America blinked down at the Britishwoman, who seemed cross with what he said. Well, it was the truth. Even though what she said was true as well, America became angry at what she said, too. He let out a 'tsk' glaring down at her and turning away to walk out of the room. North Italy set a hand on his shoulder and told him he could visit whenever he wanted, making him calm down a little. Maybe he should go and relax in Italy. His people liked to visit Rome, Florence, and Venice the most, and he enjoyed himself when he was there. [B]"Thanks, Italy. I'll think about it."[/b] with that, he left the meeting room without so much as a goodbye. When he left the building, America's nose was already wrinkled and his brows were furrowed. His fists were clenched in his pockets, and his teeth were grinding together under his jaw. This was all stupid. He would have loved to push the button to send a nuke Russia's way, but at least he had a mind. It prevented him from doing that. But for how much longer? How much longer would he put up with the accusations and finger pointing? He would have to go and play violent video games to reduce his stress... preferably those that have Russian antagonists. America sighed, walking down the street at a leisurely pace. Perhaps he could get someone to join him, so they could play video games together! He would invite Britain, but he kind of pissed her off back there. That, and he didn't know if she even knew how to play video games... She was always a pretty boring person. His stomach growled, ripping him from his thoughts and bringing him to the present. [I]I should get something to eat...[/I] he thought. [I]But I don't know my way around here... not to mention the type of food they have.[/I] He cursed himself, kicking a pebble aside and crossing his arms. Why couldn't he have asked Denmark for some grub before he left? --- Why couldn't they have let her speak? Because, first of all, everyone paid attention to her little brother rather than her, and second of all, he said what there was to be said. They were one country, not two, and thus what North said is what South had to say, too. South Italy watched all of the countries leave, and when Spain walked by, she ruffled her hair. She cringed at the contact, glaring over at the Spaniard as she left. [B]"Keep your hands to yourself, bastard!"[/b] she cried at her, shaking a fist. When North turned toward her, her amber eyes flicked up at him. He wanted her to take care of Vatican for a second? [B]"Sure, I guess. Just don't be an idiotic bag of tomatoes and leave me here, like always."[/b] As her aloof brother left, South turned toward Vatican. At the sight of the scrawny, pale faced man with the messy, dark hair and wide, lost eyes, she couldn't help but feel pity for him. Her eyes flicked across the room, seeing that it was mostly empty and no one was paying any attention to them. With that, she turned toward Vatican and patted his head. She didn't want anyone to see her so sappy. She patted his hair down until it wasn't as messy anymore and smiled. [B]"Don't worry, I won't leave you. I'm gonna be with you. And I'm tougher than my little bro, so you're gonna be protected, too. I promise. Italians gotta stick together, right?"[/b] Her hand went to her bag, and she pulled out a little Tupperware from its depths. Inside the plastic container was a serving of homemade ravioli that she had made herself. Southern Italy wasn't one for eating Northern European foods. They were just too bland for her... and so she had made her own food. Setting it in front of Vatican, she pulled out two plastic forks. [B]"I was supposed to go and eat this with North, but he went off. Do you want some? It's cheese ravioli with meat sauce. I made it myself. And I don't mean to brag, but I'm a hell of a good chef."[/b] And that she was. She focused on cooking and farming more than her brother, which led to him being called the so called leader of them two while she worked her ass off. South Italy popped open the lid of the Tupperware, allowing the smell of the cooked food to waft out of the container. [B]"You want some or not? I'm about to start eating this myself."[/b] she licked her lips, aiming to stab the fork into a ravioli. Oh, she was hungry... so, so hungry... --- The meeting had taken a toll on him, but Germany was happy that war had not started... yet. Russia and America had snapped at each other but they didn't break out into a fight. Thank God Denmark and England were there. Even though he was a strong nation, he wasn't as strong as those two. Getting in between their little fist fight could cause some broken bones... or even worse. He sighed, raising a hand to his face and pushing back some of his hair, annoyed with the feeling of them on his face. Maybe he should get his hair cut... or maybe not. He liked his hair long, but not too- Someone smacked the bottom portion of his back, making him flinch and stop walking. When he turned to see who the culprit was, he saw a short, darker skinned woman prance away. [I]Spain...[/I] He had noting against the woman, really, but she could be even more annoying than the Italies. North Italy was a good friend and all, but he was too loud and too energetic for him. Spain seemed to be twice the energy level of Italy. He gazed after her, shaking his head. He didn't know what the matter was with- This time, someone hooked arms with him. Germany didn't even have to look down to know who it was. There was only one person who would do that to him, and that was Italy. Well, North Italy. Germany pulled his arm away, not wanting to be that close to another man. [B]"[I]Hallo, Italien."[/I] he greeted. The Italian man was asking if he was going to go out and drink. Germany blinked, a frown coming across his face. [B]"I have to get home and work a bit. I'll go out and drink another time. If you want, you can come over and I'll get you something to drink."[/b] Germany was a shy nation not into large social gatherings with other countries. He rather be at home to himself. If someone wanted to come over to his house, and they were a friend, then he'd have no problem with it.