Chapter ll

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Chapter 2

"Will dudes you might think am crazy or something.." America looked at everyone thoughtfully before continuing "So you guys better not thank am crazy but you guys got to believe, me so I was getting my usual smoothie got in my car started driving to the meeting it was aroumd 7:00 a.m. when i got here, so I got out my car with my smoothie in hand..."

(England pov)

This was obvisouly going to take a whole hour with all that obnoxious detail in the way so being the gentleman I was going to save us from this gibberish. "Ah, America can you please leave out all the detail, we want to know what happened not a whole story of what you did or had."  America than turned and started at me he had a expression I coudn't really identify what it was but it quickly replaced with his normal wide smile.

"I gotchu Iggy so as I was saying I saw this door that was open and I went through it had portraits of us from every time you could think of I touched one that look like me well he was me but different not with blonde hair or anything so I touched it and suddenly the painting started moving and a hand was going through the portrait I screamed and I through my poor smoothie at the painting my poor smoothie..."

Wait portraits??? But none of us have ever gotten any painting done of us before well maybe some of us, but having a painting done of us from every time place now that impossible wait...how did America get those brusies and that scar on one of his eyes and his clothes than?..

"Mr. America how did you get that than your messy hair and the scar and brusies some of your clothes is also a bit torn." America was no longer murmuring the loose of his smoothie but was staring at Japan as he had with me but this time a bit longer.

"I fell on something which caused my hair to get a bit of dirty and my scar was from yestarday nothung to worry about and this is how, the pants are made fashion from the states you know." America was still staring at Japan with a blank look that looked force but why would Ameica force himself not to show any emotion to Japan?...

(POV NONE)

The atmosphere was so stiff that it could be cut with a knife. "Ve Mr. America can you stop staring at Mr. Japan like that?" America than stopped staring at Japan. "Am very sorry dude I guessed I got punched to hard I'll be going now you guys can continue the meeting without me"

With that America left the metting without another word.  Germany looked at the watch on his wrist ready to end the meeting but it read 9:10 in bold words strange I could of sweared it was 11:00.. "

"Angleterre something seems to be happing to Amérique perhaps it's.." In a flash of light England turned his head quickly to France
"No frog it's not sexual tension" and just like the both of them were fighting again.
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Chaper 2 Is done yayyyayyay
I liked how none of them mention the word
punch. I was going to mention it but yeah .\

Translations

-Angleterre = England

-Amérique = America

Started: December 17, 2022
Finished Chapter: December 19, 2022

Words in total: 634

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