Serbia sits on her cube, in the white empty space. Her high heel taps as she holds her arms crossed over her silk dress. "Ah! I can't take this any more!" she yells leaning back grumpy. "Waiting around is so boring!"
"Then why are you?" a male voice startles her.
She straightens up, looking around. South Korea appeared out of nowhere. He watches her with innocent curiosity while eating some round treats on a pointy stick.
She squints annoyed. "How long have you been standing there?"
He shrugs. "Just came actually. Noticed you have been here for a while. Kind of sus if you ask me."
"It's not sus. It's perfectly normal to get all dolled up and wait on a unexplainable elevated surface."
"Aha. And what are you waiting for exactly?" he asks cautiously.
"My salvation" she blurts ambiguously.
His eye twitches in surprise. "Not something like the end of the world, is it?"
"Nothing you should worry about. And listen, don't take this the wrong way but this talk is a little too personal for me to be telling to people I don't know very well" she says crossing her hands and looking away pouty.
"What's going on here?" another male voice startles her. North Korea stood next to the first with the same treat in hand.
She blinks baffled. "What's with the carnival food. Is there a festival going on?" the girl frowns in all directions.
North Korea shrugs calm. South looks at him and back at here. "Listen, if you know something we don't, you should tell us. We are not that different you know."
"Oh, and how so?"
"For example, we too have a very simple writing system" South Korea says to which the other nods.
Her nose twitches. "Well, that's just common sense. Anyone using Chinese characters for so long would snap and make an entirely new alphabet in a week."
"Ha!" North Korea laughs.
"I see" South Korea nods insecure. "Well, if that is all."
"Wait I have a question for you two."
"What is it?"
"Are you planning on staying that way?"
"What way?" they ask in unison.
"Standing like that staring at me?"
"Oh," South Korea adds disappointed "I though you were going to say something else. Something more profound."
"Like what?"
"Like tell us about the future maybe."
She puffs again, in a way that obviously showed she was tired of company when a third male voice appeared. It was Sweden looking intrigued, drinking a smoothie in a lidded plastic cup.
"What's going on?" he asks baffled and sucks the little liquid left from his straw.
She presses her face with both hands. "What's with everyone all of a sudden? Can't you see I want to be left alone!" she yells and moves her hands realizing that she probably smudged her make-up a little.
"Okay, okay. Don't get your panties in a bunch" Sweden mutters unimpressed and continues to suck on his straw.
Before leaving South Korea flips a coin which lands on the bottom of the elevated slab. "Thanks for the fortune-telling."
She blinks stunned. "Fortune-telling?"
"Yeah…" South Korea says holding a cone ice-cream this time. "That's why you are here, right? To tell everyone's fortune?"
Serbia glared at him, shocked. If her eyes could shoot deadly lasers, she'd used them on him right about now. "I never said that" she growls. "You can't make stuff about me because I was a little rude, you know."
He shrugs acting all innocent and the two Koreas leave.
"Fortune-telling you say" Sweden repeats intrigued. "Care to tell me mine?" he adds slightly exited.
"THAT'S NOT WHY I AM HERE!" she bellows.
"Then why are you here?" he asks licking his ice cream, confused.
"Agh, never mind. I'm too tired to repeat myself" she adds swaying her legs annoyed.
Sweden sticks around, looking awkwardly and yet persistently ignoring her subtle hints to leave. After a dozen annoying puffs she sighs defeated. "Look, I don't know if I can tell your future, but if you want to talk. You know, as friends. I can oblige."
"Great" he adds with a very big smile and throws his ice cream away. "Now, what's the future like? Are we gonna survive the winter?" he asks eagerly.
She scoffs crossing her arms. "I don't have to be clairvoyant to see that what you EU countries are doing is lunacy. Stop sanctioning Russia. Grow a backbone and tell America no, and all of this will be over in an instant."
"You say that like it is easy" he says coldly.
"Well, isn't it?"
Sweden frowns. This was not the conversation he was expecting. "Well, I'll be going now" he says after a long pause. "How much do I owe for the fortune?"
"I'M NOT A FORTUNETELLER!" she yells from her cube. "And don't spread that rumor around. Someone who's not supposed to might hear it. One of the powerful nations desperate for any glimpse of what is to come."
"Who, like China, Russia or the USA?"
"Yes. The third one especially."
"Oh, I don't think you have to worry about that," he says inhaling through his straw. "He's too busy with Haiti at the moment."
Stunned she turns. A sound of someone's screaming becomes louder as the misfortune Caribbean nation runs for its like. America is right behind his with a heavy metal weapon in his hand screaming: "Hey, come back here. I am not done with you yet!"
He says as they both run pass the confused sitting nation.