No this is bad

Chapter Two

The Narnian's ate in silence. Queen Korma, the fourth queen of Narnia who came from the South, found that strange. Usually the two of them are screaming at each other, or at least doing something. She thought as she gently placed her fork full of chicken into her mouth. Her green eyes glanced over at the king. King Charles from the northern part of Narnia. This was how the kingdom went. One of the royalty from the north, the other from the south. Unless you were born in royalty. England was proud when he realized how much Narnia was like the old England, and new England.
"Ahem...are you two girls alright? We haven't heard anything from you all day!" The king exclaimed. South looked at him and smiled. "We're awesome!" Someone else shouted, everyone jumped and looked at the end of the table. Prussia smirked as everyone stared at him. Not at all feeling uncomfortable, as he was used to being in the castle. "Yo." North blinked a few times before dropping her fork onto her almost empty plate, and began to stand up. "I'll get him a plate." North said, smiling as usual, only to be glared at by South. "No, you can't step foot into my kitchen, I'll get the plate." South said as she stood up and quickly left into the kitchen. North scoffed as she picked up her plate, set it next to Prussia, and sat down. "So what brings you here?" She asked as she picked up her fork once again. Prussia slightly looked at her, his grin was still there, but his eyes held something sorrowful.
A loud clatter echoed throughout the dinning room as South placed the plate in front of Prussia, it wasn't unusual of him to randomly pop up into the castle out of no where, he actually does this quite often. South also moved her plate next to him, and comfortably sat down. "Ah, we'll leave you guys alone." Korma said as she quickly grabbed her plate and stood up. The king looked at her, obviously confused. Queen Korma huffed as she quickly yanked his ear lob, and harshly whispered something about the Narnian's looking much more calm with their friend being there. The king pouted as he rubbed his ear, grabbing his plate and nodding his head to Prussia and the two nations.
"Shouldn't you be at the World Meeting?" South asked but almost immediately regretted what she said, Prussia grabbed his fork and looked at her with his ruby red eyes. His eyebrow raised. "Are you serious? You think they'll ever allow me in there?" Prussia used to be allowed into the meetings, but after 1947, he was not allowed anymore. If he even stepped foot into the conference room when a meeting was going on, he would imminently be kicked out. No questions asked, but a lot of yelling. Once, he tried to enter a meeting in Berlin. The moment he opened the door, he was yelled at by Germany for a long while. He then ran out and wasn't heard from in a week, which scared both the Narnian's and Germany almost to death.
"She meant shouldn't you be doing something more awesome than hanging out with us?" North said, stabbing her last piece of chicken and shoved it in her mouth. Prussia did his snake-like laugh and slapped the both of them on their backs. Which made North start chocking on her chicken. "You guys are awesome though!" He said as he began eating. After North finally stopped chocking on the chicken, she took a deep breath and shook her head. Giving a weak thumbs up. "Thanks." She said hoarsely.
South felt something strange in the air. A veil of a negative emotion hung around Prussia. The feeling was strong, he wasn't acting as he normally does. He'd usually ask for beer, or he would have kicked his chair back and placed his feet on the table, or he would have even sat between Queen Korma and King Charles. He has never sat at the end of the mahogany table before. Something was wrong.
North, however, didn't seem to notice Prussia's strange behavior, she just chatted away with him about playing hide-and-seek in the northern part of Narnia, laughing about how people would be trying to find them for an eternity. South tried to get Norths attention by kicking her, and slightly smiled to herself when it worked. They locked eye contact. A warm honey colour and a icy blue colour stared into each other. She nodded her head down at the table, North ohed softly and nodded. They both shot under the table and almost collided heads. "Whoa! What are you two doing!?" Prussia shouted as he tried to join, only to be politely told not to. He softly sighed as he knew what they were going to talk about, and decided to not try to barge in.
"Something is wrong with him." South whispered, North made a face, her cold breath mixing with Souths warm breath. "What do you mean?" She asked, South explained her thoughts, then waited for Norths reaction. Her expression was a mix of confusion, and disbelief. "You think he has bad news..?" North finally said after a long silence, deciding to just say something simple. South nodded, pushing her brown hair behind her ear. "I think so...he just...we should ask." She said, North shook her head, her long white hair moving wildly. "We have to wait, we can't just ask him 'Hey! You look down in the dumps! What's on your chest eh?' it's just not right." The two nations nodded in agreement as they shot back out from under the table. Prussia wasn't eating anymore. "Yo, you all good my man?" North asked, snapping her fingers and making finger guns.
He was no longer smiling, nor smirking. His eyes were dull and staring at the half finished plate of food. "I...heard you guys talking." North and South looked at each other, but shrugged it off. They were under the table, how could they expect him to not hear anything? "Oh, and was I right?" South asked bluntly, Prussia sighed as he reached under his blue uniform, pulling out vanilla coloured, almost exploding folders. He pushed the plate forward and placed the folders in its place. "You guys...should read these. I was looking around in Wests work room and found these in his drawer." Prussia said in a strangely uncomfortable softness. The two Narnians looked at each other, eyebrows raised as they both grabbed one of the folders for themselves.
South looked at the filled to the max folder, and opened it. The first thing she saw was a letter written in Germany's neat hand writing. North did the same.
Dear Italia and Japan,
I do not think that this can last much longer. You and Japan cannot keep holding off on signing the papers. I need your approval to fight with me. We are the Axis Powers, are we not? That means we fight together. I understand you don't like war, and neither does Japan, but my boss is wanting to start this war as soon as possible. I absolutely need your signature on these papers. The documents in the back are the plans, and equipment we have to use. I have sent this same letter to the both of you. Japan, I understand that you highly dislike bombs and other things in that category, but I regret to inform you that those types of weapons will be used during the war. Italy, I know that you dislike fighting at all. I understand that you don't want anyone to be hurt or worse. But this is going on too long.
Narnia must fall.
From, Germany