Progrés 0% Complain The office was quiet as Moldova announced the lunch for the day, followed by another squeal about how adorable Canada was on the school’s morning channel once again. One could almost hear the whole school agree after the announcement ended. Usually, after the lunch announcement, no one came to that section of the office, but today was a little different for Moldova, yet not surprising. The next thing she knew, a babbling Frenchman and a distraught Englishman burst in, yelling in tongues that she couldn’t understand, mostly because they were speaking too fast
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Mission: Change 2/a lot
anonymous
December 23 2009, 00:49:19 UTC
“Alright, just sign this! Also, I know there’s already two parties running, but I think having three parties running might cause enough controversy to actually get everyone to vote this year,” Moldova scratched her head as France signed under ‘President’, thinking that maybe her idea would cause major chaos instead. For good measure she stated, “Um, don’t tell anyone that I’m the one that let you two run, not that anyone would really care.”
France laughed at England muttering something about working with him, hesitating to sign the paper under ‘Vice President’, but quickly realized that he didn’t know anyone else that would work with him. He knew France very well; they had some complicated children and even lived close to each other. They weren’t really enemies, but not really friends either, more like…well whatever they were, they were about to become partners…for a really long time if they won
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Mission: Change 3/a lot
anonymous
December 23 2009, 00:59:02 UTC
Progrés 2% Make it Clear America and Canada
A couple of days later… Another minute and the school’s morning channel would come on. The hosts were always Canada and America by popular demand, more for Canada. Canada was the only reason the morning channel was interesting, the only one that could get the morning going, and America was just…there. Despite being popular on the morning channel, where it was hard to ignore him, he was usually looked over off of the TV. Barely anyone had said they had seen him, though he tried to stand out
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Mission: Change 4/a lot
anonymous
December 23 2009, 01:01:47 UTC
Romano and Spain A tomato red Southern Italy stormed through the hallway, which was thankfully empty of females, because Romano couldn’t put on an act then. He pulled up to a classroom with a happy face sticker on the window. As he threw the door open, he noticed Spain instantly and quickly made his way toward him. Spain looked up at him and began smiling wider
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Mission: Change 5/a lot
anonymous
December 23 2009, 01:08:45 UTC
France and England An announcement filled the halls from the loud speaker once more. It was Moldova summoning France and England to the office. They expected this though, since their joining wasn’t exactly clean, that and the fact that there are never three parties. As the two men stalled walking in, simply playing ‘You First’ in the doorway, Moldova got to work immediately, whipping out the form they had signed, “You two! Get in here now
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Mission: Change 6/a lot
anonymous
December 23 2009, 01:18:33 UTC
Progrés 15% Convince the Peers Romano and Spain Lunchtime would be thought to be the easiest time to convince people to vote for someone, but it wasn’t easy at all. The school had different lunchtimes for different classes, or was it by last names? No one really knew how they separated the countries and times, so Romano easily agreed to Spain’s idea of skipping class to campaign at other countries’ lunchtimes. He had made stickers, flyers, and other cute doodads like necklaces or bracelets
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Mission: Change 7/a lot
anonymous
December 23 2009, 01:31:32 UTC
Progrés 20% England and France
“I bet Alfred’s winning.”
France quickly turned to stare at his running mate. He was glaring at the speech he had written, the sixth draft. “Do you really think he is?" France asked, scratching his head with a pencil.
“He’s winning! I know it! I see those colorful little necklaces on all the girls and those damn stickers--”
“Those are Romano and Spain’s.”
“Whatever! I can’t lose to that damn git, understand?!”
Silence pierced England’s office room as France simply started listing ideas of campaigning down, and bit the tip of his pencil. Truly, no one knew who was going to win the election because no one had truly decided. Most of the students said that they would sing a song and pick whatever party the song ended on. For the reasonable students, the speeches were going to determine their votes, which was soon.
For everyone else, this election was the hardest decision of their lives. America was annoying, and Canada was adorable…but America was annoying. Also, there was the fact that America
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Mission: Change 8/a lot
anonymous
December 23 2009, 01:33:49 UTC
All of the office aides had their own separate working room, which was why so much sneaky business went on. Hungary’s working room was always the busiest, but not many people came through the office, not even during elections. No matter how slow everything was, she was still president for now, along with Austria as her Vice President, who barely used his work room and preferred filling out papers and junk down in the music room. In fact, music classes were canceled because he took over the room for himself, and when classes were in, it seemed that he would become the teacher, so to speak
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Mission: Change 9/a lot
anonymous
December 23 2009, 01:48:39 UTC
France’s home was cleaner than when he had last seen it, and everything seemed to be in order. In some other room in the house, he could hear Queen streaming, and he could only recognize it as a sad memory of his rhythm and soul. When that Mercury guy died, he felt as if he lost something, so he barely gave his all into music afterwords. He figured if America lost that Jackson guy then he wouldn’t be able to dance for crap, because before that kid came along, England only knew America as a talent-less prick. He noted that he should tell America this to bug him one day.
