World Meeting Disaster
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Enjoy! (translations at the end)
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-Years later after the World Wars-
I let out a sigh, it seemed to be the fifteenth time today. There were country's yelling at each other, some ignoring the fights while others cheered and made bets to see who would win the fights. N.Italy was talking about pasta and pretty women while S.Italy or Romano was cursing at Spain and trying to keep his twin away from Germany, who looked ready to tie and gage everyone to their chair and continue with the meeting.
Alfred was laughing at our Ex-caretakers as they both try to strangle each other. Japan was sitting patiently for the meeting to continue without a issue which we all knew that was never going to happen. China was trying to keep Russia a way while Russia was asking -Read: Stating- that China should become one with Mother Russia.
I buried my face into Kumashiros fur not wanting to see the chaos that was happening all around me. I heard a chair scrap across the nicely polished tiled floor. I was ready for the now angered German to shout at the yelling nations.
"WILL YOU ALL JUST SHUT UP AND QUIT FIGHTING! WE ARE IN A MEETING! NOW SIT DOWN YOU MORONS!!!!!" Germany shouted.
Everyone instantly stopped what they were doing and rushed to their seats, not wanting to make the German more mad. I looked up with a small smile liking the quiet better than all of the shouting and fighting. But It didn't last..... oh how I wished that it did last.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHH!! GHOST!!!!!!" screamed my stupid Idiotic neighbor who should get better glasses of a brother, Alfred.
Everyone turned and looked at me and Alfred and started to whisper and to point. Others grabbed their colonies that they raised pulling them behind and pulled out their weapons. I felt rage boil in my stomach, anger rushed through my veins but sadness and hurt shinned in my eyes.
"Who are you? And how did you get here?" asked Germany, who had N.Italy clinging to his to his right arm.
"Iggy get rid of it!" Alfred cried.
I felt hurt, my brother who hated England was telling him to get rid of me... his own brother.
"You wanker that is just a micronation!" Arthur said
Everything was going red.
"Hey Whoever you are get out of this meeting! This meeting is for countries not micronations!" Arthur said.
I snapped.
"I'M CANADA! YOUR SON ENGLAND! I AM A COUNTRY! ALSO I AM NOT A GHOST YOU IDIOTIC MORON THAT I CALL A BROTHER!" I shouted, everyone froze. I grabbed my things and Kuma before walking to the door.
"WHY DO YOU IDIOTS THAT I CALL ALLIES FORGET ME OR CALL ME AMERICA! HOW CAN YOU FORGET ME!...... I HATE YOU ALL! YOU HOSERS!" I cried out before sprinting out of the building and got into my car and drove away.
"Their stupid" Kumajiour said, sitting up in his seat and looking out the window.
"Yeah.... they are stupid. I think I'll call my boss tomorrow and just go home... I've been in London long enough." I said.
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I heard my phone ring, I let out a tired and stressed out sigh.
"They are going to say their little 'We're sorry for what we did today... can you forgive us' Speech when really they will forget me." I said as the tears started to flow.
Kuma nodded to my reply. I drove down the busy streets of London to the hotel that I was staying at. England forgot to book me a room, even when my boss called. My hotel was one block away from them so I could at least be close to them.
When I pulled up to the hotel I parked my rental and grabbed my things before going into the hotel. I smiled at the lady at the desk before taking the elevator to the second floor. When I reached my floor I walked to room 23, walking in I put my things away and stripped out of my suit and I put on my everyday wear.
A red baggy sweater with a white maple leaf on the front, black skinnies with a red and white converts. I grabbed my hockey bag containing my both hockey and figure skates, Kuma walked up to me and stood on his hind legs making a motion of wanting to be held.
A smile graced my lips as I knelt down and picked up my polar bear friend. Together we left the hotel and drove to the closest skating arena, my phone was still ringing like mad. I just ignored it, I know that they will stop and forget about me again.
I pull up to the arena and got out of the car with my hockey bag and Kumajiour with me. Walking into the arena I looked at the times to see when public skating was. Just my luck public skating is still on for another three hours, I smiled and went to get my figure skates on.
I walked into the medium sized change room and quickly put on my skates. After finding a locker I put my bag in and took Kumajiour with me onto the ice. There was three families on the ice just skating around and teaching their kids how to skate. I let out a sigh thinking about my family and how I was always left in the shadow of my brother.
I started to skate around with Kuma in my arms as I started to do jumps and spins. Getting lost in the motion and the calming sounds of my blades cutting through the smooth surface of the ice. I started to make up a small routine as I held Kuma closer to my chest as it did a tight spin.
As I was skating I heard 'We own the night' by The Wanted starting to play throughout the arena. A smile spread across my face, I did an old routine that I always did for this song years ago when it first came out. After awhile I skated off the ice do to both me and Kuma being hungry, the three families commented on my skating making all those years of being neglected disappear.
As I got to the car I checked my phone to see that the calls and text messages had stopped, I knew they didn't care. I put my things into the back, Kumajiour crawled into the passenger seat to take a nap. I chuckled at my polar bear friend before getting in the driver's seat and drove off to find a grocery store so I could get our lunch.
-Time skip to when they get back to the hotel-
I was sitting on the couch watching a hockey game, Canada vs Sweden. So far the game is at a 2-2, I cheered for Canada smiling as I watched the puck fly across the ice and going into the net scoring a goal for Canada.
"Yes!! Kick some Swedish butt!! Show no mercy!!!" I shouted.
I heard a knock on the door, I blushed out of embarrassment knowing that somebody could hear me. I quickly got up off the couch and went to answer the door.
"S-sorry for all the shouting. I was watching a hockey game...." was all I said as I opened the door.
But what I didn't expect to see was my family and Norway. I froze.
'Tirer!' I thought as I quickly slammed the door on them.
"Matthew, lad open this door please. We have been trying to get a hold of you lad! Please open this door so we can talk!" Arthur said.
"Non! Go away! You think after years of ignoring me then suddenly remembering who I am, will make me forgive you and open the door and laugh it off like some joke then you have another thing coming!" I shouted, Kumashiro walked over to me and growled at the door.
"Even Kumajiji wants you to.... leave...." my words trailed off, Kuma looked at me and tilted his head.
"Who are you?
I froze this was the first time that Kuma had forgotten my name.... now that I thought about it this is the first time I said Kuma's name wrong. What the heck? I slowly opened the door to see my family and Norway still standing there looking confused.
"Whoa Iggy the doo- hmmphf" Alfred started but Francis covered his mouth with his hand, not wanting me to slam the door shut on them again.
"Uh... E-england... is... is Kuma cursed?... Are Kuma and I cursed?" I asked.
Then the world around me went dark and a scream was heard.
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Wow took me awhile to finish this chapter. Man, Matthew found out that he and Kumajiour are both cursed.
Who was screaming? Will Alfred quite being a 'my stupid Idiotic neighbor who should get better glasses of a brother'?
Find out in the next chapter! Bye! (^.^)/
Translations:
Tirer- Shoot
Non- No
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