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America was more than half way to the hospital before he realized that he had forgotten to put on his shoes. However, this realization didn't seem to stop him, because he did not turn back to grab them. In his mind, that would have been too much time wasted. In fact, Alfred was so focused on getting to the hospital that he didn't even mind (much) when the hotel receptionist's face showed a look of complete disbelief as he charged out of the hotel lobby, wearing only his pyjamas and jacket. His lack of shoes only added to her confusion. As it was still early in the morning, there weren't many people about. However, the few people that happen

Alfred was in the neighbourhood. For the conference meeting. It was being hosted in London, England, conveniently in the city where Arthur lived. However, the actual meeting was held in a very-fancy but equally-cheap conference room booked by England. Unlike some of the other countries who hosted the less important meetings at their houses, England was very particular about who was allowed into his house (the idea of letting France into his house reinforced his decision). Alfred secretly hoped that he and England could have tea like they sometimes did after meetings (he enjoyed tea with England, even though Alfred was not very fond of the be

Arthur had gone to the pub. Again. It had been a hard day. The conference room was louder than normal; the bickering of nations had risen in volume considerably. Britain had fought with France (as usual) until the meeting was nearly over. France had become preoccupied his hair, (“Beautiful hair, Ohonhonhon” as he would say,) which caused their conversation to cease existence. Britain then began a heated argument with America. This time it was concerning the idiocy of America’s plan to feed the hungry with one giant, universal, hamburger (“It’s going to get old and moldy, and the grease will cause anyone who ea