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The Rains of Castamere | Hetalia [Always Accepting!]

In any case, I think that he should somehow have a key to Germany's house and have a faster way of getting there (e.g aeroplane could be delayed and they take the train there.) Germs comes back to find three wasted Europeans languishing in his house.

XD

The Rains of Castamere | Hetalia [Always Accepting!]

France chuckled, smoothly walking over to them in his usual elegant manner. He came up close to them, wrapping an arm around both Spain and Prussia and hugging them close to his body. He really did enjoy this affectionate contact. He bent down to each, giving them both an enthusiastic peck on the cheek - he couldn't do his usual two in this position - and then rested his chin on Prussia's head. Spain was a bit too short for that. "Ah, j'adore my leetle gang," he teased them. "Have you two shrunk since the last time I saw you?" His fingers tapped along the side of Spain he was holding, appreciating her gentle curves - most wouldn't do so, partially because it was indeed slightly perverted and for fear of being kicked in the crotch. "I do theenk that teasing la petite anglais fleur sounds quite fun, mes amis," he declared brightly. "Now, where is it that you are planning to go? I do hope that they have good wine."

The Rains of Castamere | Hetalia [Always Accepting!]

Denmark turned to Iceland, glancing about before nodding. "There is one outside, just a couple of steps down the road. I will come with you," she said, holding up her own container. She raised her free hand to wave to Germany with a grin. "See you!" With that, she looked back to Iceland and tilted her head toward the door and began walking. As she came outside, her smile did not fade - it was cold, and she loved the feeling. The sun was setting, and the light glinted off Copenhagen's ocean down at the end of the road. Sighing happily, she set off to the bin and dropped her Skyr container inside it. She waited for Iceland so that she could say goodbye to him. She would be joining the drinking club tonight!

France turned to America, slightly surprised at the suggestion. Well, then. "Paris - eet ees not so cold as Copenhagen or London, oui? I would be trés happy to host a meeting - I am ready for eet at any time." It was then that the Spaniard zoomed past him and did some sort of pouting face at him. It wasn't as beautiful as a pout, though. A bit overdone. He responded with a kiss in her direction, sound and all. And then he was being complimented by North. He grinned toothily. "Why, thank you, my Italian friend. C'est Lacoste - j'adore mon designer clothes. Mais - I will join you for zhe drinks," he confirmed with a nod. He followed the Italian outside, standing on the steps and watching him go before spotting the spectacle of Spain and Prussia. "Bonsoir, mes amis! Did I hear something about having zhe alcohol? I would appreciate a good glass of wine and maybe something a leetle beet stronger." He put his thumbs into his belt loops and sauntered down the steps in a very... French... manner.

The Rains of Castamere | Hetalia [Always Accepting!]

France smiled at Italy, raising a hand to wiggle his fingers at him. "I'll refrain from teasing la petite anglais fleur, then," he said with a wink. He liked Italy - he was almost as stylish as France (in France's opinion) and also appreciated food and art (although France thought his much better).

He listened to Italy, how he and Spain were suffering from the downward trend. France had not felt it as badly, with the famous Eiffel Tower and the attractions of the French Alps and the beaches in the South. Although his beaches could be swamped too. The man frowned.He was lucky, but there had been background notes on how not quite as many people were travelling anymore, and how some beaches were having to have an eye kept on them. "Oui, my beaches are feeling the effects of climate change as well," he agreed with a nod. "We may have to start using the Netherlands' technique to reclaim land if it becomes bad in the future." It was then that Vatican began speaking. Why yes, people were noticing. They were in his country, so they probably would in other countries. He read the newspaper and walked among his people - he heard the whispers of unsureness all the time. And the truth was, he wasn't sure either.

Denmark nodded to Vatican. "Thank you," she said kindly. It was good to hear that other citizens were noticing as well. Vatican had revealed that they would not want to fight, or at least that they would be tired. So they did not want conflict either. She straightened in her chair and cleared her throat. "Right, I believe that we are finished for today. Thank you everyone for coming - I hope that you take away something from here to think about. Maybe we can find solutions for our problems by the next meeting. Ja?" She smiled at them all hopefully before she rose, near-empty container of Skyr back in her hand once more.

The Rains of Castamere | Hetalia [Always Accepting!]

I'll wrap up the meeting now - unless anyone wants to say more with Demon's recent post? If so, and I post before you say so, I will simply edit it. :D

The Rains of Castamere | Hetalia [Always Accepting!]

This England and France dynamic is going to be so much fun. I think that they should get stranded together before finding the others a good couple of times during Arcs. xD

The Rains of Castamere | Hetalia [Always Accepting!]

France watched the woman, smirk not disappearing. She really did hate him, didn't she? France disliked England, but he didn't openly hate her like he used to. Still enough dislike for him to feel he should argue with and poke at her with every opportunity. "Ah, but it is not my fault that I am so approachable and... What do you English say? Radiant? You are simply jealous that no-one will approach such a cold person as yourself." He sat up in his chair and ran a hand through his carefully styled locks. "Allor, I wish not to hear your sharp tongue in that rough language at this moment - I wish to hear what I can for what is left of this meeting."

Denmark nodded politely. Her gaze skipped along - Germany, Portugal, Russia... Then the Italians. She felt the need to have some sort of idea of how their area were doing. And maybe they would give something away. "Italy? Vatican? Do you wish to speak at this meeting today?"

((Please excuse my abominable French, any French speaking people - I haven't spoken it for two years. XD))

The Rains of Castamere | Hetalia [Always Accepting!]

Check my France post. ; 3 England may have something to say to that!

The Rains of Castamere | Hetalia [Always Accepting!]

Mmm - I was thinking of Netherlands, but decided to make a new character and add on to the humour. ;3

I'll edit in a post as France in a little while. :D

Edit: And, France is in! :p

The Rains of Castamere | Hetalia [Always Accepting!]

Ooh yay. :D

Please guys, let me know what whether there is anything more that you want your characters to say in the meeting?