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Chapter II
“I-I’m scared,” it was nothing but a hoarse little whisper. The little girl’s voice had become scratchy and rough much like sandpaper as though she had not spoken in so long.
Your eyes soften as you stare at the girl in the eyes and very subtly, very quietly, the world around you turns black. Everything is gone, save for you, the little girl and the two potted plants.
And as if the world was focused on your story, and only yours. A little dim light had fallen on the both of you.
You sighed, “I know...I’m scared too.”
The girl looked at questionably with her large curious orbs, “why are you scared? You’re bigger and older.”
You sat on the floor, “I know...but...I guess I am scared. I know I’m not supposed to but...I am, I just am.”
“What are you scared of?”
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“I think a recess may be good at around this time.” Germany sighed, pinching the bridge of his sharp nose.
“Yes! Recess!” America yelled, grinning as he stood up, nearly toppling over his chair in the process.
Britain sighed, stood up and fixed his stack of papers. “Yes, I suppose a recess may be a good idea at this time, seeing as we’re getting nowhere here.”
You watched as everyone agreed and Germany nodded, “it is agreed then (at least we can agree on one thing), everyone be back within an hours time. Dismissed.”
Soon, all the nations began filing out with their own groups of friends like high school students leaving a classroom for recess. You were the last, filing behind Italy as rambled with Germany and Japan about having pasta for recess and the both of them agreeing resignedly.
You walk down the cafeteria with your lunch kit and picked a table far from the nations and sat alone. You were already the talk of the town - *ahem*, or rather, the world- you didn’t want to attract any more attention. So, you brought out the extra paperwork your boss had given you before leaving for America- it was only a thin stack of paper this time so you were fairly sure you could finish it within a few minutes - and while doing so, you had begun to sip on a tall carton of chocolate milk called Milo .
So you slipped off into thinking while multitasking, but it was unbeknownst to you that a couple of the nations sitting close to your table had begun to observe you out of the corner of their eyes.
Germany had looked at you from behind Italy taking down mental observations, ‘ It has only been two weeks but I have noticed that she very hard working. But also very different from her predecessor, which is both good and bad. ’ He thought. Japan had also observed you as you entered the cafeteria, ‘ She is quiet and a little shy, and her personality is far from that of the stereotype of her country which is weird. But then again, she isn’t exactly like us .”
In another table, sat Spain along with his friends, France and Prussia and as his two friends chatted and laughed, Spain had been oddly quiet as he had fallen into deep thought. ‘ Should I go talk to her? Should I get closer to her? She is my daughter’s daughter, she’s my granddaughter -technically speaking...so...what should I do? What would Maria want? ’
“Spain? Is there something wrong?” The Spaniard was snapped out of his reverie by his friend. Spain shook his head and smiled, “no France, so anyways…”
As America had stuffed his face with hamburgers and sodas, Britain wondered idly as he opened up his lunch, ‘ she’s nothing like Maria. She’s too quiet, and too young to even be 300 years old. She looks like she’s only a few years older than Sealand. I wonder what is it really that happened to her? ’
Although you did not notice anyone staring at you, you did get the feeling that someone was watching and observing you. But you didn’t bother to look up and so you continued on with your work, and once you were done with the quick paperwork, you moved onto your snacks for recess which was as simple as a pack of biscuits called otap that you had bought in one of those rare Philippine shops in the airport.
It was odd to find the biscuit in America as it was only local in your country.
You tried to hide the little smile that crawled up your lips as you double checked your papers. It was odd, how just yesterday -you were a lonely nobody, and now suddenly you were one of the most important people in the Philippines. You were a nation .
It was a little odd at first. You weren’t always a nation...not unlike all the other people in the room who had been born a nation -but you, you were different, you crawled out of the gutter to get where you are.
But you did feel slightly bad because well, you weren’t always a Nation -you weren’t always the personification of The Philippines. That was Maria. Was.
You see, before you came in the picture. Maria Clara Dela Cruz was the personification of the Philippines for more than 300 years but then….
When she found you all alone that day and adopted you, she had told you about Nations. And how they live longer than humans do.
But then...Maria died.
Not the Philippines. It was Maria.
Which was odd because Personifications don’t just die unless their Nations do, but apparently Maria did die. Somehow. Nobody’s quite sure. She slept and just….never woke up.
And somehow, she knew she was gonna die.
