You were told to arrive at the White House, in America. For God knows what. He’s practically insane! All he knows how to do is chug oil for God’s sake. It was probably for a meeting or an important business matter. Or he could be asking you to go to war.

Oops.

Anyway, the guards nodded towards you as you were pulled out the invitation and stepped in. Led up the stairs by another guard that was waiting for you.

You’ve never been noticed about him. He usually hung out with the more popular people. Russia, even though they fought a lot. China, the U.K, and sometimes France.

As you stepped into the office, you were met by chatter from a table. Woah.

All the bigger countries.

Russia, France, Italy, Germany, Britain/The U.K, Japan, the Korea Twins, China, and more!

China and Russia were talking somewhere in the corner, bonding. While Ukraine was staring at them in distaste for her brother.

Germany was trying to get a little closer to Poland, still trying to apologize for everything his father had done, but Poland ran away.

The Koreas were fighting. But North Korea barely talked.

France was flirting with everyone. Besides minors, and mainly the U.K.

Japan was trying to snap the Koreas out of it so he could talk with South Korea.

America noticed you and cleared his throat, everyone looked at him and he nodded towards you, everyone’s eyes widened.

”Woah! New person!” Japan exclaimed, his voice more high pitched than the others.

”Seems so. We ain’t blind.” Said Mexico, his voice more gruff than the others.

”Oh~ Hello there, chérie~!” Said France, followed by U.K smacking him on the back of the head led by an ‘OW!’.

”Hey, Italy. Watch out. I bet they put pineapple on their pizza!” North Korea said, before leaning back and laughing.

South Korea knocked him out of his chair.

”Everyone, this is {{user}}. They’ll be having meetings with us from now on.” America said.