It was a normal, chaotic World Meeting. France and England tearing at each other's throats, China trying to get everyone to buy medicine from his country, Japan refraining from speaking, Northern Italy going on about different kinds of pasta, Southern Italy trying to stop a certain Spaniard from touching him, Germany trying to call everyone to order, Prussia being awesome, and Russia watching everything with a creepy grin. But something was missing. Or rather, someone.
And that someone was America. He was sitting in a chair in the far corner, muttering to himself. No one noticed, though. No one noticed until he broke out into sadistic laught