Allies and Axis -1x1 Lexie_Ramone & firestar5259

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Draw a Circle that's the Earth, Draw a circle that's the earth, Draw a circle that's the earth. I'm Hetalia~
~Veh,


This is a 1x1 Axis Powers Hetalia RP, between Lexie_Ramone(me) and Firestar5259

Lexie_Ramone
England -arthur kirkland
North Italy - Feleciano
Poland - Felix
Maybe more


Firestar5259
Prussia - Gilbet
Switzerland - Vash Zwingli
Germany- Ludwig
America- Alfred Jones(attempting)
maybe more
~veh. Shall we start at the world meeting? o3o

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(Good job! : D )

Gilbert kicked open the world conference room's door. "Don't worry everyone! Your awesome-ness is here." He cheered, taking a seat by his brother, Ludwig. Said Ludwig covered his face with his hands and sighed, quietly. Vash was already seated and quiet as well, holding a gun of his in his arms. "Get started already!" He yelled. America stood up dramatically and pointed upward, for the effect. "Okay! So how about I start, again. Because I'm the hero. Iggy! Do you have an idea of what to talk about? 'Cause I left my case at home." Alfred said, now in front of the room, cheeseburger in hand.

(Er, sorry, short post is short. Does everyone meet in the world conference room? Or do the Axis meet separately? I think It'd be easier if they all met in the same place, like I kinda just made them. Sorry.)

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(oh, no that was fine. And they all are at the world meeting, there are also axis and allies meeting only)

England looked at Alfred, with an unimpressed facial expression. "Really America, how many times will you forget something. And why don't you let someone else talk for once," England said, staring it off with a sigh. He could only remember when America was little, so cute, and actually listened, and wasn't a totally glutton. Arthur shook his head in disgustance with America, at the same time Poland burst into the room. He flipped back his blonde hair. "Like, I'm totally here!" Poland cheered for himself, before taking a seat next to little Lithy(lithuania), his best friend.
"Germany, Germany," Italy whispered as he sat next to Ludwig. Italy was hungry, again, and he wanted Germany to answer him badly. Although he probably had nothing to say worth the time of day. The italian tugged on Germany's uniform and was repeating his name over and over.

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America laughed. "No one else has anything to say, right guys?" Alfred paused for about two seconds and continued. "See? But..If it would mean THAT much to you...You can talk Iggy." He took a huge bite out of his burger, and sat back down with a huff, next to Francis. Ludwig shook his uniform away from Italy. He sighed deeply. "What do you want now Italy?" He asked, looking unimpressed with the constant bugging. Vash glared at Poland. He was still protective of his sister, and everyone knew he was. Switzerland gribbed the gun in his hold tighter, and watched Poland. Gilbert huffed. He was tired of the other countries ignoring him, even though he wasn't technically a country anymore. Well, he was still part of Germany. The Prussian sat on the table, knocking random objects down and scattering papers.

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"Fine," England huffed, looking terriblely annoyed at Alfred. Once Iggy stood up, Prussia was on the table, knocking everything over like a maniac. "Gilbert!" Iggy hollered at the man with the little yellow bird on his head. England shook is head, from the digustance he had with the other nations. His thick eyebrows narrowed, as he waited for the German or Prussian or whatever he was, to get off the table.
Italy looked at Ludwig, with his mouth wide open, but his eyes closed shut, so it looked. "I'm hungry, can we get some pasta around here.....veh?" The Italian pleaded at the burly german he sat next to.
Poland noticed Vash. Poland was sitting between Lithuania and Lichtenstin(how ever you spell it >.>"), so Vash was probably getting protective once again. He could see the swiss man gripping his gun tight. "Whoa, player, calm down. We don't need to like enact the poland rule on your capital now do we, like Switzy," Poland said to Switzerland, ignoring the Brit trying to run a meeting.

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America laughed, and sat back in his chair, kicking his feet up on the table. Finishing his burger, he crumpled the wrapper and threw it on the ground. He pushed up his glasses, and looked at the Englishman throwing a fit. "Calm down Iggy." He stated. Prussia looked over his shoulder at England, "Was?" he asked, looking innocent. Gilbird chirped a few times, and then nuzzled down in the albino's hair. "Kesese!" He laughed, and grinned maniacally.
(Was is German for what. I'm learning German so I might add in some of it. Because I think Prussia would to annoy people xD.)
"Italy. You probably already eaten a few bowls of pasta today. I think you can wait until the meeting is over. Or you could ask Japan. He probably has some noodles on him." The big German said, quietly. That was probably the most he had ever said in his life. Ludwig looked at the table and the mess around it, and rolled his eyes at his brother. Vash stood up quickly, pointing his gun at Poland. "Shut up! I hate you!" He yelled. "Don't mess with my sister! I'll shoot you!" He continued screeching. He defiantly had anger issues. He then sat back down and glared again.

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"America just eat your bloody burgers," Iggy said, with a irritated tone in his voice as he looked at Alfred, then at Prussia how was still standing on the table.
"But Germany, I don't want Japan's yucky noodles I want pasta," Italy whined at Germany, still tuggin at the german's green and black uniform. "Veh," Itlay squeeled, that word just some how escaped his mouth every now and then, it got rather annoying. Espically to people like Germany.
Poland put his one arm around Lithy and his other around Vash's little sister, Lichtenstien. "Calm down Switzy, we're like totally all friends here!" Poland giggled, pulling Lithuania and Lichtenstien closer to him, he had a huge smile on his face and his eyes were squinted shut.

[Nopp]

Alfred just laughed again, and pulled out another burger. "Can do!" He cheered, and took a big bite. "Aren't you going to start the meeting then, Iggy?" He asked, spitting crumbs everywhere. Prussia started yelling, "Hey, Brit! Start the meeting! Some people have better things to do then go to these meetings!" He threw himself down on the table, crossing his arms. Germany's eyebrows twitched. "Stop whining." He said, trying to restrain himself from whacking the Italian upside the head. He yanked his uniform from his grip, and dusted it off. "Go get some pasta then, but I'm staying here." Ludwig rested his arm under his head and sighed. Vash stood up again, pointing at Felix. "Whatever you say. But don't you dare hurt her!" He said, leaning over a part of the table and jabbing his finger in Poland's face. He cared about his sister a lot, and had about zero tolerance for Poland.

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Iggy cleared his throat, everyone was finally silence, perfect time to attempt the start of the meeting. He tapped his papers on the desk, making sure they were in order and placed neatly. Iggy set the white sheets of paper on the desk, each one had black ink printed all over it. "Okay, well I take it that we are all present?" He asked, wanting to be positive that nobody was missing, like last meeting.
Italy looked at Mr. Germany with a confused, dazed expression. "I don't want to go alone, it is scary out there," He whined some more, wanting Germany to come with this time. He looked at him, through squinted eyes, a piece of auburn hair fell into his tan Italian face.
Poland looked at Switzerland, then at Iggy when he started to speak. "Like we are all here, I totally think!" the Polish guy said, releasing Lithy and Lichtenstein from his friendly grasp/hug.

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America snickered to himself silently. He remembered last meeting. At least three countries were stuck in an elevator that mysteriously broke down, but he wasn't sure if Iggy knew that it happened, so he didn't say anything. He fixed his jacket, that was falling off his shoulders. Prussia, oddly, stayed quiet, but was still sitting on the table. Germany looked at Italy, a blank expression on his face. "The meeting started, be quiet Italy." He whispered, and sighed, "We...Can get pasta after the meeting..." Vash scowled at Poland, he hated his attitude. He listened to England speak, and then turned to Poland and glared again.