yet?"
"Yes, they're the same. England wants us to meet him. He wants us to say what time we are available."
"Did he say why?"
"No, but I would like to go just to find out."
"... We can... do that, I suppose."
"Really! Oh, thank you brother!"
"Mmhmm, have you written a reply yet?"
"Not yet, but I will now!"
"Tell him we're available a throughout Monday and Thursday of this week."
"Okay!"
She wrote down exactly what her brother told her too, then, ever so gently, gave the note to the owls, and watched in fascination as they flew off. She then went to prepare a special dinner for Switzerland and herself, and they enjoyed a nice night full of light, but meaningful conversation.