Isolation

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 "What do you mean by isolation?" England asked America as he stood at the podium.

"My new president, Ms Angela Gracia, is going to be isolating the US for a minimum of 15 years. I will send letters and limited photos but other than that I will not be allowed to go out of my country, but I can still text, call and stuff!" Alfred smiled at the last part.

"Alfred," Brazil asked, "What about trades?" they asked, many were anxious about that topic.

"We'll continue to buy things we can't grow in the US! But many other things we will slowly stop buying, But a few months after we stop buying we will give you money for no product for the sake of ensuring countries can find new trading partners." Alfred explained.


"Debt aru?" China asked.

"Continued to be paid"


"Game imports?" Japan asked.

"Will continued to be imported"

"Exports?" Korea asked,

"Only certain things will continue"

"Puerto Rico?" Cuba asked, tapping his figures on the table.

"Depending if they want to join as a state,"

"If they don't?" Cuba pressed annoyed.

"I will personally escort her right to you" Alfred said clearly. Cuba seemed satisfied.

"Any other questions?" Alfred asked.

There were no further questions

———

A month passed and now the USA was in official isolation.

———

The next world meeting was very strange. Cuba and Spain were talking fast paced spanish with a little girl on Cuba's laptop.

"Ve~ Who's a she?" Italy asked, leaning to see the screen.

The little girl gasped and turned yelling something to someone off screen, there was a fast reply in a southern accent but it was also in a language they didn't know.

"Puerto Rico, she's with Alfred but I can still call her." Cuba explained with a grumble.

"Hello hello hello" She repeated with a few giggles, "I'm Alondra!"

"Ohh! Caoi Alondra!" Northern Italy smiled cheerily.

Matthew surprisingly has his feet on the table, Bear in his lap and was staring intently at his phone in a very serious text conversation with his brother.

England was going on a rant about Canada's manners and France was trying to get him off of Matthew's back.

———

Little was done that meeting.

———

"Hey Mattie!" Alfred greeted over the phone.

"Hey Al," Mathew said a smile shining threw his voice.

"Long time no talk? It's been what? 3 months? Ya been busy?" Alfred asked joyfully.

"Yeah, it's been a bit more difficult with your ships out of the water but everything's fine" Matthew said with the sound of a keyboard in the background.

"Yeah, it'll be hard for a while but I promise it will be ok in the long run. I won't let you get hurt in all of this" Alfred explained chipperily.

"I trust you Alfie, I just wish I could visit and see what's happening over there" Matthew sighed.

"I wish I could tell you, and bring you over here," Alfred sighed thinking to himself.

"Describe it." "What?" "Describe the advancements, not how it's happening just how it is." Matthew explained.

"Oh. Hmmm." Alfred looked out the window at the rolling hills, trees and cleaner air.

"You can smell the trees in the middle of time square. The grass is a beautiful green. It really is beautiful Mattie," Alfred sighed.

Matthew smiled seeing the image in his mind, "I need to go Alfred, thank you," Matthew said.

"Ok, I'll talk to you later Mattie" They hung up with smiles.

———

"Hey Molossia!" Sealand greeted.

"Do you realize what fucking time of day it is Peter?" Micheal grumbled, rubbing his eyes looking at the red numbers on his bedside clock.

"Uhhh, a time?"

"6 am" Micheal muttered glaring at the clock.

"Oh! Well do you want to play or not? Dad let me on the computer all day because I've been good all week and he said he and Papa have to clean the house," Peter explained with a shrug.

"Just give me a minute, who else is on?" Micheal yawned.

"Seborga, Ladonia, Wy, River Hutt, oh! And Kugelmugel is joining after their piano lessons." Peter explained briefly.

"Alright, let me find my mouse," Micheal sighed. He grabbed his laptop and mouse and flopped back onto his bed and turned on discord and grabbed his headset from his lamp on his bed. He got onto discord. "I'll get on Discord" Micheal hung up as he connected his headphones. He joyed the call.

"Ciao! Micheal! How's isolation?" Seborga asked with his joy shining through his voice.

"Good, hope ya'll don't burn down the meeting house while i'm fucking gone." Micheal sighed as he logged onto their server.

"We won't! You think so lowly of us" Wy huffed annoyed.

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"Kenneth?"

"Yes Alferd?"
"Is this the right thing to do?"

"Yes."

"But people are suffering Kenny"
"I know Alfred, but think about it. We can do much more good once we get clean power. He can close the gap"

"Really?"

"Ofcourse, you have my word and heart of my first land of Vinland"

"Ok"

"Don't cry Alfred, I promise this will all get better, ok?" Kennth promised, Alfred just silently nodded an ok.

///Small not so much hinted- Hinted Pruame//

"Come on, why don't you call Gilbert? I'm sure he'll be overjoyed." Kenneth suggested. Alfred smiled, wiping his tears away. "Ok" Alfred murmured as he went to grab his phone.

Alfred sat on his bed calling Gilbert, he kicked his feet as he waited for Gilbert to pick up.

"Hello?" Gilbert asked.

"Hey Gil," Alfred said a smile already shining threw his voice. But Gilbert knew Alfred better than that.

"You've been crying, Liebling" Gilbert said bluntly.

"I don't think I can get through this isolation thing, Gil," Alfred hiccuped.

Gilbert slowly walked, Alfred through calming down. It was a slow process but Alfred had calmed down after a while, he was curled under the sheets with Gilbert's hoodie on, it was too big for him but made Alfred feel safe.

"I'll stay on the line until you get to sleep alright?" Gilbert asked, he himself was in bed with Gilbird nesting in an old pillow on the nightstand as his old cat purred at his side.

"Ok Gil." Alfred yawned, he was tired after his crying.

"Ich liebe dich Liebling" Gilbert said with the most loving voice Alfred could hear,

"Love you too Gilbert." Alfred yawned, his voice drifting. 

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