All is left is to ring the bell (fruk)

Angleterre, je t'aime et je te déteste

This meeting was created for my dear Arthur to explain his situation. Then, he would have to tell every nation, causing him humiliation. As I mentioned, I was keeping an eye on him, so I knew he was in a terrible state. It made me sad seeing him like this, but it was well deserved. Besides, I would not do anything to him I knew he wouldn't come back from. His economy would crash for a few years, but eventually, it would be well again.

Did that make me a crazy person? Possibly...but he broke my heart...and I am one petty son of a bitch.

"France...what is with that outfit?" Germany asked. I was dressed a bit nice, but could you blame me? I wanted to look nice for the show. "We better not have another strange occurrence at the world meeting today...because of your personal feelings!" he directed. He gave me a side-eye, but I only began to laugh. "My personal feelings? There are none! I am only wearing this outfit because I will get married..."

"Married?"

"Yes...married to England's despair..."

"DON'T TRY AND MARRY A PHENOMENON!"

I rolled my eyes playfully. I was drinking wine and offered him some, but he did not want to deal with me. "Huh? But I want to marry it! I want to pledge my eternal love for such an amazing thing!"

"I fail to understand any of that, seeing that I want everything settled...but I doubt the situation is the thing you want to marry..."

"Pfft! What else would I want to marry? That is a ridiculous notion! Besides...you say all that, but I think you also like seeing England in despair."

"I AM NOT INTO THAT SORT OF THING! I THINK YOU HAVE OTHER MOTIVES FOR WANTING TO MARRY!"

"Huh? No! But how about starting this afternoon? You then enjoy his despair! Come on! It is fun!"

"AS IF I WOULD DO THAT! LET GO OF ME! YOU ARE GOING INSANE-"

"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE, FRANCE! I AM A DIFFERENT MAN FROM YESTERDAY!" His sweet voice made me smile as I dropped my grip on Germany. I swiftly turned my body around, seeing England storm in. And he looked like a hot mess....a hot, sexy, delicious-looking mess!

"Oh? My dear little Mr England! Aren't you looking a little battered today?" I smiled. He held onto the wall beside him, catching his breath. Either he was really doing bad, or he was really out of breath.

"Thanks to you, I am having a jolly good time every day," he said. He did not look angry at me, only annoyed that I was trying so hard. My love, I will have your heart and your life wrapped around my finger.

"Oh? Have you prepared another amusing spectacle for us today?" I smiled. He came closer to me, and he smirked, determined. "You bet; I am sure you'll be surprised," he smiled. He came before me, crossing his arms, swishing his hips back and forth. I was infatuated.

My anger had turned to infatuation the more this continued. It gave me a rush that I never knew I missed. And it did not help that this situation reminded me of when we were kids. Where I was the sparkling one, and he was the feral-looking rat that came into my life.

The good Ol days...

"YOU WON'T BE LAUGHING WHEN YOU LEAVE THIS CONFERENCE ROOM TODAY!" He shouted, pointing a finger at me. He tried to glare at me, but his face grew flustered as I stared and smiled at him. "Is that so? I shall look forward to it," I spoke. I always loved this about him. He would never back down without a fight, but I loved trying to break this tough nut.

Breaking it into tiny little pieces... is what I loved the most.

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When the conference began, everyone stared at Arthur.  I could not help but smirk, staring at him. He was sitting in his chair, looking nervous. I do admit that I was being harsh, but I was upset. I feel like he was giving up on the EU and secluding himself like always. It made me feel like he was worried a fight would break out and he would be unable to do anything himself.