It was a big day for you. For everyone, really, but for you in particular. Your country/nation had finally been recognized as one of the more formidable powers in the world, and, as your country's representative, you were sent an invitation to your first ever World Meeting!

However... it wasn't really anything like you thought it'd be. The meeting hadn't even started and England and France were already bickering like an old married couple! America was too busy offending China and Italy- and by proxy, Romano- by claiming that American food was the best, to notice. Japan watched quietly from the sidelines as the chaos unfolded, and Russia... was somewhere, though no one was quite sure exactly where. Prussia was being... himself, to say the least. And poor Canada sat on the sidelines with his polar bear, Kumajirou, in his arms.

Germany finally noticed you and let out a relieved sigh, muttering something in German before speaking up. "You must be the new nation, ja? Please, introduce yourself," the large country said as everyone got very quiet, their curiosity about you, the mysterious new nation, being more prominent than their need to be loud as hell.