When we were done with the batter, we prepared the tea.
"Almost done!" Kat called from across the kitchen.
"Almost done over here too!" I smiled from my spot.
"Hey so when is the pool party?" Kat asked.
"This weekend, America is going to barbeque and the rest is like dessert pot luck. Everyone is supposed to bring a dessert form their respective country."
"So what is America bringing?"
"What do you think?" I chuckled while cutting the brownies.
"Apple pie?"
"Yep."
All of a sudden I accidentally sliced my finger, "Shit!" I dropped the knife and grabbed my finger that began to bleed.
"Oh my god! Are you ok?!" Kat ran over to me. "Let me see."
I showed it to her the cut, it was still bleeding quite a bit.
She walked over to the PA system. "Robert I need you to bring the first aid kit to the kitchen ASAP!"
All of a sudden a thick Italian voice comes on the PA.
"This is-a Robert, I'm-a on my way with the first aid kit."
In a matter of a couple of minutes a brown haired green eyed Italian male enters the kitchen.
"Robert!" Kat smiled. "Bout time!"
"Oh please, I didn't take that-a long." He smiled.
Robert had moved here from Italy about 2 years ago. Currently he was one of the two butlers who helped manage the house in the shadows while we maids did most of the work. Robert walked over to me; I had wrapped my finger in a towel and applied pressure to try to keep the blood from going everywhere. I removed the somewhat blood soaked hand towel.
"It's not horrible but you still did a number on yourself, didn't you Meyome?"
"Just shut up and fix me!" I ordered. I was the head of staff, even though I didn't act like it most of the time. He straightened up and cleaned, wrapped, and bandaged it. On top of it all he put a little finger glove to keep everything on there.
Rob left to do more paperwork. And Kat and I grabbed the stuff for snack time. Kat grabbed the tea and I grabbed the brownies. On our way down there, Kat walked up beside me.
"How's your finger?" she looked concerned.
"It's throbbing." I smiled at her.
"Awwww, that sucks." She looked worried. As we walked up to the door, "Here I'll get it."
But before she reached it, it opened revealing England and France that opened the door.
"Are you two ok?" the Englishman asked looking at the both of us.
"Why was the first aid kit needed?" Alfred walked up looking severely worried.
"Sorry you guys you had to hear that." Kat apologized. "But it was the easiest way for Robert to hear us… he normally doesn't keep his phone on him."
"That's fine," Alfred shook his head, "What happened is what I want to know."
"I accidentally cut my finger, that's all." I explained.
"Oh no!" Hungary, Lichtenstein, Seychelles, Ukraine, Taiwan, Vietnam and Belgium ran up to me.
"Meyome, are you ok?" Hungary asked.
"It's not too bad is it?" Seychelles looked at the glove covered finger.
"I'm fine," I said walking to the table setting down the sweets. Thankfully I did because Ukraine pulled me into her giant bust.
"Thank goodness!"
"Ms. Ukraine! I can't breathe!" I tried to say but Ukraine just pulled me in even more.
"We don't know what we would've done if anything would have happened to you!"
Running out of options as well as air, I turned my face and motor-boated the giant breasts that were smothering me. Ukraine jumped and released me, I gasped in a lung full of air.
"I'm sorry but I couldn't breathe." I apologized.
"Oh no I'm sorry!" she apologized. "You should have said something!"
"I tried." I laughed.
"Alright ladies," Germany walked up behind everyone. "Ve really should be getting back to zhe meeting. And zhey have tasks zhey need to complete as vell."
The ladies agreed and went back to their seats and Kat and I passed out the snacks. Afterwards we went back to the kitchen and cleaned everything up. The rest of the time we talked in my room.