A Secret Meeting (east coast edition)

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NS:
Do we got the beer?

PEI:
Aye!

Ns:
And donair sauce with our garlic fingers?

NB:
Right here!

NS:
Great. Now we can start the meeting! *opens a beer*

Newfoundland:
This is my kind of party, b'y!

PEI:
Yo Brunswick, pass the garlic fingers!

NB:
Sure fam *passes the garlic fingers*

NS:
This is the perfect setting for an impromptu party!

Newfoundland:
I'm gonna cook.

PEI:
Fuck yeah! Nova, get your fiddle out!

NB:
Wait just a second, as much as I would love to see my on and off fiancé's finger work, we have a meeting to go through.

NS:
Right. Sorry.

PEI:
What's the problem big bro?

NS:
The west has declared war on us.

Newfoundland:
IVE GOT YER BACK! *whips a long assed spear out of his pocket*

PEI:
*eyebrow wiggle*

NS:
Our first step is to bring back all the workers we sent their way! They'll soon realize they can't drive forth our economy without the Atlantic Canadians.

Nfld:
Great idea b'y.

NB:
We are used to dealing with hard times. They're used to being rich. We'll have the advantage on them.

Quebec:
*bursts into the room*
Bonjour everybody.

NB:
Quebec? What are you doing here?

Que:
I came to help you!

Ns:
*dramatic gasp* but why?!

Que:
Well, you remember how Britain used to join whatever side France was fighting so he could kick his ass?

Newfoundland:
Lovers spit with Ontario.  Got it.

Quebec:
Yeah...so what are your plans so far?

Ns:
Economic destruction.

Quebec:
I was afraid of this.

Ns:
Afraid of what?

Quebec:
I may have to use my...secret weapon...

Newfoundland:
What secret weapon?

The camera:
*Zooms in on Quebec's sinister smile*

To also be continued...

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