Looking at the time Arthur noticed it was almost time for the meeting to start and he still hadn't gotten anything ready. "Erm... sorry but would it be ok if I get the meeting ready I usually have to since no one else arrives early enough" looking at his brothers he waited for their answers when they all nodded, Arthur set to work getting the cups out and pouring water in each of them placing them on the side moving all the tables so they formed a long circular shape, he then began giving out the drinks of water he had just poured. Looking around he realised what he had forgotten, running out of the room Arthur ran towards the closet opened the door and pulled out a very big pull along white board along with a projector (Germany liked to be a show off sometimes) and began leading the objects towards the meeting room once in the door he looked around to see where his older brothers had decided to sit, seeing them sat in a row on the left side of the circle, with one seat in between Cymru and Alba, obviously they wanted him to sit there considering they were in their protective modes due to his mental and physical state. Arthur continued to pull the two objects towards the front of the room once he had finally finished the preparations he let out a relieved sigh alerting his brothers that he was done and was ready for any questions that they many have still. Of course it was north Ireland who went first with the obvious question "do you do this with every meeting?" turning his head towards his brothers Arthur decided there was no point in lying and saying no.
"Yeah... the other countries that usually attend these meetings aren't really all that prepared so to save time at the start I get everything set before hand so that we can just get this mess over with" as Arthur finished his sentence and sat down in his seat the door to the room opened to revel France and America. As soon as England saw the two enter he put his mask back on looking angrily at France and completely ignoring America.
"Bonjour Môn ami how are you on this fine day?" France asked making his way over to the United Kingdom but his eyes never left his target, England. Said country was currently glaring at the Frenchman making his way over to him and his brothers he decided it was about time he should answer
"None of your bloody business frog" Arthur huffed earning a few stifled laughs from his brothers and an annoyed growl from the Frenchman it was directed at.
"That was not nice Môn ami, but the beautiful moi shall forgive you I am sure that you are just upset that I have not been giving you as much attention as I usually do no?"
"Cram it frog! I'm not in the mood to put up with your bitching so kindly bugger off" the brit retorted, not even looking towards the other blonde man instead he was reaching out to open his note book and begin his notes for today's meeting until he was attacked from behind.
"Artie that wasn't nice you ignored the hero! So not cool man!" Arthur looked over his shoulder to see the cause of all the noise and what could be the start of a head ache. It was none other than America, the cause to all his pain and misery. He wanted to just cry at the sight of the boy, the boy who he used to think as a little brother or even a son, but he chose to just shrug the boy off muttering 'hello America'. This caused Cymru to suddenly glare at America finally knowing who the boy was, deciding that he needed to distract Arthur so his condition wouldn't get worse, and making sure that America didn't know what he was saying he began to speak in his mother tongue
"Arthur dywedwch wrthyf nad yw hyn yn yr idiot eich bod yn ymladd rhyfel yn erbyn?" this of course caused the other three brothers to look at cymru like he was a genius all deciding it would be the best thing they could do to comfort arthur without others knowing, they had a repretation to up hold after all. Sighing england looked at Cymru and answered "ddrwg eich siomi brawd ond mae ofn arna mor" looking at america again the welsh man sighed and decided it was time to try and cheer his brothers up a bit before the meeting this topic was a bit to depressing for his taste.
"mae'n debyg iddo ymosod arnoch gyda'i lais sonig" was all that he could think of but this still caused england to chuckle a bit before he nodded his head in agreement. Hearing their youngest brother laugh ,even if it was only a chuckle, was slightly comferting to all of the elder brothers. Giving them some confidence that they were getting somwhere, that maybe their youngest wasn't completly broken. America on the other hand had already had enough of his former carer ignoring him and decided that he needed the brits attention more than the three men surrounding the smaller blond. Reaching forward America began to drag englands chair back to try and make arthur sit next to him. But his plan was foiled by the two men at either side of his Arthur who noticed his actions,working in tandom they then lifted Arthur into the air by the red headed man beside him and placed on his lap causing america to fall backwards onto the floor also sending the chair out of the window. The result of his failed plan forced England to look like he was going to kill him if he didn't run.
"what the bloody hell was that about you git?" england asked as calmly as he could as he glared at the guilty american infront of him moving from albas' lap to a standing position next to his brothers and infront of the fallen american. "you were talking in a weird language i didn't know and you laughed...you never laugh so i was rescuing you from these bad guys cause they were totally brain washing you and and i'm the hero!" was Alfred's smart explanation unfortunatly for him with each word he said Englands rage only grew in both size and strength.
":sigh:...these three 'bad guys' as you have so politly dubbed them just happen to be my brothers whom i have not seen in a long time..the language we spoke in was my brother,wales's, native toungh we all just happen to know each others native language and finally i do laugh i just don't do it infront of you! Bloody git" when Arthur had finally finished his mini rant he walked past america towards the door shouting back to his brothers "Rydw i'n mynd i fynd oeri i lawr a chael un arall i wont gadeirydd fod yn hir iawn" and with that he left the room.
Within the room the tension rose as soon as arthur left looking towards Cymru, alba whispered "go follow him i don't want him to be alone at the moment" nodding the blonde stood and ran out of the room to follow arthur and to make sure his twin was ok.
"Ok thats it what the fuck are you lot doing with artie!" america shouted as he marched towards alba as if daring him to do somthing, alba just turned his head slightly, not bothering to even stand, the brat should be grateful he will even be getting an answer.
"It's none of your fucking business brat now piss off" just that sentence alone should have made america back down, but america was stubborn, and he angrily stood his ground it wasn't until japan, germany and both italy's walked through the door that he moved away from the red head and took his seat near the front of the room. It wasn't long until the rest of the countires entered the room and took their seats. Now all they were waiting for was for England and Wales to return. After a few more minutes the sound of mutters and foot steps could be heard from behind the confrence door, the door cracked open to revel the two blonds with a chair that everyone was waiting for both of them muttering their appoligies for being late and taking their seats ready to start.
This was going to take a while.