WORLD CONFERENCE! (A hetalia RP)

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Russia walked into large, empty room. He looked around. "I'm the first one here?" He asked himself.
"No you're not, dude!"
Russia turned to see America, sitting in his chair. "When did you get here?!"
"I'm everywhere! Because the hero needs to be able to put things in order!"

Japan walked in just then, but stood in the doorway when he saw America and Russia already in the room. America was being obnoxious, as usual, and Russia was..., well, Russia.

America saw Japan and his face turned much brighter. "YO, JAPAN, DUDE! COME SIT BY ME!" He yelled across the room. Russia sighed and went over to another chair.

Brittan was sitting in a chair near america trying to take a nap, "Will you cease your infernal racket you git!" He yelled in America's ear in a large crechendo before lat=ying back in the chair again,

"I have no idea what any of those words mean!" America said hapily with a smile.

Russia smiled, as he found this amusing, but stiffened when a tight grip squeezed his arm.

"Be quiet" Brittan reitterated.

Italy skipped into the room before spoting Russia and running out of the room screaming "GERMANY!!!~"

"Can't i get some peace and quiet for once?" Brittan asked himself.

America stood up in a heroic stance. "THE HERO NEEDS TO BE HEARD! HAHAHA!" He shouted.

Prussia entered the room. "I'm here, and awesome as ever! Now where's Austria? I wanna make him cry like a little baby girl man boy."

Suddenly, the doors of the conference room swung open to reveal a tall, blond-haired, blue-eyed man of muscular stature. His military-style clothes gave the look of intimidation yet the rest of his body language showed irritation. He stormed across the room until he found his seat and sat down without a single word.

Prussia floated over to him. "West..." He said over his shoulder. He did this multiple times until he did something.

Russia sighed. "Please let go of me." He said softly.

"Fine..." Belarus sighed, letting go, but stayed close.

"Guess not" Brittan said before smashing a chair over America's head and throwing a rock at Prussia's head, "SHUT UP YOU GITS!!!"HE Yelled at the top of his lungs before sitting down as if he hdn't done anything.

Prussia fell backwards, making the leaf that was on his head go flying. He sat up. "NOT. AWESOME!" He yelled. Gilbird sat on his head shortly after.

America stayed standing, but stunned in place. A bump could be seen on his head. "BRITAIN DUDE! WHAT'S YOU'RE PROBLEM!?" He shouted.

Brittan started to chuckle, clearly buzzed and slightly hung over.

America got irritated. "What's so funny!?" He pressed.

Prussia sat next to Germany still saying "West... West..."

After a few minutes of being constantly bothered, Germany turned onto Prussia. "Vat do you vant?!" He shouted, a peculiar, angered fire blazing in his eyes.

As all of the strange fighting went on, Canada had walked into the room, but as always, he was ignored by all of the other countries. "Greetings!" He said to them in hopes of being noticed.

Nobody seemed to notice him...

Pussia smiled at Germany's reaction. "Kesesesese~! After the meeting we should grab a beer! Huh, lesser awesome brother?"

America kept shouting about how he's the hero and deserves an answer.

Japan had watched the whole scene from the doorway, trying to sense the mood and refrain from speaking. He took his seat away from the other countries and continued to observe the many conversations.

Russia started to emit a purple like aura while maintaining a bright smile.

Belarus had gone off to find Ukraine.

Germany closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose in order to calm down, although it was extremely hard to do with Prussia in one ear and America's yelling in the other. Finally, he had enough. Standing up and slamming his hands on the table in one quick motion, he stared straight at the blond-headed, screaming man. "America, shut up already! You aren't going to know vat's funny so keep quiet!"

Feeling that he was completely unnoticed, Canda shrunk away into a corner of the room in order to just listen to the meeting again like last time.

Suddenly, the doors swung open to reveal a light blond-headed man with a little scruff covering his chin. In his hand was a beautiful red rose. "Ah, bonjour! France has arrived!" He cheered.

America stopped and stared at Germany in supprise. But it didn't last long, because America had turned his attention to France. "YO! FRANCE! WHAT'S UP DUDE?!"

Prussia poked the irritated Germany. "Helloooo? Hey, West? Where is my answer?!" He nagged. The Prussian started to grow impatient... and louder.

China came in, slightly out of breath because he had been running late. he looked around, realized the meeting hadn't started yet, and took his seat.

Russia saw China, making the aura more visible. "Hallo, China.

"Yo! It's China! What up bro?!" America said loudly.

China sighed. Trying to avoid Russia, he muttered, " Hello America..."

Germany turned to Prussia and let out a loud, heavy, aggravated sigh. "Fine, fine. Whatever you want..." He agreed.

France, holding the rose up to his nose *rhymed;u;*, gracefully took a seat next to England. "Bonjour, England," He said with a smirk on his face.

"Hello frog..." Brittan Grumbled.

Austria was playing a piano in a corner of the room that had yet to be pointed out, providing ambeance like always.

Italy came running into the room and straight up to Germany "Germany?~" He said repeatedly.

Prussia snuck up behind Austria. "HEY AUSTRIA!!!" He screamed in his ear.

Russia looked at all of the countries, being obnoxious in their own little ways. He wondered about how their downfalls will come upon them one by one.