The world meeting was, as always, incredibly loud and somewhat annoying. Germany had given up hope in getting some sense to the people. Your (e/c) eyes wandered around the room and you couldn't help but feel slightly amused.
In what other meeting would there be a man making pasta, one is sleeping, two are fighting for God-knows-what reasons and everyone else were shouting to get their voice heard.
Though soon you noticed that you weren't the only one amused by this comical scene. Russia, also known as Ivan Braginski, had a small child-like smile on his face. He was completely relaxed, leaning back in his chair, watching as the chaos before him continued to expand.
He must have felt you eyes on him because soon he locked his gaze to you. His small smile widened to something quite creepy looking and you nervously smi
- Reading someone's mind? - You asked in his mind. He shook his head a little, surprised by you and he smirked a bit.
- Says the one who just did the same. - He answered, as you took a bite of a strawberry from your desert. - You are acting different lately, love.
- Love? Did I just got an promotion? I'm flattered, Charlie. - You said looking at him with a mischievous smile on forming on your lips. - What does it mean, 'you're acting different'? Be specific, darling. -
Wow, Yesterday was great. You immediately fell in love with the neighborhood after yesterday's Coolest Coaster Ever. Come on, Your Neighbors built a roller coaster! A Roller Coaster! How many kids your own age can do that?
You happily sighed as you sat in your room and thought about the adventure you had with the Flynn-Fetcher brothers the day before. But before your day-dreaming could continue, you heard the door bell ring.
You got out of your room and peeked down the stairs to see your mother talking to a woman with orange hair and a cake in her hand. ’What’s with all the colorful hairs?’ you thought to yourself.
You saw the woman give your mother the cake and you slowly descended the stairs, since your room was on the 1st floor. You walked up behind your mother but the woman in front of you noticed you.
“Oh is this your daughter?” The woman asked as she pointed towards you. You mother turned her he