No this is bad

Chapter Fourteen

The meeting wasn't silent, but it wasn't as loud as it usually was. America wasn't screaming, Germany wasn't yelling at everyone to be quiet, England and France weren't fighting. It was strange to the two Narnians, but they acted as if it didn't matter. As the meeting went on, a battle was taking place in the deep southern part of Narnia, to South pleasure. Prussia was standing outside of the large wooden door outside. He wasn't allowed in, but that didn't stop him from trying to be near. North glared at Russia, who only glared back. "I have huge ass scars on my skin now, how do you feel?" She spat, grinning. Russia also grinned. "Proud."
The World Meeting took place is Moscow, Russia was the one who decided to start it. No one knew why, and he wasn't speaking. He just smiled, his hands under the table. They never went above, but everyone knew he was hiding something. Everyone was just too afraid to say something about it. North was just glad that the freezing air from outside was seeping inside, it soothed her to an extent. She was sitting in the country of who killed her mercilessly. Nothing could really calm that nerve. South was dying from cold, but hid the fact that she hated it. She just joked around the whole time.
South was leaning back, her feet on the table as she tested the limits of how far back the chair will go. "Dude, are you alright?" America asked, he wasn't in the war. He refused to fight someone he raised, as did Canada, who was also mildly concerned over the changing hair colour and eye colour. "Hm? Oh yes! America! I'm great, how about you?" She giggled, twirling her blonde hair with two fingers. "Dude your hair is blonde and your eyes are red. This isn't normal." He said, the wide eyes glanced at him, blue staring into red. "What ever are you talking about?...Oh yes! This isn't South anymore. You're precious little baker idiot is gone. Now, I'm back and I'm not leaving." South said as she grinned with closed eyes.
North, still having her sanity, was sitting up straight. Her arms crossed over her chest as she glared at everyone. England, Russia, Germany, even Italy. Who then started crying, and she immediately comforted. Only to be threatened to be shot by Germany. Switzerland was complaining about how everyone was in war again. Lichtenstein was trying to calm him down before he started yelling at everyone about how stupid they were. "You pathetic idiot." China muttered, his gaze switching between the two of the Narnians. North rolled her eyes. "Oh be quiet you old hag." North replied, which made South snicker. "Old hag." She repeated silently, America sighed. England tapped his fingernails on the table over and over. His cold, green gaze stared at North. Canada took notice and gently tried to persuade England to relax.
A loud slap sound was hear throughout the meeting, causing everyone to go silent. South dripped her feet off of the table, the chair slamming loudly against the ground as  her elbows hit the table. Her red eyes staring at England. His hand was sit extended outward, Canada still having his head to the side. A frying pan clattered against the table as did many other things. Even Switzerland's grip on his gun loosened. North, being the one who hung out with him almost every other day, was the most horrified. Her eyes were wide, as was her smile. England realized what he did when Canada placed a hand over his tingling cheek. It burns. He thought, glancing at everyone. "You hit him." North said, almost so quietly that you couldn't hear. "Oh~ Iggy messed up!" South sung, and laughed. "You hit him." North repeated, her hand twitching to grab one of her many knives.
She slowly stood up, pushing her chair back. "You hit him." She said, her eyes narrowing more as her grin widened. "I think she's stuck on repeat!" South joked as she pulled out a knife from the salt and pepper haired girls pocket, and placed it on the table. "Go for it!" She laughed, Norths fingers curled around the metal weapon, then quickly leaned over the table, holding the knife inches away from England. He jumped back and glared. "You hit him!" She shouted as she almost got on the table. "North don't, it's fine." Canada said as he stood up, and leaned over the table, gently touching her arm. Her green eyes with a tint of blue and grey looked at him. After staring into the violet eyes for longer then a minute, her's returned back to a livid with green hue. "Sit back down it's alright, it was an accident eh?" He spoke softly, North reluctantly sat down, to Souths dismay.
"Aw! Shame this was going to be fun!" She shouted as she pouted and crossed her arms. "You're dead." North spat at the British man, who stuck his tongue out. "Now now if we could all just sit and relax for a few moments. I know we are in war and many things have been going bad but can't we just have a no-" France was cut off by China, who threw a pot of God-Knows-What at his face. "You idiot! They need to vanish! Disintegrate! Something! I want my money, 混蛋!" China shouted as he tightened his ponytail, and looked at South. She was staring at him with a glazed over look. As if she was planning is death, it sent a small shiver down his spine. She isn't who she was, that's for sure. He thought as he turned is gaze over to Japan, who was busy sketching under the table. South stood up, almost pushing the chair to the ground. "I have to be excused!" She said as she skipped over to the two doors at the end of the long room, the restrooms.
