Before the World Meeting.

[sweden_san]

Title: Untitled
Pairing(s): Whatever happens, happens.
Rating: up to PG13.
Summary: There’s a World Meeting today. Sweden arrives a bit early, and hears an unidentified (read: hasn’t posted yet XD ) someone or some ones in the vending machine area (because what meeting building wouldn’t have vending machines for those nations who are far too

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[potatoe_cook]

[[I'll just start... o.o; oh, a german building probably would have vending machines for drinks at best, btw. ;) ]]

Germany as usual had been one of the first ones at the World Meeting-Building. He knew by now, that the last ones would always arrive one hour late, but he just couldn't bring himself to be "just on time".
But since he already had gone through his papers several times, everything was perfectly prepared and organized and he even had done the biggest part of Italy's work, too, he found himself bored and with nothing to do.
He contemplated going through his documents for the n-th time. However, it would be really just a waste of time, so he quickly decided against it.

Setting for walking around a bit before he would be stuck in a useless, loud, stuffy, long meeting once more he just walked around randomly. Until he saw the vending machines. Nobody would see it, if he just sat down and ate something for a few minutes. His choice fell on a can of black coffee -no problem- and a BiFiIt ended in him shouting german curses at

[sweden_san]

Sweden walked around the corner to find out that the noise had been Germany, trying to get something out of one of the vending machines.

"M'rning G'rmany. 's th' m'chine n't w'rking?"

Sweden decides that vending machine food is more solid than coffee, and so will count as breakfast when Finland asks him if he's eaten.

He examines the machine and finds a breakfast sandwich that looks like a possibility, before looking back at Germany.

[potatoe_cook]

Surprised Germany looked up. He tried not showing on his face, that for a second he felt like a heart attack. Sweden was actually a nice guy and a nice nation and he knew it, but...even Germany was always scared upon seeing his face nevertheless.

"Good Morning.", he took a moment to think about the rest the man had said.
"yes, seems like it's broken. I would recommend using the other one, if you want something."

Germany gave up his money and tunred completely to Sweden. "You're early", he simply stated.

[sweden_san]

"Mm. W's f'n'shing s'me w'rk fr'm y'st'rday. D'dn't h've t'me t' f'n'sh 't l'st night."

Sweden turned to the other vending machine, and began to feed krona into the machine. He selected the breakfast sandwich.

*whirrr* *click* *CRUNCH*

Apparently this vending machine is broken too.
Sweden watched the breakfast sandwich dangle from its rack in the vending machine.

He thought for a moment and studied the vending machine; then knelt on the ground and reached up into the vending machine. He grabbed the sandwich and began to pull it out.

Unfortunately, his arm got stuck.

[patrioticpride]

America was lounging at home, his feet propped up on a table. He was lazily stuffing a burger into his mouth, the boredom of the day finally setting in. Oh, how he wished there was something to do. He could... call England? No. England had said something about a meeting that day. Damn him.

Wait.

Oh. OH. He was supposed to be at that meeting himself! Riiight. Well, America looked at his burger again, after he ate.

(/will join. Lately. 8D)

[pomodoro_buono]

Romano sighed, unenthusiastically he walked through the parking lot towards the entrance to the build in which the World meeting was to be held. It was to be yet, another long, boring, and typical day in the life of Romano. Oh goodie. It was usually an extremely rare thing for the Italian to arrive anywhere on time. If it hadn't been for the prospect of possibly having time for una siesta before the meeting, he most likely would not have gone to the trouble of such an uncharacteristic action

[taiwan_lah]

[First time posting... yikes O_O]
The Asian girl is choosing her best outfit for the world meeting at her own house. She was bothered by the fact that his own big brother, China, will try to enforce her to come back home when they met during the meeting. And she starts to think about how should she do to him after that. Should she points her knives at him to threaten him to shut up? No, that won't do, because America will stop her. Should she trick Russia to (censored) China to keep him away from her? No, she remembered Russia have a very desperate sister called... uh... Belarus?
After her few hours of worrying, she is off her way to go to the world meeting and wishing that she won't ended up messing up anything... And hoping she wouldn't meet any of her Asian brothers on her way to the meeting place (where ever that is).

[sorry for typing so much lol]

[korea_daze]

[Same here. Double yikes!]
His plan was going perfectly, da ze! Because all good plan originated in Korea. As he followed Taiwan from a distance, he was certain this couldn't fail. She would obviously find China, as she always did. And then he could claim Aniki's breasts! He did wonder where she was going though..

[taiwan_lah]

As she keeps on walking, Taiwan sense a very weird eyes staring at her and following her. She could sense that the one that is following her might be one of his Asian brother, Yong Soo. Taiwan knows that Korea won't do any much harm to her since his target his idiot Yao's breasts, not her's or any others. But she reach her hands into the preparation position towards her Kinmen knives that she bring with her just to make sure, yeah, JUST to make sure. Taiwan leaned kong fu skills when she was little from Yao, she can use them anytime she wants to... to prepare if THAT happens.

[korea_daze]

Peeking from behind the tree he was currently huddled behind, Korea cackled lowly. As if Taiwan would be able to find him! Hiding originated in Korea as well! Still, he should be more careful and try to bled in. Shoving on a tattered hat and an overly large pair of fake specs, he whipped out a newspaper and strolled some distance behind her, humming to himself.

[itiaellevu]

"Ve~" Italy sighed sadly. Romano left him behind because he took to long on cooking lunches for them today. Now he stuck walking to the meeting.
"I'm giving France Romano's lunch for leaving me behind." whined Italy as he continue walking down the street with a lunch container.

[tru3_gentleman]

Arthur slid into his car with a sigh, briefly looking through all of his papers as a last check that he wasn't forgetting anything (though he'd packed the previous evening and had checked the documents after having his morning tea) before turning the key in the ignition and starting on his way.

He was almost halfway to the conference building when he stopped at a traffic light, sure that he had just driven past Italy. He was fourth in the queue, and so was able to peerback through the back window to confirm his suspicions. He let his car inch forward to the traffic light as it became red again, stopping at the line and honking his horn at the Italian as he almost walked by the car.

They were going to the same place, afterall, so he may as well offer a lift. And England was nothing if not a gentleman ;)

[itiaellevu]

Feliciano jumped when he heard a car honking. Looking around he spotted Arthur waving his hand to him. He couldn't help, but smile and thought 'Yay! I don't have to walk all the way to the meeting'
He quickly open the door to the back seats and hopped in before the lights changed. "Thanks so much Arthur" said Feliciano as he buckled himself in. He placed his lunch container in the seat next to him. To his surprise there was a container like his already there.
"Oh you cooked lunch for yourself too. Ve~ and you are using my Christmas gift I gave you too." excitingly said Feliciano.

[tru3_gentleman]

Arthur smiled at Feliciano, lightly replying "It's nothing to be thanked for."

Noting that the light had changed to green, he switched gears and began to drive again, managing to be one mph over the speed limit at all times. Hearing Feliciano's remark, he smiled again as he said, "Of course! Thank you for the thoughtful gift..." Indeed, the present had been rather unexpexted, but with the reminder that Christmas brought of everyone's apparen't abbhorance to anything he cooked it had been a pleasent surprise to receive something that may be an encouragement to keep up his efforts in the kitchen.

As Arthur came to a halt at another set of traffic lights, another thought hit him. He arched an eyebrow as he glanced at the Italian sat behind him. "Why are you alone today, anyway? I would have thought that you would make your way to the conference with either your brother or Ludwig..."