Learning about ourselves (Hetalia)

Chapter 2

Warnings: OOC-ness, lots of head canons,  favouritism, google translate, human names, drama

Characters: France, England, Denmark, Norway, Canada, Spain, South Italy, Hungary

Info: Human names are used if one person trusts another.

Slanted means that it's being read.

Edit: changed the dialogue format and fixed spelling errors.

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Chapter 2

France's p.o.v

Once I left the room, I headed towards the direction I saw England headed in, which happened to be the small outdoor garden. Normally these petit gardens don't exist, but since this is a world meeting, many extra things are added into the buildings, like bars, cafeterias and obviously-hotel rooms.

"Angleterre? Are you alright?"

"HUH?! F-Frog! What are you doing here!" England responded, he was clearly surprised by my presence, which is odd cause I wasn't trying to hide this time.

"You seemed more aggressive at the meeting then usually, are you alright?"

"I'm fine. Go away, you're bothering me." he said, very venomously might I add.

"Anglete- no, Arthur, what's wrong?"

"...um..d-don't...Don't use my name you imbecile"

"Arthur." I said sternly. He seemed to calm down a bit.

"...doesn't...Doesn't it bother you?"

"What do you mean?"

"That.. that book probably has written in it's pages some personal stuff about you? Because.. It bothers me."

"Well.. no, not really. But Angleterre, a lot of people are struggling with the  same problem. There are things they'd prefer others didn't see. It's normal."

"Stupid Frog." Arthur then proceeded to storm off to the cafeteria.

...I hope he'll come to his senses and calm down.

Denmark's p.o.v.

The meeting finally stopped! I swear, if I had to sit for any longer-I'd die. I started heading out of the room when I noticed that Norge wasn't leaving. So I walked up to him to check what's the hold up about.

"Yo Norge! What's up!"

"Go away, stupid Dane."

"You don't have to be so cruel!"

Norway raised his eyebrow at me.

"You're calling me cruel? You know, considering the fact that you're the one that's tormenting me." He finished and glared at me.

"Awhh.. C'mon Nor I can tell something's bothering you! Please tell me!" I said nicely. But I guess being nice doesn't help with Norway, since he just yanked my tie, left to the other side of the room, sat down next to an 'empty' chair and glared at me. How rude.

I readjusted my tie and left the room to go find the rest of the Nordics, maybe I can chat with Icey!

Norway p.o.v.

(Before the talk with Denmark)

All of the currently read notes where personal, mainly seemed to be diary entries. Which is great cause I happen to have a journal, that I keep a lot of personal stuff in. Actually, I'm pretty sure most nations have a journal or diary, it helps keep our memories in order.