He had been sitting in France’s living room for a while now, waiting for the Frenchman himself to come back and tell him what the hell the plan was any way. Instead, England spotted an unexpected Canada in the doorway
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Mission: Change 10/a lot
anonymous
December 23 2009, 01:56:34 UTC
France smiled then looked down at the now shocked England. He had just witnessed a man convincing a boy to take pictures of the man and another man doing things that a boy like him shouldn’t see! Not to mention the boy is the man’s son “Why are you doing this?!” England whined, trying to free himself once more, but failing. “He’s my son too and I don’t want him to
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Mission: Change 11/a lot
anonymous
December 23 2009, 02:06:04 UTC
“Like the spit thing?! I-I always thought that was gross!” Canada shivered at his own words.
“Matthew! Ferme la bouche!”
“Ah, sorry.”
England writhed and choked on gasps as France stretched him with his fingers, simply preparing him. Matthew sneezed. “A tes souhaits et tes amours,” France effortlessly sighed out.
“Thanks, that’s probably Alfred asking where I am.” This time, Canada was ignored even when he took another picture. France kissed his heavily-browed companion before almost singing, “And now for a grand entry!”
“Francis just go!” England’s voice sounded more needy than threatening. His hands found a place on France’s shoulders as he was lifted up a little more. Flash.
A thrust had England gripping tighter at the shoulders and crying out--Flash.
The both of them seemed to be in so much pleasure, it was quite the sight to see for Matthew, who--Flash.
Flash.
Flash.
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“Fuck, Matthew! I-If you’re going to--ah--to take so--haah! M-Many pictures--ohhh--” England couldn’t quite finish
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Mission: Change 12/a lot
anonymous
December 23 2009, 02:10:38 UTC
“Alfred’s going to kill me! I was supposed to be there an hour and twenty eight--nine minutes ago!” Canada made sure his jacket was nice and snug before hustling out the door. France locked the door as Matthew shouted back, “Night Papa! Night Dad! I had fun
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Mission: Change 13/a lot
anonymous
December 23 2009, 02:54:35 UTC
Progrés 70% America and Canada It was late and Canada was nowhere to be found. America wanted to call him or something, but he remembered the last time he did that, Canada was right at his door yelling about how horribly distrusted he felt. He picked up his cell phone any way, fifty stars and thirteen stripes littering its design of course, and he flipped it open. His fingers slowly began to dial 949…8…3…7…8…7…0…0
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Mission: Change 14/a lot
anonymous
December 23 2009, 03:05:56 UTC
Progrés 76% England and FranceSomeone came rapping on Hungary’s office door early in the morning. It was the day that anyone running for office was giving a speech, so she expected at least someone to visit her. She saw them through the tinted black window, England and France again, and France was doing some wild gesture while England just looked uncomfortable. They came in with a folder in hand, so she assumed that they were there strictly for business reasons
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Mission: Change 15/a lot
anonymous
December 23 2009, 03:23:14 UTC
Progrés 82% Give a grand speech! Romano and Spain Another crowd of students were seated, then as another crowd of students squished in. Cuba stood at the microphone, “Hey, I’m just gonna use this for a sec. More chairs are in the back--no the way back. Oh come on! Reach behind the--yeah there ya go. There’s some in the closet too
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Mission: Change 16/a lot
anonymous
December 23 2009, 03:26:34 UTC
“Right, so my name is Lovino Vargas and as you know I’m running for President. If elected, I’m going to make sure our school has tomato plants springing from every available patch of ground. That is all.” Romano relaxed at the podium, but it looked as if Spain had just seen a ghost. He looked between Romano and the crowd quickly a couple of times. Finally, he grabbed his mic, “A-And he forgot to mention that we’ll try our best to get rid of those silly rules we hate--I’m sorry! Lovi must have forgotten his speech and
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How did England and France become President and Vice President?!
