Meetings.

Meetings were the worst. Especially for Amelia.

She sighed shakily, staring at herself in the mirror.

She forced a happy smile onto her fave as she clipped some of her short wavy hair to the side.

She looked at her reflection one more time in the mirror before deciding she should leave for the meeting.

Luckily, the meeting was in Seattle (Washington state), so she didn't have to drive that far.

On the other side, there was an inhuman amount of construction going on in the roads so it took forever to get there.

But, finally, after driving for two hours and preventing a few car crashes, oh, and saving a kid who was walking in the road, she finally made it to the meeting.

She didn't even try bursting into the room like normal, she was still panting as she entered the room.

Monika(nyo!Germany) glared at her fellow blonde. "Miss Amelia Jones, do you realize what time it is?"

"Look..." Amelia panted. "I just stopped an ice cream truck from flipping on top of my car. I'm not in the mood, Monika."

Alice scoffed.

Monika just rolled her eyes. "You were supposed to be first to present."

Amelia walked over to the black board, pulling out her papers and clearing her throat. "Alright-"

"Why should she even present? She'll just waste our time!" Alice snapped.

Several countries mumbled in agreement.

"She's probably just going to present about hamburgers or something stupid." Lovina grumbled.

"Actually-"

Amelia was cut off be Russia. "Sit down, Capitalist Pig." Anya said happily.

"At least her food is better than yours, Alice." Sighed Marrianne.

"WHY YOU-"

That's when the fighting broke out.

Amelia didn't even try to keep up her mask today, it's not like anyone was paying attention to her in the chaos.

She sighed, resting her head on the cool table, she'd stayed up again last night because of all the last minute work her boss had her do for him.

She couldn't even remember the last time she'd gotten a full night's sleep. Probably... 1997?

She let herself drift off. The chaos around her becoming nothing more than background noise.

(Nikolai's POV)

He crept up behind his big sister, who was currently having a blast scaring the living day lights to of the Baltic Trio again.

Not that it mattered.

He jumped up from his hiding place and grabbed his big sister's arm.

"Anya! My beloved big sister, we must become one!"

Anya broke free of his hand and ran away, screaming "Leave me alone! Go away!".

He watched her run. He plopped into her seat. Defeated. He finally realized that she didn't want him.

He felt empty, he had nothing else to do. No one else to be with.

That's when he noticed Amelia, peacefully sleeping across the table from in.

He walked over to her, avoiding projectiles that nations were chucking at each other.

Finally, he made his way to the American.

He had never seen Amelia so peaceful. She was always rather loud, with that silly fake grin plastered onto her otherwise beautiful face. How did no one else see through her facade? How did no one see the real beauty inside her?

Nikolai knew that the meeting wasn't going anywhere anytime soon, so he simply scooped up the American in his arms (it's a head canon of mine that Nikolai's REALLY strong, so Amelia's pretty much weightless to him) and walked out of the room, the large mahogany door swinging shut behind him.

He used the stairs and trekked up all the way to the roof, fining a nice spot to sit down, Amelia still asleep in his lap.

She slowly began to stir before her eyes snapped open.

She stared at Nikolai in shock.

"Hello, Miss America." He said happily.

She seemed super confused. "Uh... hi? Why am I in your lap?"

Nikolai realized that he was still holding her. "Oh!" He stood up quickly, his face crimson. "I'm so sorry! I didn't do anything to you! I swear!"

Amelia watched the Belarusian attempt to explain the situation humorously for the next few minutes, before finally cutting him off.

She giggled. "Nik, it's fine. That meeting was pointless anyways."

He visibly relaxed.

"Oh thank goodness. Big sister would have been much angrier."

Amelia's smile dropped. "Nik, you're too good for Anya. Trust me. We're enemies. I know you think-"

He shook his head. "I realized this morning. She doesn't want me. Besides..." He blushed. "I think I love someone else now."

Amelia grinned at him happily, satisfied that he's finally after someone else (maybe her, if she was lucky- wait WHAT?! Dis she really just think that?!)

"So, uh... since this meeting isn't going anywhere... do you maybe wanna... get out of here? Get some coffee or whatever?"

Nikolai beamed. "I would love to."