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World meeting in London
The countries entered the room and was surprised to see Scotland and Ireland already there and ready, because unlike England they had never came to any of the meetings early, even if the meeting is in the UK.
"Okay. Now that we are all here, let's start." Germany said as he stood up, he was about to start listing out things they need to discuss when he was stopped by Scotland.
"Hold on, Kid." He said as he stood up and left the room. America immediately starts complaining about having to wait for Scotland when everyone is ready to get this meeting done and over with. America has come to dislike the redheaded country even though the rest of England's children love their uncle Scotland.
Scotland ignores the noisy country, he dislike America more than America dislike him, and head upstairs to the room that is right over the meeting room. "Hey Britain, how long are you going to hide here?"
Britannia look up at Scotland and growl softly. "You know that I don't like being called that!" He glare at him as he hug England closer.
Scotland roll his eyes. "Calling you Britannia is just going to make some countries pee their pants so from now on you're going to be Britain. Now let go of England, the meeting is about to start."
Britannia, now Britain, groan softly as he let go of England. "I hate all of them, why do I need to go?"
"Because I can't go there myself.
So please try to play nice, I will be here if you need anything." England gently kiss Britain's cheek and smile sweetly.
Britain sigh softly. "Fine...I'll go..." He mutter softly. "You better take good care of him!" He said to Wales, who is enjoying a book in the corner of the room.
"Yeah yeah, I won't let anything happen to him." Wales said lazily as he wave his hand without looking up from his book. "Bye."
"Come on!" Scotland grab onto Britain's arm and drag him down to the meeting room.
Scotland enter the room first and America immediately turn to look at him. "Finally! What took you so long?"
Scotland just rolled his eyes. "I had to drag his lazy ass here, and now that my job is done I'm going to go get a drink." He turn around and push someone into the room before closing the door behind him as he leaves.
Britain growl softly as he walk towards his seat and sat down. "Well aren't you going to get started?" He glare at the other countries as he place his feet on the table. "Go on." He said as he lean back against his seat and cross his arms.
The other countries where surprised to see England after all this time, and is even more surprised to see how much he has changed. Before his long disappearances he used to look very professional for every meeting, but now it looks like he is a completely different person. He is still wearing a suit like everyone else but his is a mess, it looks like he has just gotten out of bed, his tie is hanging loosely around his neck and his hair looks like he doesn't know what in the world a comb is.
"What's up with you, England my man? We haven't seen you for years and you look like a mess!" America said with a bright grin on his lips even though he is worried about his mother.
"First off, I am Britain, not England. Second, I am not your anything so don't talk to me like we are close." He growled at the American while ignoring the voice in his head, called England, telling him to play nice.
"Oh come on, England! Have you forgotten all the good times we had?" He asked as he gets out of his seat so he can pick Britain up and hug him. "We had so much fun together~" He said, ignoring all the warning signs.
Britain growled and punch America's face to make him let him go. "Why the bloody hell do you think you are!? You're nothing more than a spoilt ungrateful brat!" He yelled as he takes out his gun and point it at the younger country. "Let's continue where we left off shall we? This time there is no one to save you!" He growled and walk closer to America as he back away.
"L-look dude, I don't know what's gotten into you but you're kinda scaring me..." America said nervously as tripped over his own feet and fall onto the ground, his eyes filled with fear, he might be strong but deep down he is still the scared little boy that clings onto England in his sleep because he's afraid of the dark.
"Damn right you should be scared! I'll show you why it's not good for your health to mess with Britannia!" He hissed.
"Okay this has gone on far enough! You can't just do whatever you want, Britain!" Ireland grab onto Britain's arm to stop him from going any closer to America.
"Shut up, Ireland! Or you will be next!" Britain growled as he pull his arm free and backhand Ireland with the butt of the gun, making him back away while holding his cheek in pain.
"Now America..." He smirked as he turns back to the scared American. "Where were we?" He asked sweetly as he tilt his head almost innocently. "Oh yes, it's time for you to be punished." He grin darkly as he point his gun towards America's head.