Iggy... I mean England: *on his way to the world meeting room*

America: Omg! Did you see France today? You're gonna freak when you see him just... *runs off*

Iggy: Well that was odd. Hey, China. What's this about France that America's freaking out over?

China: France walked in wearing some weird costume from one of Japan's shows.

Iggy: God no. How many tentacles is he carrying around?

China: What? Not those shows. He's dressed like some Japanese schoolgirl. His hair is braided and everything.

Iggy: Oh... O//////O

China: What's that face for?

Iggy: Nothing. *walks into the meeting room*

Russia: You already got the paperwork done?

Iggy: Oh... I forgot about that.

Russia: Did you see France today? I think you would really like his outfit.

Iggy: No I didn't. Where is he anyway? Wait. Would do you mean I would like his outfit?

Russia: He does his paperwork in the other room this time. Remember?

Iggy: Oh yeah. :( But really, what was that about me liking his outfit?

~Finally time for the meeting~

Iggy: *waiting for the meeting to start*

France: *walks in* Hey, Iggy! You like my outfit? *wearing the classic Japanese schoolgirl outfit and knee high converses*

Iggy: Yeah it's... *nosebleed* it looks good on you.

France: Thank you.

Iggy: *tries to clean his nose blood but it keeps coming* Sorry..... just ignore that mess.

France: *oblivious to Iggy's feelings and the puddle for blood coming out of his nose* Oops. My pen fell. *bends down to get the pen*

Iggy: *faints from blood loss*

France: *clueless as to why Iggy fainted or why he'd get a nosebleed in the first place*