Alternate Title: 'The Author Has Fun with Google Translate Because She Likes Using Cyrillic'

Enjoy~

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DC: "HEY~! London! Paris! Hey! HEY!!!"

Paris: "Sacre Bleu, we are right here, Mon Cher, you do not need to yell."

DC: "Haha! What's scared about blue, anyways?! So! How was it?! What's England and France like?! I wanna meet them!"

London: "...Hmph, I have a feeling that he'd be on the border of appalled and delighted to meet you, too."

DC: "I wouldn't be appalled!"

Ottawa: "Mama, what is France like?"

Paris: "Oh, you would be so happy to meet him, Mon Belle."

DC and Ottawa had stuck around early for the meeting that is just about to happen to talk about Paris and London's meeting with their countries. After they had their little chat, the grand bell rang, signalizing that it was 10:00 AM; time for the meeting to start.

DC: "HEY, everyone! The heroine's here to start the meeting!"

Ottawa: "Sister, you can sit down, you know."

DC: "Yeah, but I wanna stand! So! You all remember who's going next, right!?"

Moscow: "Oh, da!"

Moscow patted the backs of the two people sitting next to her. They were her older and younger brothers; Kiev and Minsk, capitals of Ukraine and Belarus.

DC: "Yeah, so that's totally gonna happen, ain't it..."

The American chuckled as she watched the Ukrainian, Belorussian, and Russian chat among themselves. She gave Moscow an apologetic laugh and smile and Moscow returned it with one of her own.

Minsk: "...I want to go with Big Sister..."

Kiev: "Aw, what is wrong with going with your Big Brother?"

Moscow: "Hah..."

Berlin: "So it's decided?"

Beijing: "Hey, do you want Minsk and Belarus to team up and take over the Russian landform with their possessiveness, aru?"

Tokyo: "Onee-chan...I don't think..."

Ramina: "That was a little honest."

Beijing: "Aiya, I don't want to hear that from you!"

Moscow: "...So! Is it decided? Big Brother and Minsk are going with each other?"

Minsk: *irritated whining sound that I don't know how to spell*

Moscow: "...Minsk-?"

Minsk: "...I won't go unless Big Sister comes with."

(all): "..."

Minsk: "W-What? The English and Americans did, so why can't I?"

Ottawa: "U-Um...I'm Canadian...erm when you're including landforms besides the USA, say 'Americas' next time, okay?"

Minsk: "...mumble, mumble...westerners are such an annoyance...mumble, mumble..."

DC: "The freak? I can hear you, ya know."

Minsk: "Da, your hearing is just as nosy as yourself. Now, my requirements still stand!"

(all): "..."

DC: "Hah, Moscow, ya heard the dictator, whatcha gonna do..."

Moscow: "...I do not know..."

Minsk: "Ах! Калі ласка, сястра, калі ласка!!!"

(Ah! Please, sister please!!!)

Moscow: "О чем это все...?"

(What is this all about...?)

Minsk: "Я...проста, калі ласка, я не хачу ісці з вялікім братам..."

(I...just, please, I don't want to go with Big Brother...)

Moscow: "Почему нет? Или ты не хочешь на свою очередь?"

(Why not? Or do you not want to take your turn?)

Minsk: "...Ну...толькі калі вы прыйшлі. Я не буду без цябе."

(...Well...only if you come. I am not going without you.)

(all): "..."

Beijing: "...Eh?"

DC: "Эй, Москва! Могу ли я говорить по-русски, чтобы присоединиться к разговору, или я должен говорить по-белорусски для Минска?"

(Hey, Moscow! Can I speak Russian to join the conversation or do I gotta speak Belarusian for Minsk?)

Beijing: "Aiya! What was that, aru!?"

London: "You'll have to get used to it. Washington is multilingual."

Paris: "Fluently~"

DC: "Hey! What did I say about calling me 'Washington'!?"

Minsk: "Яна...можа казаць...мова вялікага сёстры, як яе уласны..."

(She...can speak...Big Sister's language like her own...)

DC: "Яшчэ б!"

(You betcha!)

Moscow: "Вы можете говорить все, что пожелаете, Подсолнечник~"

(You can speak whatever you wish, Sunflower~)

DC: "Ура! Добра, Мінск. Я ведаю, што вы хочаце мець вашу сястру пайсці з вамі сустрэцца ў Беларусі, ці не так?"

(Yay! Okay, Minsk. I know you wanna have your sister go with you to meet Belarus, right?)

Minsk: "...Чаму я павінен адказаць вам?"

(...Why do I have to answer to you?)

DC: "Я не дурны, Мінск. Вы гэтак жа, як рады сустрэцца Беларусь як Масква была ў Расеі. Але не да месца, дзе вы хочаце ісці без яе."

(I ain't stupid, Minsk. You're just as excited to meet Belarus as Moscow was to Russia. But not to the point where you wanna go without her.)

Kiev: "Ooh..."

Beijing: "What? What are they saying, aru?"

Kiev: "Ah, це кумедно~"

(Ah, this is funny~)

Beijing: "Aiya! Don't start speaking motherland, too!"

Tokyo: "Haha. But DC-chan, what ARE you talking about?"

DC: "They're gonna go together. Something interesting gonna happen, alright."

Moscow: "I suppose I have no choice."

DC: "Hey, at least you'll have Kiev there to console between ya two!"

Minsk: "...grr..."