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Chapter 1: First meeting..
BELGIUMS POV~
I woke up feeling somewhat nervous,today was my first world meeting. Just a year ago today,my country became recognized and officialy became a nation. My countrys name is Belgium, thats what all the other countrys call me. Now its not my human name, my human name is (I dont know her human name xc), only certain people are aloud to use my human name. My country is kinda small, which isnt really good since right now we are in World War II . This war is the Germans & Russians fighting over god knows what! I'm allies with Russia, which in my case is wonderful since Russia is the most biggest and powerful nation in the world. Anyway, I got up and took a hot shower, got my hair and makeup ready. I rarely wear makeup and get really fancy, but I'm not sure how I'm suppost to dress at the meeting, also I want to make a good impression. I looked through my wardrobe of clothes and winter apparel, I found a nice dress that looked so pretty. I then checked everything on me, grabbed my things and imediatly told my servants to get a plane ready. On the plane, I looked out the window and saw nothng but clouds and snow, I assumed that I was on the borderline of Russia. Finally after about 3 hours in the air, I landed in Moscow, Russia. I felt nervous and excited at the same time, I then got into the car I was reserved to and drove to the meeting center of: Sumeshashen Artyom (Idk something I made up). I was greeted by a tall, blonde haired, blue eyed man who had his hair slicked back by hair gell, "Hallo, your Belgium right?" I looked at the man, "Yes I am, I'm here for the World Meeting?" He smiled. "Ah ja,ja! Right this way fraulin Belgium" "Your Germany right?" I asked politely. "Ja, I am Germany" "Its very nice to meet you Germany, a real honnor infact" He smiled and lead me into a room full of people. "Alright frauline Belgium, all you have to do is find you seat and meet your allys and try to not be rude also" "Ok thank you very much". He then walked back to his seat. I looked around, I then felt my knees go weak, everyone stared at me. Everyone. Just. Stared. I started to bend my head down and look for my seat with my folder infront of it. I found it after doing what seemed like the walk of shame, I sat down next to a very tall man with platnium blonde hair and violet purple eyes, he was wearing a long, beige, coat and a white/pinkish scarf wrapped around his neck, not revealing any part of it. My cheeks turned a light pink when he caught me staring at me, he smiled at me, "Privet young lady." he had a thick Russian accent. "H-hello um..." "Call me Russia." "Oh um hi Russia, I'm new here." "So you are new country, da?." "Yeah, I'm Belgium." "Oh I have heared much about your country." I was suprised. "You have?" "Da, I think its a wonderful country." my face heated up again "Oh um, t-thank you Russia." "Your welcome Belgium." He was about to speak again until a man with shoulder length blonde hair and a slightly stubbly chin ran over and kissed my hand. "Whoa!" "Bonjor beautiful!" He smiled a seductive smile. Russia's eyebrows raised and he started to say something quietly along the lines of, kolkolkolkol. "Russia? what is your problem? Im just trying to introduce myself to this beautiful new country." "Didnt you see that I was talking to her first?!" Russia stated angrily. "No, anyway I'm France and you must be..." France took a glance at my folder. "Belgium, no?." "I am Belgium." "Well Belgium, you are a beautiful, beautiful country~ohhonhononon." "Thank you France.". I stopped and looked at Russia, he had a dark purplish aura around him, France then turned around, right after France saw Russia, he imediatly started to run away. I was confused why he ran away, but I brushed it off. I smiled at Russia and his aura faded away. "Im sorry you had to see that." "See what?" "Nevermind..." He looked away and down at his shoes. "...Russia?." "How about you go and meet some other people? I'll talk to you later Belgium." "Are you sure everything is alright?." "Da, I am just fine." "Ok well bye Russia." "Dusedyviet Belgium".

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Chapter 1: First meeting..
BELGIUMS POV~
I woke up feeling somewhat nervous,today was my first world meeting. Just a year ago today,my country became recognized and officialy became a nation. My countrys name is Belgium, thats what all the other countrys call me. Now its not my human name, my human name is (I dont know her human name xc), only certain people are aloud to use my human name. My country is kinda small, which isnt really good since right now we are in World War II . This war is the Germans & Russians fighting over god knows what! I'm allies with Russia, which in my case is wonderful since Russia is the most biggest and powerful nation in the world. Anyway, I got up and took a hot shower, got my hair and makeup ready. I rarely wear makeup and get really fancy, but I'm not sure how I'm suppost to dress at the meeting, also I want to make a good impression. I looked through my wardrobe of clothes and winter apparel, I found a nice dress that looked so pretty. I then checked everything on me, grabbed my things and imediatly told my servants to get a plane ready. On the plane, I looked out the window and saw nothng but clouds and snow, I assumed that I was on the borderline of Russia. Finally after about 3 hours in the air, I landed in Moscow, Russia. I felt nervous and excited at the same time, I then got into the car I was reserved to and drove to the meeting center of: Sumeshashen Artyom (Idk something I made up). I was greeted by a tall, blonde haired, blue eyed man who had his hair slicked back by hair gell, "Hallo, your Belgium right?" I looked at the man, "Yes I am, I'm here for the World Meeting?" He smiled. "Ah ja,ja! Right this way fraulin Belgium" "Your Germany right?" I asked politely. "Ja, I am Germany" "Its very nice to meet you Germany, a real honnor infact" He smiled and lead me into a room full of people. "Alright frauline Belgium, all you have to do is find you seat and meet your allys and try to not be rude also" "Ok thank you very much". He then walked back to his seat. I looked around, I then felt my knees go weak, everyone stared at me. Everyone. Just. Stared. I started to bend my head down and look for my seat with my folder infront of it. I found it after doing what seemed like the walk of shame, I sat down next to a very tall man with platnium blonde hair and violet purple eyes, he was wearing a long, beige, coat and a white/pinkish scarf wrapped around his neck, not revealing any part of it. My cheeks turned a light pink when he caught me staring at me, he smiled at me, "Privet young lady." he had a thick Russian accent. "H-hello um..." "Call me Russia." "Oh um hi Russia, I'm new here." "So you are new country, da?." "Yeah, I'm Belgium." "Oh I have heared much about your country." I was suprised. "You have?" "Da, I think its a wonderful country." my face heated up again "Oh um, t-thank you Russia." "Your welcome Belgium." He was about to speak again until a man with shoulder length blonde hair and a slightly stubbly chin ran over and kissed my hand. "Whoa!" "Bonjor beautiful!" He smiled a seductive smile. Russia's eyebrows raised and he started to say something quietly along the lines of, kolkolkolkol. "Russia? what is your problem? Im just trying to introduce myself to this beautiful new country." "Didnt you see that I was talking to her first?!" Russia stated angrily. "No, anyway I'm France and you must be..." France took a glance at my folder. "Belgium, no?." "I am Belgium." "Well Belgium, you are a beautiful, beautiful country~ohhonhononon." "Thank you France.". I stopped and looked at Russia, he had a dark purplish aura around him, France then turned around, right after France saw Russia, he imediatly started to run away. I was confused why he ran away, but I brushed it off. I smiled at Russia and his aura faded away. "Im sorry you had to see that." "See what?" "Nevermind..." He looked away and down at his shoes. "...Russia?." "How about you go and meet some other people? I'll talk to you later Belgium." "Are you sure everything is alright?." "Da, I am just fine." "Ok well bye Russia." "Dusedyviet Belgium".