"I swear, I was gonna update sooner… Then I downloaded HetaOni. [DON'T KILL ME! I REALLY MEANT TO!] I'll probably end up with a little bit of horror because of it… By the way, the tentacle reference in the story today… umm… if you don't get it, I am NOT explaining. Also, my other story, To Speak But Not To Say, has 24 hits and visitors even… o.O
Mew I is Dinosaur: Exactly. I'm gonna have lots of fun with that later… No wait, I didn't mean it that way! D:
UnifiedNations: yeah… I would try and write them a simple fluffy romance, but I've never had one of those myself, so I'm not sure what it'd be like…
trinn: I'm glad! I actually started this on a tiny little bored whim. xD
Ottilia: I actually wrote that in my 'home and careers class' or WTF they call it… We're going to start cooking soon, and even though I'm Italian, my cooking skills are about as good as Iggy's Dx
OK then, on with the story…
"Matthew-san, America isn't intentionally trying to make you feel bad. He's just an ass," Japan remarked while reading his book across the room.
"WAUGH! What the maple," Canada screamed.
"What? Is there a tentacle trying to get you Matthew-san?"
"No, I'm not sure what a tentacle has to do with anything, but you just swore. You, Kiku Honda, just. Freaking. Swore."
"Yes, and what is your point?"
"You never swear though! Like never never never never never-"
"I get the point Matthew-san"
"-EVER, swear."
"No, I swear when it helps express emotion in the sentence, and in that case, it did. America does have a bit of a tendency to be an asshole."
Before giving Canada the chance to slip in a single more word, Japan went uncharacteristically off topic.
"Matthew-san, I think I know someone who might know what's with these bracelets," Japan stated, gesturing to his own bracelet.
"Who?"
"Well… I'm not sure I want to go see him, but… China."
"WHA? Holy maple, why would China know that?"
"China IS the oldest country, and if he doesn't know something off the top of his head, something in his library will. However… Let's just say he and I don't get along very well."
"OK, we'd better be going soon, before break is over. I'll do most of the asking, how's that," Canada asked.
Before Japan could answer, or even breathe, Hungary burst into the room.
"Aw, look at you two sitting in here. You both look awfully flushed. Did I just miss something," Hungary smirked. "Japan, your shirt is buttoned wrong, and-"
"No, my shirt isn't buttoned wrong Hungary-san. My shirt today doesn't even have buttons on," Japan replied impatiently.
"Alright, you got me. I just wanted to see if you two would 'fess up," she said sheepishly. "However, I was sent to find you and lead you to the new meeting room, England was cooking again."
The two followed Hungary, and when they got there, Japan sat next to Canada. When America noticed this, and went over to tell Japan he had to go sit with the other Asian nations, Japan gave America a look of pure hatred, and America went running in fear to his own seat, with the absurd pile of hamburgers next to it, and finally started the meeting.