Chapter 2! Sorry it took so long to get it out. I was gone for a week on a trip and didn't have time to work on this. But, it's here now. Hope you like it. I will take suggestions too if you have any.

Five days later, I was summoned for another meeting. I didn't want to go, but felt like I didn't have much of a choice. Who knows, maybe, just maybe, everyone came to there senses and are going to call off this world war three. Highly doubt it.

  As I walked into the meeting room, I found everyone already there, sitting silently. Romano gazed at me and smiled, not a good sign. I rolled my eyes, and walked over to my usual seat.

Romano stood up then, and waltzed up to the front of the room, and wasted no time, and started talking right away.
"Hello everyone, today I am taking over America's spot, for he refused to discuss the plans me and England have made over the past 5 days."

"That is not true!" America protested. "You made me step down! I didn't have a choice!"

"Now, now America. This is no time to be silly." Romano replied, scowling, then continuing, forgetting about America. Poor America. "As I mentioned before, England and I have made plans for the war. There will be no rules. Just a full out war. It will start in two weeks, so you will have some preparation time. A nuclear alarm will go off to sound the beginning. After that. Every country for themselves.

The war will last 6 months. Who ever is still alive by then, takes what they conquered and then go back to doing whatever they were doing before.

Everyone will be participating. No exceptions."

I stared at Romano in disbelief. He's working with England?! He's not uniting with Italy?And we only have two weeks to prepare for a world war! What the hell!

Romano noticed my stare and just shrugged, obviously not caring. I shook my head and looked around the room at everyone else. Russia was staring off in space with a huge smile on his face, Canada and Italy were white as ghosts, America had no look of emotion whatsoever, England was looking up at Romano, smiling at him, Japan and China were glaring at each other, and Austria had his eyes closed and was tapping on the table as if he was playing the piano.

"That is all now..... This meeting is over. See you all in two weeks." Romano announced. I grunted and got up, heading to the door, along with everyone else.

"ITALY! Good luck brother! You'll need it!" Romano called to Italy, then started laughing hysterically. I stopped in my tracks, turned around, and the next thing I know, I had Romano pinned up against a wall, and had the urge to kill him.

"You leave him alone, or you will be the first person on my death list!" I yelled.

Italy grabbed my arm, trying to pull me away. "Germany no! PLEASE! He may be an ass hole, but he's still my brother! Please just let him go! And don't kill him!"

"No! Italy, you need to stop letting Romano push you around!" I yelled back at Italy. Romano was just standing there. Not sure what to do.

"GERMANY PLEASE! HE'SA MY BROTHER!!!!" I sighed, and, reluctantly, I let Romano go.

Romano let out a sigh. And Italy hugged the lights out of me. I stood there. Too surprised to hug back.

When he let go, I gave him a weary smile, then turned to leave. Non surprisingly, he followed.

"Thank you Germany." Italy smiled.

"You shouldn't let him push you around like that." I stated. Though I don't know why I even tried. I already know he's going to disagree.

"He's my brother.... I would never hurt him. And it's not like I'm much of a fighter anyway." He replied.

"We will see Italy. That might all change in two weeks." Hopefully.