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First Talk


"Europa?" San Marino asked.

"Oh, I should explain." The figure cleared their throat, "You all got invitations for a small event taking place in this mountain town, right? That's exactly what Europa is! I'm just your tour guide for this trip."

Hearing these words, I realised that this person must've been the one who set up this trip. But that only opens up a door leading to more confusion.

Why did they invite me...? How do they...    Know me?

My head hurts thinking about it...    Maybe I should put it to the side for now.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh. Sorry for being freaked out." Denmark sighed.

"It's fine, participants have usually been a bit weirded out by my entrance in previous events."

Wait...       This has happened before?

That makes a little bit of sense.

"Anyways, I suggest you get inside. It's gonna be awfully cold out here soon." The figure motioned to the sun behind us, lowering itself behind the scenic mountains.

"Il a l'air d'avoir raison...       So! Shall we go in?" France offered. Most people in the group agreed. However, I could call out a few who didn't stay flush with the group, one of them being Switzerland.

...I'll have to keep that in mind.

"Feel free to enter. But there is one more thing I'd like to mention. There are no staff members here, so you'll have to make yourself food, clean up yourself, all of that. However, since it is your first day here, I'll make dinner for all of you tonight." The figure nodded.

Groß...      Housekeeping.

I looked at the two bags I held tightly in my grip, before looking back at the front door. Most of the others were already heading in, so, with a heavy sigh, I made my way through the archway.

The inside was surprisingly spacious. It felt like an enlarged woodland cabin, a feeling of welcoming and calm influencing me. A majorly impressive flight of stairs stood in front of the door, beautiful architectural methods obvious must've been used in its creation. I couldn't help but be slightly amazed at the sight. I looked around, seeing a good number of people who were still present in the room, them being UK, Spain, Portugal, Czechia, Slovakia, Iceland and Cyprus.

I continued gazing around, noticing a small sign near the foot of the staircase. I walked up towards it, squinting as I read it.

"Dorm rooms... 1 - 23..."

Turning around, I wondered what to do. I eventually decided on talking to someone, however I wasn't sure who. In the end, I did the whole enie-menie-miny-mo thing on the people who were still in the room, my finger landing upon Czechia. He might be good company until the so-called dinnertime arrives.

I slowly trotted up to him, noticing he was still in a rapid conversation with Slovakia. I cleared my throat, trying to gain some kind of attention from the shorter male. He perked up, slowly turning around to face me.

"Ah... Hello there, uh... Nêmecko?" He replied, trying to remember my name.

"Heh, it's actually Germany. Preferably Deutschland. But I guess Nemecko also works." I chuckled.

"R-Right... I was just coming up with a nickname there..." He sighed, facing me. Slovakia did the same, looking at me with a curious look.

"So... Uh, I guess that if you've made up a nickname for me, I get to make one for you?" I shrugged.

"Yeah! Go ahead." Czechia giggled a bit, as I started to try and think of a catchy name.

"Uhhh... What about... Uh... Tschechien?" I spluttered out.

"Hm! Guess it works in my eyes!" Czechia smiled. Slovakia nodded, "Nice name you've got there for Česko..."

"I was literally making it up on the spot- But thanks!" I smiled, giggling along with Czechia and Slovakia. Maybe I could make up a nickname for the both of them...

Hmmm...

...Tschechoslowakei?

Eh, whatever. I'm just messing around.

"Now that's nice, we at least know each other. Slovensko, Česko and Nemecko!" Slovakia smiled a bit, and I couldn't help but smile back.

At that moment, we heard a creak sound out. We all turned to the source of the sound, out sight landing upon a door to the left of the staircase, seeing the figure standing in the doorway.

"...Dinner is served."

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(Part 3 done. And by the way, I'm deciding on using ships, but not entirely. Just maybe hint at them every now and then. Anyways, see you in the next part!)


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