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Progrés 0% Complain The office was quiet as Moldova announced the lunch for the day, followed by another squeal about how adorable Canada was on the school’s morning channel once again. One could almost hear the whole school agree after the announcement ended. Usually, after the lunch announcement, no one came to that section of the office, but today was a little different for Moldova, yet not surprising. The next thing she knew, a babbling Frenchman and a distraught Englishman burst in, yelling in tongues that she couldn’t understand, mostly because they were speaking too fast ( ... )
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France laughed at England muttering something about working with him, hesitating to sign the paper under ‘Vice President’, but quickly realized that he didn’t know anyone else that would work with him. He knew France very well; they had some complicated children and even lived close to each other. They weren’t really enemies, but not really friends either, more like…well whatever they were, they were about to become partners…for a really long time if they won ( ... )
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America and Canada
A couple of days later… Another minute and the school’s morning channel would come on. The hosts were always Canada and America by popular demand, more for Canada. Canada was the only reason the morning channel was interesting, the only one that could get the morning going, and America was just…there. Despite being popular on the morning channel, where it was hard to ignore him, he was usually looked over off of the TV. Barely anyone had said they had seen him, though he tried to stand out ( ... )
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Romano and Spain Lunchtime would be thought to be the easiest time to convince people to vote for someone, but it wasn’t easy at all. The school had different lunchtimes for different classes, or was it by last names? No one really knew how they separated the countries and times, so Romano easily agreed to Spain’s idea of skipping class to campaign at other countries’ lunchtimes. He had made stickers, flyers, and other cute doodads like necklaces or bracelets ( ... )
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England and France
“I bet Alfred’s winning.”
France quickly turned to stare at his running mate. He was glaring at the speech he had written, the sixth draft. “Do you really think he is?" France asked, scratching his head with a pencil.
“He’s winning! I know it! I see those colorful little necklaces on all the girls and those damn stickers--”
“Those are Romano and Spain’s.”
“Whatever! I can’t lose to that damn git, understand?!”
Silence pierced England’s office room as France simply started listing ideas of campaigning down, and bit the tip of his pencil. Truly, no one knew who was going to win the election because no one had truly decided. Most of the students said that they would sing a song and pick whatever party the song ended on. For the reasonable students, the speeches were going to determine their votes, which was soon.
For everyone else, this election was the hardest decision of their lives. America was annoying, and Canada was adorable…but America was annoying. Also, there was the fact that America ( ... )
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He had been sitting in France’s living room for a while now, waiting for the Frenchman himself to come back and tell him what the hell the plan was any way. Instead, England spotted an unexpected Canada in the doorway ( ... )
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“Matthew! Ferme la bouche!”
“Ah, sorry.”
England writhed and choked on gasps as France stretched him with his fingers, simply preparing him. Matthew sneezed. “A tes souhaits et tes amours,” France effortlessly sighed out.
“Thanks, that’s probably Alfred asking where I am.” This time, Canada was ignored even when he took another picture. France kissed his heavily-browed companion before almost singing, “And now for a grand entry!”
“Francis just go!” England’s voice sounded more needy than threatening. His hands found a place on France’s shoulders as he was lifted up a little more. Flash.
A thrust had England gripping tighter at the shoulders and crying out--Flash.
The both of them seemed to be in so much pleasure, it was quite the sight to see for Matthew, who--Flash.
Flash.
Flash.
Flash.
Flash.
“Fuck, Matthew! I-If you’re going to--ah--to take so--haah! M-Many pictures--ohhh--” England couldn’t quite finish ( ... )
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America and Canada It was late and Canada was nowhere to be found. America wanted to call him or something, but he remembered the last time he did that, Canada was right at his door yelling about how horribly distrusted he felt. He picked up his cell phone any way, fifty stars and thirteen stripes littering its design of course, and he flipped it open. His fingers slowly began to dial 949…8…3…7…8…7…0…0 ( ... )
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England and FranceSomeone came rapping on Hungary’s office door early in the morning. It was the day that anyone running for office was giving a speech, so she expected at least someone to visit her. She saw them through the tinted black window, England and France again, and France was doing some wild gesture while England just looked uncomfortable. They came in with a folder in hand, so she assumed that they were there strictly for business reasons ( ... )
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Romano and Spain Another crowd of students were seated, then as another crowd of students squished in. Cuba stood at the microphone, “Hey, I’m just gonna use this for a sec. More chairs are in the back--no the way back. Oh come on! Reach behind the--yeah there ya go. There’s some in the closet too ( ... )
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