"Honestly I just wish this was over with, I just really want those natural resources." Denmark cooed, he was leaning back in his chair, his arms supporting his head as his feet were on the table. "Don't we all?" Finland said, smiling at North, who pressed her lips together and scooted her chair away, closer to the empty one next to her. "I just want to go home." Iceland complained, North scoffed. "Don't we all?" She mocked Finland, who only grinned more. "Oh just remember, North, we know where your camp is~" He cooed, which made North laugh. Loud. "Well then thank GOD we moved out camps out somewhere else! Oh yeah, we know Iceland was watching us." She said, smirking. Sweden almost stood up, but America stood up first. "Dudes dudes relax. This is supposed to be a World Meeting. Over ten countries are in war here can't we just have one meeting that's not shit?" He shouted.
"Ve~ I agree can't we just all be-" Italy was cut off by Turkey, who fell out of his chair. "F*ck!" He shouted as he shot up, and sat back down in his chair. "Go suck a dick, Greece!" He shouted at the sleeping nation. The messy hair, cat covered nation had his arms covering his face, so no one could see him smiling at the fact that he actually shoved Turkey. Everyone just thought that the masked nation was so close to passing out that he fell out of his chair. It caused a new countries to snicker, but the others were still listening to the Nordics, Allies, and Axis all arguing with North. The loud arguing soon turned into fist fighting, chair throwing, and weapon fighting. South was watching from the restroom, giggling. "Idiots." She muttered as she watched North get punched in the face by Sweden.
Russia still didn't move.
Once the fight died down, everyone sat down. North wiped her nose on her sleeve, getting it red once more. She was thankful that no one hit her glasses, but her nose, cheeks, lips, neck, and other parts of the body were attacked. South finally decided to come out of the restroom and skipped back to her seat. "Oh dear what did I miss?" She asked as she looked at everyone with a clueless look. North looked at her, her smile was small, but still there. Half of her hair was snow white, as the other half was raven black. South was glad, North's 2p was almost winning the internal war in her head. I hate her. South thought as she looked at the raven hair.
The 2p Narnians hated each other with a burning passion. Once, England's 2p had left the two of them in a room to make up after fighting. When he opened the door again, let's just say that there was a big enough mess to make Frances 2p slightly gag. But this is an exception, with the both of us we could beat everyone. I, and Norths 2p, are both stronger then our originals. South thought, the small voice of her 1p was locked in the back of her head, begging to come back out. As much as I hate to admit it, to win the war we can't have someone who apologizes to the enemy for glaring, we need the cold heartless bitch back. South giggled, and looked over at Spain, who was rubbing his arms and complaining about the coldness of the room, and rolled her eyes.
"Would someone care to explain why we're even here!?" Iceland shouted, clearly annoyed with the fact that he was forced to go to a meeting with what seems like no reason other then to fist fight the Narnians. He, honestly, didn't care about any of this. He just wanted his share of coal from the north, and his share of foods from the south. "I called you here." Russia finally spoke, everyone jumped at his voice. "Yeah we know, but why?" Norway asked, crossing his arms. Russia grinned widely as he held up one of his hands. It was a button. "This." Everyone, but America, was confused. America's face was pure horror and regret. "Dude, put that down and do not push that button." Of course, no one knew what he was talking about. Russia opened his eyes and looked over at America. A frantic and pleading gaze staring into a cold and cheerful gaze. "Oh? And why not?" He asked, waving the button.
"What even is that eh?" North asked, rubbed her nose again. Russia looked at her. "So you wish to know? I press button then." He said as he clicked the large button down with his thumb. "DUDE!" America shouted as he leaped over the table, a little too late. America ripped the button from the Russians hands and stood on the table, everyone looked at him with confusion. His wild blue eyes darting around. Japan looked up from his drawing, and up at the American. "What is in you-...ああ親愛なる神" He widened his eyes, remembering back in Would War Two. Back when America was staring at him with cold eyes, waving a button that looked like the exact same one in his hands. Back when the button was clicked, he felt eminence pain for what felt like ages. The button....
"It's a nuke."