Because she wrote you a letter saying that YOU were going to be the new personification of the Philippines.
Never before in history has a human become a personification of a nation.
But here you are.
You’ve been the personification of the Philippines for the last 2 weeks now and it still takes getting used to. Having to juggle your human and nation life is extremely difficult.
But oh well. You stayed determined.
You almost laughed at that. But then you inwardly groaned, ‘ can I just go home and play Undertale for goodness sake?! Or just laze around and watch anime??? I won’t even be home tonight to be able to watch my favorite teleserye (show) on ABS-CBN. WHYYY ’
It was then that the time caught your eyes and how it had already been 45 mins and your eyes travelled to Italy, Germany and Japan and how they were standing up to leave already. Usually when you forgot your watch, you rely on those three to tell you when to leave (or when they go, you go) cause well Germany’s always on time.
So you throw your trash (SEGREGATING THE PLASTIC STRAW FROM THE PAPER MILK CARTON) and pack up your lunch kit and head back to the meeting room.
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Once again, the meeting was thrown into chaos. Britain, America and France bickered. Russia sat on Canada. Italy was yelling pasta. Prussia was laughing at Romano while the brunette yelled at him. China talking about how he’s the oldest so he should be the most respected. Germany yelling at everyone to “SHUT THE HELL UP.” Basically any other day in the UN.
You were bored. So after daydreaming about your anime crush and fangirling inwardly about how one of the most awesome movies in the century is coming up (of course ‘of the century’ means within that one fandom), you ended up playing games your phone with Japan silently watching you fail epically from behind.
Somehow, though. Germany was able to settle the chaos and the room fell into silence after America’s presentation about building a huge HERO ROBOT TO PROTECT THE EARTH FROM GLOBAL WARMING!!
You blinked twice at that as Britain yelled at him once again. So, Germany only sighed and shook his head then his eyes travelled to Japan. “Japan, a representative from Asia to talk about how this whole ASEAN Integration works.”
Japan nodded and looked at Brunei, who was the representative for ASEAN this UN. So Brunei stood up and began a presentation to all of the countries about what’s going to happen in SEA. Of course, you already everything there was to know about this project and so you tuned out most of the things with only the words like, “economy” and “integration” making its way into your brain.
The Brunei submitted the presentation to the ones handling the UN to gain approval.
When Brunei was done, America then stood up to announce for the presentations of solutions regarding the growing mass of terrorism that started within the Middle East until it spread around the world like a virus.
America said that whoever had suggestions to solve this issue should raise their hands or else they’d go with his plan for “being the hero!!!!” Or something.
Hardly anyone stood up. A few representatives did though, but none had actual solid plans and others just wanted to gun down this entire terrorist group until they were gone. And of course there was one that said they would hit the terrorists with a pipe, da?
Your eyes darted around the room, you’ve been thinking of a solution to this problem for months now and you may have thought of a solution. You sighed inwardly, knowing that no one else would say your idea but you. But these nations were just so damn intimidating sometimes, you know? A meeting place for the UN is just no place for a teenager.
But even though your grades weren’t the best in class, you were still a very bright young girl.
Anyways, so you proceeded to slowly raise your hand shyly. America’s eyes to you and he grins at you, “Y/N!!!” Now everyone’s eyes fly right at you. “You have an idea for a solution Mon ami?” The Frenchman asked, cocking his head slightly. “Well what is it?” Britain leaned back in his chair, “better than America’s idea hopefully.”
“Well…” You slowly stood up, “I’m not very sure of it but…”
“Well at this point we’ll take anything, even if it comes from a child.” Germany shakes his head and then leans back on his chair.
“Well...the way I see it, there are actually many options for us to do to fix this problem. I’m guessing we are handling this democratically?”
China nodded, “as much as possible.”
“Well, we can always monitor their actions.” Silence. Then you continue and explain about strengthening defense and monitoring the shipment of weapons through the ports and via airport.
Somehow, you take over the meeting regarding the terrorism. Everyone listens most especially after you open your files on the past reports you have written about the issue. For months you have been collecting information about the terrorists and pinpointing their locations and next movements and so far you have been correct.
But only now did you say something about the solution you have had in mind regarding the certain issue.
After hours and hours of speaking and discussing and debating. You were told to write a report on your idea and submit it to the secretary general for the UN.
Just like that, the meeting ended.