Author's note: I'm going to start off this chapter with a tiny sketch that's a continuation of the last jazz music chapter. But, DISCLAIMER, I did not write this okay. My sister wrote it and even she didn't write most of it, it's a knock off of a hilarious Austria post we saw. I was debating whether I should use it in this story because it's not written by me, but it's too funny to skip. Just heed my disclaimer.
*Later that day*
Austria: Makin' my way downtown, walkin' fast...
1950's America: What's up, Daddy-O? Your piano skills are flyyy. You ready to jive on the scene with me and the cool cats?
Austria: WALKING FASTER.
Author's note: Okay, now onto the sketch I came up with today.
Meanwhile, at the World Meeting.
Germany: All right, Poland. The floor is yours, go ahead.
Poland: *starts speech off strong and dramatic* Raise your hand if you have ever felt personally victimized by...
France: *raises hand*
Romano: OH FRANCE, GO HOME!
England: Raise your hand if you have ever felt personally victimized. France raises his hand. Vive la resistance. My hobbies are going on strike, etcetera etcetera... now, let's continue.
America: *glares at the mug of tea England now lifts to his lips and then continues sketching Captain America throwing tea into the Boston Harbor in his Meeting notebook*
Poland: *takes a deep breath because he doesn't like being interrupted* Raise your hand if you've ever felt personally victimized by...
Italy: PAAAAASTAAAAAAA!
France: *jumps out of his chair, lifts his hand high*
World News Front Page:
England quits the UN
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