Once again, the world conference had gotten out of hand. It was obnoxiously loud and random objects were being thrown everywhere. Most of which narrowly missing your head. How these meetings got so out of hand every single time, was a mystery no-one would probably ever know. However, what you did know is that most people in the room were insufferable jack-asses and how it was going to get back on track.

Cautiously eying the intense blonde who was growing increasingly enraged as the fighting ensued, you put in some earplugs and waited for him to snap.

It wasn't hard to spot when Ludwig was seconds from exploding. His eyebrow twitched, his shoulders tensed to his ears, and his face turned into a tight grimace. You didn't quite grasp how no one else could spot these warning signs. They would save themselves a lot a grief if they did. Then again, they were all incompetent and otherwise occupied and you imagined no one else at the table had spent as much time watching the stern country as you.

You smiled as Ludwig slammed his fists down on the table and began to yell at all the others in the room. As usual, you had his mannerisms down perfectly.

With a sigh, you took out the earplugs seeing as Ludwig had calmed down. If only he knew how much time you spent silently watching him.

In all your years as a country, you had never spoken up at a meeting. Being a naturally quiet person, you often did not talk. The way you saw it, with everyone else talking so much, your voice would just get lost in the racket anyway. And yet, you wished you would say something. Anything to catch the attention of the country you had come to adore. Maybe today would be the day you'd speak up.

Yes.

Today.

Once the meeting was through, you packed up your things in shame. Yet again, you had failed to be noticed. Perhaps you had spent too long in silence and forgot how to speak?

Silently kicking yourself, you fumbled with getting your notebook inside your bag while heading to the door. And of course, you run into someone and go crashing to the floor. Blushing like mad, you hurried to pick up your things, refusing to look at whoever it was you bumped into due to embarrassment.

"I'm so sorry! I should have been paying attention! Oh gosh, I'm sorry!"

"Nein, it vas mein fault. I also vas not vatching vere I vas headed."

Your entire body froze.

Hands went to pick up the rest of your things and the world slowed as you looked up at the person in front of you, screaming in your head the entire time, "No no no no no no no no no no! Not now! Please not like this!"

Alas, life does not like you and it turns out you had crashed into the last person you wanted to meet via crash landing.

"Here. I got your stuff for you, Fraulein." Germany said, holding out your bag and looking you dead in the eye.

"T-thank you." you stuttered, quickly grabbing your purse and standing quickly, avoiding looking at his face again. Your heart was beating out of control and you struggled to breathe.

"A-are you alright?" he questioned stiffly, unsure how to handle this sort of situation. He placed a gentle hand on your shoulder and you quickly turned so you could see the point of contact. Ludwig had stepped closer to you. So close all around you was his scent.

You may have forgotten to breath. Things were growing fuzzy and your heard pounded in your ears. You thought you heard Germany let out another concerned, "Fraulein" but it was distorted and sounded like it was coming from miles away. It was probably your imagination, along with the hands that went to grip your arms and the musky smell that surrounded you. However, there was no time to debate your current level of sanity for your mind had short-circuited and you passed out.