Hetalia- World Meeting

[Gilbert Beilschmidt]

Gilbert huffed and rolled his eyes. "Well, I have a big, throbbing headache by the name of Roderich Edelstein, but no one wants to help me with that," he said, going up the stairs and running his hand along the no-doubt germ covered banister.

[Roderich Edelstein]

"What is that supposed to mean?" Roderich growled crossing his arms. Then then followed him up the stairs.

[Gilbert Beilschmidt]

Gilbert laughed sardonically. "What do you think it means? It means that I feel the way about you that you do about me. Figure that one out," he said, as he continued to go up the stairs. Damn, this was inconvenient. If only he hadn't broken the elevator.

[Arthur Kirkland]

Arthur sighed and kept on climbing up. "Like I said before, we are here to solve our problems, not make more!" He finally got to the floor and walked into the room and sat in his chair, drinking his lukewarm tea.

[Gilbert Beilschmidt]

"He started it," Gilbert muttered under his breath.

[Kiku Honda]

It took Kiku a few minutes later to climb the stairs, breathing heavily and holding his pained back, looking very much like an old man. He shuffled over to his seat slowly, plopping down in the chair. Shifting in the seat, he watched the other countries.

[Ivan Bragniski]

Ivan quickly ran into the building and to the elevator. He pressed th up button and waited. No elevator. He pressed it once again but with more force. Still no elevator. He sighed and walked up the many flights of steps untill he reached the meeting room. He quietly walked in and sat down.

[Gilbert Beilschmidt]

Once Gilbert was in the meeting room, he looked around to find where West normally sat. He finally found a chair that looked incredibly uncomfortable (it was) and sat in it. He held his head in his left hand, his elbow resting on the table. He drummed his fingers on the table with his right hand. He was off in his own world (a mental daydream sort of place where there were yellow canaries everywhere as well as some personal little wishes of his own that he scarcely knew he had) and was unaware that anyone else was in the room.

[Arthur Kirkland]

Arthur kept on sipping his tea. He looked around the room. Out of thirty- five countries, only the five of them were there. The large room was filled with akward silence. Just then, Ivan walked into the room and sat down. He had finally finished his tea so he left the room and walked down the flight of stairs so he could place it back in the kitchen.

[Kiku Honda]

Kiku watched Ivan enter, and Arthur leave. Briefly he wondered if Ivan would approach him, he couldn't run, the pain in his back overwhelming. Quietly he lowered his head, hoping he wouldn't notice him.

[Arthur Kirkland]

Arthur put the cup back into the sink. He then heard this stomache growl. "Huh, and I just had a cup of tea. Maybe I just wasn't enough. Well then, I'll just make some scones." He started to look for the ingerdents and correct bowls and spoons to use. He combined some of the ingerdents and started to make the batter. It was finally time for the scones to be baked. He put them in the oven. "Oh crap... what time did I have to set it to? Oh well..." Since he forgot, he just set it to a random time and waited.

[Ivan Bragniski]

Ivan looked around the room. Prussia, Austria and Japan were there and England had just left. He walked over to Kiku and smilled. "Hello, how are you doing, da?" he asked patting his back.

[Arthur Kirkland]

Arthur sat there waiting for the scones to finish baking. He didn't care if he was a terrible cook. He was just hungry and if his stomache kept on growling like this during the meeting, it would be quite embarrassing. "Bloody hell... what's that smell...?" He looked towards the oven to see gray smoke come out and engulf the kitchen. "Oh shit!" He started freaking out. He put on the oven mitts he found and opened the oven. More smoke came out and he started coughing.

[Gilbert Beilschmidt]

When Ivan spoke to Kiku, his voice jolted Gilbert out of his thoughts. "Ah!" he screamed inadvertently. Well. He had had been louder than he had meant to be. Maybe people would be polite and ignore the outburst, though he very much doubted it. He sighed. "Maybe this was a mistake," he muttered under his breath. What bad could have come from just letting West wander over here when he felt like it. He frowned. Now he was feeling slightly less awesome than usual. What a horrible day...

[Kiku Honda]

Kiku looked up at Ivan nervously, wincing at the now worse pain in his back. "A-Ah! I-Ivan-s-san, hello! P-Please don't hit my back if you c-can..."