"I'm just as much as a country as you are!" Ireland screamed at Germany. He smirked, standing calmly and turning.
"Don't be ridiculous...you're just your brother's add-on. Not worth anything. A waste of space." He simply said, before leaving Ireland to sit alone with Italy in the meeting room. Uncontrollable tears rained from her eyes. Italy looked on with sympathy. "Ireland? I think that Germany-"
"No...I am...Just an add on." She sighed.
Meet Ireland, the irritable, trigger-happy, yet goodhearted younger sister of England. Until recently, she's been looked down upon and discluded from UN meetings, right until she was noticed by the one country she would gladly punch.
A fanfic by Dantedisaster