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Erik made his way to the little café, smiling at the familiar sound of a bell ringing when he opened the door. He did feel a bit uncomfortable as he entered, but that was to be expected as people usually tend to look in the general direction of something that makes noise. He looked around for an empty seat, finding one near a window and going to sit there. Once in his seat, he began looking at the scene of roads, cars, and people. He tapped his fingers on the table.
"Sir? What would you like to drink?" a young woman asked him. He turned to smile at her in a warm manner.
"Coffee, please... And if you have a Cream Danish, one of those too. If not, coffee is good enough for me," the Norwegian nation responded, watching the woman write down his order and leave to quickly give it to the people at the counter.


Francis felt the vibration of his phone in his pocket, pulling it out and chuckling at the message. "One moment, Margaret," he said, beginning to write to his friend.
"Ohhh~ so you've noticed? Ah, we're just going to have a little fun tonight. We have it all planned. ;)" he pressed the send button and chuckled. Ah, he hope the Spaniard didn't take the message too serious. After all, it would just be dinner an possibly even a movie if she wanted to take the offer. He slipped his phone back into his pocket, turning to the Belgian woman and nuzzling her in a friendly and almost fatherly manner.

Margaret squeaked softly and chuckled, pushing Francis back and sticking her tongue out at him. "Heh, do that around my brother and you might not be so eager to do that again," she murmured to the Frenchman, earning a small chuckle and a shake of the head. "Where are we going?" she asked him, getting a shrug from Francis. "If it's my choice, I saw a nice looking restaurant not too far from here," she said, pulling on his arm and pulling him away from the street. As they were walking, she nestled close to him and picked up a conversation. "So, who texted you?" she asked him.

"Ahhh why not Austria? Why be such a wuss all the time, little girl man boy?" Prussia teased with a smirk, poking at Austria's arm repeatedly.

England hopped into his own car, and drove back to his house with a frown. He walked into his house with a sigh and shut the door behind him, before hurrying over to the kitchen to make some tea.

Italy pouted, "Vee.. Germany, I hope the others won't start a war with you.. cause last time they did. I don't want you or Japan getting hurt or anything like that! .. vee so scary.. big countries like England and Russia are all scary and want to attack me! Now America's being a bully!" The Italian complained.

Spain chuckled when France replied to his text. He totally knew France would say that they’re going to have 'fun' tonight. While Spain started texting France he watched Romano look over his shoulder then growl something about Spain being a perv when he was with either Prussia or France. "Senor! That's not true!' he said while Romano turned on his heels. "Wait Romano!" Spain said while he finished the text.
Haha well dont go to far with her! Her bro may come and beat ya up amigo if your not careful with her lol Well I gtg Romanos all mad at me again adios!

Austria huffed and narrowed his eyes some. "I am not and do not call me that name," he said escaping away from Prussia and decided to walk ahead of him.

Germany nodded. "Well, I guess I'm going to go to my hotel now." He told Italy and retreated to his car.

Obama looked at America. "What for?" He asked. "If it's that crazy theory that Germany is putting Jewish prisoners in concentration camps again, then no. I am really busy with relection campaigns and stuff so-" "Pfft, no way, I would never think that Good Ol' Germany would do something like that again." America lied. Obama raised a brow. "Then what do you need the CIA for?" Obama asked. "You'll find out soon enough dude," America replied. "And I'll take that as a yes."

Russia already drained his fourth vodka bottle. "Another." He said loudly, after setting down his fourth vodka bottle. The bartender raised a brow at Russia, but shrugged and gave him another. Then he noticed someone had walked in, it was Japan. "Hey Japan!" Russia called.

Japan looked over and saw Russia. He wondered why Russia would call for him, he shrugged and walked over to him. "Hello Russia." He said quietly.

Erik looked out of the window, continuing to look at the scenery outside and humming a quiet tune to himself. He enjoyed this. A nice little shop along with some nice desserts. How could it get any better than this? He frowned slightly at thinking about this. Ah, if only his family was here, then it couldn't get any better than this. His family... they were an odd bunch. He smiled and chuckled softly, not noticing the coffee cup being set down on the table along with some cream. He enjoyed the time he spent with them, and they were almost always smiling, save for Sweden and Iceland. They could still smile, but it was rare unless they were with the whole family. He looked at the table, smiling happily and taking the cup in his hand. He drank out of it, tilting his head slightly. The coffee had a weird taste to it, but it would be okay.

Francis raised an eyebrow at his phone and chuckled. 'Ah, rest assured. I would never do anything to the lovely Bel. If her brother gets on my case, it'll be because she was with me for the afternoon. He needs to lighten up. Have fun with Lovi, honhon~'
Margaret smiled at Francis. "Who was that? Antonio? Romano? Was it my brother?" she asked him.
"It was Antonio; he watched us leave the meeting together. It's nothing now," Francis responded.
Margaret laughed softly and sighed. "He's just being the big brother he is and once was to me," she said to the Frenchman. She brought him to a nice looking restaurant, and she looked at Francis. "Is this okay?"
"It's fine. Let's go," came the French voice.

As Germany drove through the busy streets, he found himself scowling at people. For no reason. What if these people think he's putting Jews in concentration camps too?

America grinned as he walked down the hallway, as if he just won something. They'll all see that I was right! Germany will be totally humiliated for real! America thought. "And England won't call me an idiot anymore." he muttered to himself.

