Crack, meeting right after the Cold War ended. OOCness, crap writing, crack. You have been warned.
The meeting room was full. Only two seats were left. Conicidentally, these two seats belonged to the most important members of this meeting.
"Where the bloody hell are America and Russia?" England scowled and slapped France's hand before he could molest him. "If they're arguing again, I'm going to kick their arses into the next millenium-"
"That's not very long, then."
"Who said that?"
"It's me, Canada! Over here!" But he was ignored, as was usual.
The door slammed open, and a million wide feather pillows poured into the room. Okay, maybe not a million. Maybe only twenty. I wasn't counting, okay?
Back to the story.
"Ve, pillows~~" Italy was overjoyed at this new fluffy addition to their meeting. Germany just facepalmed.
Greece did nothing.
Turkey whacked him in the face with a pillow. "You idiot, you don't notice anything, do you?" Greece bolted awake and went into his super-special-half-asleep-pillow-fight-defense-mode (Additional powers sold separately on the Sanrio website.).
Turkey opened his mouth to yell at him and promptly received a mouthful of feathers. Greece continued to beat him around the head with the pillow. His mask fell off and her retreated, stumbling into Spain and holding his mask on with one hand.
"FRANCE JUST BECAUSE I CAN'T SEE YOU DOESN'T MEAN YOU CAN GROPE ME ANY WAY YOU PLEASE!" Another pillow fight broke out. This time, France smacked Romano in the face, who immediately took this as an excuse to whack Germany in the face, who pushed Italy into a safe pile of pillows and began to beat everyone back with a tiny Shinatty-chan stuffed toy. No one dare laugh for fear of death by Sanrio cat.
America walked in holding hands with Russia. "Hi everyone~" He smiled. His brother threw a pillow at him and screamed, "FIGHT OR DIE BY FEATHER SUFFOCATION AND COME HELP ME BEFORE ENGLAND THROWS ME OUT THE WINDOW BY MISTAKE!"
Russia shrugged. "Can I use my pipe?" America grabbed it an threw it down the hallway. "It's hard to explain catatonically passed out nations to the security guards." Russia looked sadly at the pipe, but America consoled him. "At least I didn't smash your vodka closet by mistake."
Eventually the pillow fight ended with Germany standing victoriously atop the table, Prussia cackling evilly with his Bad Touch Trio, England and France still fighting, Greece passed out, Italy playing with a cat inside his pillow fort, his brother screaming himself silly at Germany and being ignored, and America and Russia playing cards in the corner.
Canada, you ask?
Hmm...I'm not really sure.
~OMAKE~
"Um...help, guys?"
Canada was dangling from the fire escape just outside the window. "It's getting cold and my arm is getting tired..."
~END~
That's right. Germany beats up the world with Shinatty-chan, Greece has powers from Sanrio, Russia has a vodka closet for the meetings, and Canada got thrown out the window.