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Japan stared at Prussia some blinking, "I can build one" he said in a offended tone to the white haired man then frowned some but why a robot was the thought in his mind. Sighing some he got up headed into the kitchen to get some sake for the group.

"uh..why a giant robot, aru? Are you high or something like that, aru?" China replied to America's stupid ideas like that. China gives credit about being creative, but at least the creativity be realistic and actually POSSIBLE. Then as China walked away there was a worrying coming out of China if Japan, his little brother is alright. China continuing to drink his tea than actually finishing it; then got the tea pot and started to fill the cup again. It was starting to get empty "I'm sorry England, but I'll being in the kitchen to make more tea, will that be alright, aru?" Then China gets up from the seat then escorts himself to the kitchen with the concern look on his face. Did America just snapped Japan's cord?

America heard China's statement and the smile slowly fell off his face. He was so excited for this project and wanted to share it with everyone. But he felt like China particularly snappy tonight, and he didn't know why...

"Well you see. I uh... well we..."

America was at a loss for words. Prussia had shot him down without even giving his idea a second thought. Japan seemed skeptical. Only England seemed to actually be humoring the idea, even if it was just to make America feel better.

His hand slowly fell back to his side, and he suddenly sat cross legged. His finger and thumb made a crook that rested his chin with the other three fingers closed. And his other hand rested on his knee, elbow out.

America pondered for a second or two...

Japan had walked back into the small area set the tray down looked over to America, then headed to where the blond man sat. "it's alright America, I know this is something you would really like to do. If you want to do this I will be more than willing to help you in any way I can." the dark haired nation said nodding some looking at the others in the area.

As China refills the tea he heard America's answer; which usually always happens he makes an idea but doesn't know why he he has the idea. Then when the tea pot filled up the Chinese man walked back to the table whispering to the Japanese man's ear "Are you alright, aru? You look like you got offended by something, aru?" America doesn't know nor care about everyone's feeling, but himself. China sits back down with the feeling of contentment. Then China has an idea of how the gathering can go on smoothly only 2 options: 1. For him to be quiet as he possibly can so that way no one would know if China's there like that one country that's above America, but who is his name (he's really good at it) or 2. For America to be at least logical and not to be so selfish to other nations, capitalist bastard.

"Yo! If you don't know what you are doing, you shouldn't open your mouth loser!" Prussia said to the man on the floor. "Any ways if all we are doing is just sitting here, I rared go home." Prussia got up and walk to the door. "See you later you sons of bic........OUCH!!!!" some thing hard ran in to him when he open the door. Prussia fell to the floor as a brown haired boy fell on top of him. "What the Fuck?"

Italy didn't know what he ran in to, all he knew that he was late to the meeting. "Sorry I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to run in to you, I was just late and Germany had lots work to do and he ask me to go and then there was this pretty girl so I stop and talk and......" Italy rumble on.

Prussia look up at the brown haired boy, 'what the hell, is that Italy...'Prussia thought. "Hey!! Shut up and get off me you idiot" he yelled at Italy. The way Italy was sitting on him was....well.... making him hot. But who wouldn't be if a hot boy that you kind of like was sitting on your lap, and moving around...... "Just get off already!!!!!"

"Um...hi Italy, aru" China says out of surprise, and yet glad that the Prussian got ran over by an Italian. "Do you want some tea, aru?" The black-haired Chinese said waiting for the reply that will determine if he would o to the kitchen to get another cup or to stay put. The world changed so much in the past few centuries or more, China remembers Roman Empire trading goods back and forth now he's gone China remembers the Middle Ages where Eupora was unstable in chaos but yet made nice trades with porcelain in exchange for gold. China even remembers porcelain being valuable and expensive is now being used as a shit catcher. How much the world has changed?


*I'm not pissed and I used history class info*

America looked up suddenly and then around the room. He wore a frown this time instead of his usually beaming smile. His eyebrows were furrowed. He seemed angry.

"I never said I didn't know what I was doing... Although your lack of the ability to carry any enthusiasm and your quickness to knock others down before giving them a chance seems rather rude..."

America got up and whipped around, then started pacing back and forth. He did this about four times and stopped on his heel. He looked over at Japan and ran to him.

"Hey, do you have pen and paper!?"

He looked at Japan anxiously, awaiting his response.

"H-Hai." was all the small boy could say to the other then pulled away from America and headed into another room looked about heading over to his table looking frantically for a pen and paper. Once he had located the two items for the blond he ran back out handed them to America. "Here you are America san."

"What are you up to?" Prussia asked as he tryed pushing Italy off him.

"Wow America what is it that you think we should do?" Italy asked as he rolled off of Prussia. "If you need a white flag, I haves a bunch of them. Would you like one?"

"PASTA!!!"

"Just shut up Italy!" Prussia yelled as he tryed to fix his...... "Oh never mine

America smiled widely as Japan had brought out what he'd asked for. He quickly grabbed it.

"Thanks!!"

He turned and sat at the table and begin scribbling very quickly, not really listening to what anyone else was saying. He was focused, determined to make them understand how he felt about this.