I walked up to the giant front door and opened it; there standing patiently was Mr. Arthur Kirkland, better known as England.
"Ah, Mr. England, you're the first one here." I smiled sweetly at the cute British man.
"Yes, well as you know Meyome, I can't stand being late." He blushed a bit turning away.
"Ohonhonhonhon." I heard from behind England, one would be a fool not to recognize that laughter. "Seems little England has a crush, oui?"
"Shut it frog!"
I laughed, causing the two to look at me. "You two are so funny." I smiled.
They both smiled.
France walked up to me, grabbed my hand, and kissed it. "Your smile can always make me smile, Cherie."
"I try, I may not be able to do as much as you guys. So the least I can do is smile and try to make others smile as well." I wasn't completely lying. I wasn't able to go to the meeting but I did have some influence in the meeting, just not directly. I would talk to my brother the morning of but he would only listen to what he wanted to listen to. However he would listen to some of the stuff I said.
"Cherie, you make all the meeting more enjoying for moi. Because every time I see you my mind reels through everything we could do to-"
"That's enough!" England blurted out covering what France said. But I was able to read that his lips said 'to each other'.
"Ok dudes!" Alfred barged into the conversation. "Y'all should be heading to the conference room."
"For once America has a point." England sighed.
"I hope the meeting goes well." I smiled as they walked back towards the conference.
Once they were out of sight I sighed. Partially in relief because I saw Kat and Becca walking my way.
"I wouldn't sigh just yet, here come the rest of the countries." Becca nodded towards the door.
I looked and sure enough I saw the other countries walking towards the door I looked back at the girls. "All right you two go get ready to serve the sandwiches."
The two nodded their heads and ran off towards the kitchen. I on the other hand was fixing to turn around to start greeting the other countries when I was hugged from behind.
"Ve~ Hello Meyome! I so happy I get to see you again!" the Italian let me go and turned me around.
"Why hello Mr. Italy!" I smiled returning the hug.
"Italy let go of her now! Ve are going to be late for zhe meeting!" I heard the thick German accent. Soon after the voice the huge physique of the German grabbed the collar of the tiny Italian.
"Mr. Germany he was just saying hello." I giggled, I had to keep up my image of the innocent maid. I hated it, but I had to.
"Yes but I didn't vant him to spend too much time." A slight shade of pink brushed his cheeks.
"I see your point. You guys had better get going then, lunch will be there shortly."
"Ah~! Meyome's yummy sandwiches!" Italy cheered.
And with that they walked, off. The rest of the countries nodding me a hello as they began to hustle in fear of being late. The meeting started in 3 minutes. The countries started running. When all the countries were accounted for, I went back to the kitchen and grabbed a plate and alongside Kat and Becca walked down to the conference room.
"So who do you think is the cutest?" I heard Kat chit chatting.
"Girls, we can talk after we're done." I turned my head in their direction.
"All right," they both nodded.
As we walked into the conference room, people were fighting, as usual.
"Lunch is here!" I called out, causing all fighting to stop.
We passed out everyone's sandwiches, and after getting a room wide thank you we left for my room.