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Thursday-No ones POV

The mystery county sat at their oak desk looking at a map of Wales. They were marking city's and towns planning everything ready for when they will finally strike. They're pretty confident considering they've only conquered 7 British Overseas Territories. Oh wait somethings about to happen to change that number. My miscalculations as the author, sorry about that.

The country's desk phone rang. It's ringing echoed throughout the room. The country picked up the phone annoyed. The room was silent as the country listened to what the caller had to say.

"The plan went smoothly, it took a while but Gibraltar is conquered and should be arriving at your base soon."

A smile spread across the country's face. "Perfect. I'll make sure to get ready for their arrival."
The caller said their goodbyes and the mystery country put down the phone as the call ended. They looked back to the map and sighed.
"This work is starting to get to me. It's hard planning ways in which you can conquer a country at insane speeds" They said to themselves.

They soon began scribbling stuff down on the piece of paper yet again.

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It is still Thursday and No Ones POV

England decided to go back to school today. He didn't really want to but knew he would behind on a lot of work. The other countries job was to keep an eye on both England and Wales. The day continued as normal. A boring school day, too boring for me to write about but I can certainly summarise it.

England was stared at a lot but nothing appeared to be said. Maybe it's because they were intimidated by the glare of England's friends or they knew better than to spread silly little lies that have no truth in them. It was proof enough for all the countries to stop spreading rumours when Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland appeared the school day after countries were saying England had colonised the lot.

Wales was paranoid about being at school after that incident. It was quite obvious on her face and reactions throughout the day. Her friends tried their best to protect her and if they could England and Scotland visited her in the Primary part of the big school. It truly was a massive school.

It is currently lunch time. I've barely given you any story so let's get descriptive on an event that happened during lunch time, with the high school countries.

England's POV (not done this for a while)

We all sit at our usual table. I've finished my food already, as I didn't really get much just a sandwich and an apple.
"How can you be so healthy England?" America asks as he finishes eating some chips (Fries) off of his plate.
"I just wasn't that hungry." I say shrugging, my shoulders.
"I'll make sure to get a good apple next time." America says. "This shitty one is super bruised and so I just didn't feel like it." America said poking his bruised apple.
I don't think bruised apples are that bad, just an unpleasant feeling in the mouth to some I suppose. We chat about our favourite foods for another minute or so before I get distracted by the sound of arguing. The others keep on talking while I look towards the angry speaking. I soon find the table in which the argument is happening. It's between Saudi Arabia and Iran and Yemen sits depressingly between them not saying anything. They're speaking their own language so I don't understand except country names and from what I understand they're fighting other something to do with Yemen. Speaking of Yemen, he doesn't appear to be enjoying it at all. He looks very sad which is unusual for him when he's usually so optimistic. I remember what he did for me in science and I feel slightly bad for him. I nudge Scotland on the arm. He's hanging out with us today because Ireland needed to finish a school project with someone in a teachers class and he didn't want to disturb their work.
"Aye?" He asks as he turns to my direction.
"The countries over there are fighting and its over Yemen. Yemen helped me in science and now I want to help him because he doesn't appear to be enjoying that argument." I say quite quickly.
Scotland nods his head and thinks for a little bit. "Go ask him if he wants ta sit over here wit us."
"Do your think they'll mind?" I ask Scotland and point to our friends. I'm not sure on their opinion on Yemen and it makes me quite nervous.
"Like Ah said, yer have to ask them them. You'll never know if yer dae nae ask." Scotland says simply.
I hate that he's right about that. I take a deep breath in. "Hey," I start grasping everyone's attention. "Do you think we could invite Yemen to sit over here? He's in a bit of a pickle right now and he helped and was nice to me when the rumours were happening and I just want to do that for him in return." I say. I could of said that a lot more shorter but I felt the need to fully explain myself out of nervousness.
"I don't see why not." Poland says and most of the other countries agree.
America doesn't seem to happy about it and Russia is a bit unsure.
"America? Russia? Is it alright?" I ask.
"Да, okay." Russia says and shrugs his shoulders.
America doesn't make eye contact with anyone but nods his head.
I smile. "Thanks guys." I say before getting up from my seat. I walk over to the table and the argument seems to of gotten a lot more heated. Yemen has his arms crossed on the table and his head leans on top of them. He's clearly fed up of the argument.