"And of course, I'll be the hero! And that is how we'll fix this little economy problem, with a just little mumblemumble and a ton of slurrrpppp, we'll be back and good as new," Alfred declared, waving his hands around enthusiastically. He then sat back down with a ploof!, sending papers flying.
The room was silent, but not because the nations were impressed. Half had fallen asleep, a third were reading books, and two were shaking in their seats as per usua- wait. Alfred only recalled meeting one shaky nation, Ray, Rye, whatever.
"Mon ami, are you finished? Mon dieu, merci merci merci," Francis said with a flourish.
"Al, come sit down with me," piped up a small, nearly unnoticeable voice. Sigh. These people just didn't understand his awesome genius.
"Alfred, I think, like, your speech totally like frightened Eduard."
"How could it? It was a glorious, heroic plan!"
"I-I'm n-n-not sc-scared-d. It's n-not ni-iiice to t-talk about pe-people like they're n-not even th-th-there, you kn-know. I wa-was... anhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," the Estonian moaned out. He slapped his hand to his forehead.
The room was quiet again, but nearly everyone was at attention. Arthur took this moment to come to from his nap.
"Shut up Alfredddddd, I'm trying to take a bloody nap and your voice is stabbing my soul. Be more considerate you twat, you're the one who thought it would be brilliant to get me hungover last nightttt. Mmmmmmmmm and someone do something about that incessant buzzing sound," Arthur finished eloquently, head dropping to the desk. The snores resumed.
"I didn't hear any buzzing, did you?"
"It's probably his hangover, aru. Aiyaa, let go of my chest--"
"No, I don't hear- wait, there is a buzzing."
Eduard paled. The buzzing got louder and louder and the Estonian teen looked mortified and was flushed crimson. Suddenly, the buzzing got deafeningly loud (or it was in that quiet room), and he screamed three words:
"FUCK YOU RAIVISSSSSSSSSSS..."
After a minute of stunned silence, the Estonian grabbed his portfolio and shielded his crotch from view as he stomped out of the room, ranting about how he should have stayed at home and how Raivis officially was banned from his ass.
America was heroically shocked. Arthur was snoring and mumbling about blasted pixies getting in his rum. Francis was smiling his lecherous smile. Feliks, was like, totally speechless and was texting Toris urgently under the table. Yao was protecting his chest from an insistent Korean assailant. The Italy brothers nagged their respective partners for pasta. Matthew did what only Matthew could do and offered to take everyone out for pancakes instead of continuing the meeting, eh.
Slowly, Ivan smiled his sunflower smile. Raivis screamed and ran to join his boyfriend, jumping out the window.
The room was silent, but not because the nations were impressed. Half had fallen asleep, a third were reading books, and two were shaking in their seats as per usua- wait. Alfred only recalled meeting one shaky nation, Ray, Rye, whatever.
"Mon ami, are you finished? Mon dieu, merci merci merci," Francis said with a flourish.
"Al, come sit down with me," piped up a small, nearly unnoticeable voice. Sigh. These people just didn't understand his awesome genius.
"Alfred, I think, like, your speech totally like frightened Eduard."
"How could it? It was a glorious, heroic plan!"
"I-I'm n-n-not sc-scared-d. It's n-not ni-iiice to t-talk about pe-people like they're n-not even th-th-there, you kn-know. I wa-was... anhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," the Estonian moaned out. He slapped his hand to his forehead.
The room was quiet again, but nearly everyone was at attention. Arthur took this moment to come to from his nap.
"Shut up Alfredddddd, I'm trying to take a bloody nap and your voice is stabbing my soul. Be more considerate you twat, you're the one who thought it would be brilliant to get me hungover last nightttt. Mmmmmmmmm and someone do something about that incessant buzzing sound," Arthur finished eloquently, head dropping to the desk. The snores resumed.
"I didn't hear any buzzing, did you?"
"It's probably his hangover, aru. Aiyaa, let go of my chest--"
"No, I don't hear- wait, there is a buzzing."
Eduard paled. The buzzing got louder and louder and the Estonian teen looked mortified and was flushed crimson. Suddenly, the buzzing got deafeningly loud (or it was in that quiet room), and he screamed three words:
"FUCK YOU RAIVISSSSSSSSSSS..."
After a minute of stunned silence, the Estonian grabbed his portfolio and shielded his crotch from view as he stomped out of the room, ranting about how he should have stayed at home and how Raivis officially was banned from his ass.
America was heroically shocked. Arthur was snoring and mumbling about blasted pixies getting in his rum. Francis was smiling his lecherous smile. Feliks, was like, totally speechless and was texting Toris urgently under the table. Yao was protecting his chest from an insistent Korean assailant. The Italy brothers nagged their respective partners for pasta. Matthew did what only Matthew could do and offered to take everyone out for pancakes instead of continuing the meeting, eh.
Slowly, Ivan smiled his sunflower smile. Raivis screamed and ran to join his boyfriend, jumping out the window.
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UNFUNNY FILL IS SO UNFUNNY MAN.
I apologize OP.
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Best. line. EVER!
recaptcha: Siirila's mutiny...wtf recaptcha?
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Not OP, but this made me laugh!Fun job, Author!anon XD
"Scared" Eduard made me ROFL XD OH ESTONIA and Latvia, you dog.
"FUCK YOU RAIVISSSSSSSS!" Is gonna be my catchphrase for the day, I SWEAR
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