Russia grinned. "I hope you didn't take any of that talk at the meeting personally," he slurred, and took a swig of his vodka. "It was just directed at Germany, no need to butt in stuff that's not your buisness, da?"

Japan frowned. "I may butt in in whatever I prease Russia." he replied calmly.

Prussia huffed, hurrying to walk beside Austria with a smirk.
"Ahhh c'mon Roddy don't be that way!" He said, elbowing the nation in the ribs lightly.

((Sorry I dunno what to put D:))

Italy watched in silence as Germany drive off in his car. He pouted and looked around worriedly. He didn't like being all alone in such a big country powerful country. Italy quickly turned and saw a few American girls walking down the street and he smiled.
"Vee! Ve!" quickly ran up to the girls who started giggling.

"Romano! Where are you going?" Spain yelled while catching up to Romano and grabbing his hand.
"Dont touch me ba****!" Romano growled and moved his hand away. "Aww Lovi, why are you always so mean to me?" The Spanaird asked with a pout. "I'm not mean!" Romano growled. Spain the laughed, "Haha oh really?"
"Oh shut up," Romano snarled and walked ahead.

Austria blinked and turned around with a raised eyebrow, "I can act however I want," he said as he adjusted his glasses on his face.

Germany felt guilty about leaving Italy behind, but he'd see him later. In his hotel room no doubt.

America took out his cell phoe and dialed anumber, and put it up to his ear. It rang for awhile when someone picked up and mumbled "Hello?". "Hey Director dude! I need to borrow some agents for a covert operation." America said loudly. The man groaned. "Is this what I think it is Jones?"

Russia raised a brow, but finished the bottle. "I just hope you know what you're getting into Japan." he said, and left some Russian money on the counter and left before the bartender would make him pay in American money.

Japan watched Russia leave, then sighed. He did know what he was getting into. All to well.

Prussia sighed, looking around boredly. Well, Austria's no fun today..he thought and then grinned. He snapped out his phone and called Germany, once the phone picked up je immediately had time to talk.
"Hey West!" He nearly shouted into the phone.
"Let's go get a drink! There's a cool looking' bar down the street from our hotel!"

England looked around his place boredly, and picked up his phone. He dialed jn America's number, but it was busy. That stupid git, he thought angrily, he hasn't even gotten any proof of Germany's camps! Now he's probably just going off ordering around some amateur spies..The older Nation sighed and leaned his head back in his chair.

Italy spent at least ten minutes flirting with the giggling girls, but they finally had to leave. He waved them goodbye with a happy smile and retreated down the street feeling a lot better. "Veee girls are so pretty!" he sang as he skipped down the street. In no time Italy paused and looked around. Now where was he? He shrugged and kept walking while singing some Italian song on the way. Italy paused blinked and looked across the street seeing Russia coming out of a bar place. Italy watched with his head titled some noticing he looked kind of drunkish? Italy decided to keep walking down the street instead. Maybe he could find some pasta here?

"No offense senor, but your so boring at times!" Spain whined and Romano ignored him and walked ahead while mumbling curses. Spain pouted then smiled and walked up beside Romano not caring if he was all grumpy.
"Can you stop following me," Romano mumbled.
"No!" Spain sang and started singing out loud in Spanish which was making Romano madder.

Austria blinked kind of feeling bad know for Prussia that he said no. He sighed and shook his head lightly then said, "Well I think I'm going to head home then,"

"No youre not! You're coming out to get a drin with me!" Gilbert said with a dangerous grin, grabbing Austria's arm and yanking hum down the road towards the nearest barz

Germany felt his phone ring, and picked up. "Hello?" he asked. Then Prussia's voice shouted through the speaker. "No, I really don't eant to go to a bar Prussia." he sighed.

After America was done talking he grinned. Director couldn't say no to him, no matter how much he wanted to. He frowned when he saw a one missed call notification on the screen. He clicked to see who it was, it was England. What did England want? He shurgged, and dialed the number and put the phone to his ear again.

Russia staggered back to the hotel, and climbed up the stairs. As soon as he opened the door, he saggered to the bed and passed out.

Japan asked for a small gllass of beer. He carefully sipped the glass, and looked around the bar. Nothing special.

Erik waited for his order to arrive, eating his danish bit by bit. Once his coffee arrived, he smiled lightly, thanked the waitress, and took a sip of the hot drink. Once he was finished eating and drinking, he waited for the check to arrive. When it did arrive, he paid for it quickly and told the woman to keep the change, which caused her to thank him. He got up, leaving the cafe and heading to his hotel to end the day.
Francis and Margaret ate together at the restaurant, enjoying their time together and getting a few drinks of wine once they were finished with their meal. Once they had both paid for the meal together, they left the building and headed through the park. In the park, they sat by a river's end and talked for a while about their lives. They finally left before the park closed, and the two nations leisurely walked back to the hotel to go rest for the night.

Italy ened up finding a small Italian resraunt and ended up getting some pasta. It diffently wasn't as good as the pasta he makes but it was okay. When Italy was done he looked outside and notcied it was getting dark out.

Romano sighed and then said, "I think I'm going to head to the hotel now," he grumpled and Spain grinned.
"I'll come too!" he sang and walked after Romano.
"And you will not sharing my room," Romano said with a huff and Spain pouted.
"Fine, I'll stay in the next room beside your hotel room amigo,"
"Fine, whatever," Romano said with a ywan.

Austria gasped when he was pulled to the bar by Prussia. He was manged to get out of his hold when they stopped in front of the bar and he sighed while crossing his arms.