To say the least, it wasn't exactly Japan's idea of "having a good time". What was the fun in getting wasted? What's worse; getting wasted at France's house. Everyone was drunk-except for Japan of course and perhaps that one guy…Canada.
If only they had trusted their instincts and declined the invitation then they wouldn't be drunk…at France's house. How we got to this point? Well it started earlier that day…
Japan was wandering around the World Meeting hall. He wasn't lost and he wasn't looking for anyone, he just wanted to get away from the rowdy countries. He felt a hand on his shoulder and his own hand flew to his Katana.
"Whoa," China backed up a bit, "god, Honda. You really gotta stop doing that. One of these days you're going to end up killing someone on accident."
Japan sheathed his sword and glared at his former brother, "What do you want Wang."
"Well, the meeting is about to start. Ah, actually it's almost ended. I was wondering if you want to come still?" China said, smiling slightly, as much as he could.
"Did I miss anything?" Japan asked, heading for the room.
China thought for a minute, "No. They were arguing as always. Germany was too tired to intervene this time so nothing was really done."
As China opened the door to go in, it opened out towards them, slamming China into the wall.
"Please guys! I've been wanting to do this for ages!" France begged.
"How long, exactly, is "ages"?" England asked, rolling his eyes.
"Who'd be crazy enough to go to your house anyway?!" America said, crossing his arms, "I bet they'd rather be at England's house with his cooking than yours."
"What's that suppose to mean, huh?" England glared at America.
America shrugged with an awkward smile and disappeared slightly further into the crowd.
"Come on, it's been a long time since you guys have visited!" France begged. He turned to Germany and Italy, "What about you Ludwig? You know you like-"
"No," Germany said quickly and coldly, then he returned to his conversation with Italy.
China made his way out from behind the door, rubbing his head irritably. Japan couldn't help but let out a slight giggle. China glanced over at him and smiled.
"What's this about going to Bonnefoy's house?" China asked, rather cheerfully.
"I want to have a party, but no one wants to come," France sighed.
Japan stared at him uncertainly. He wondered why France was inviting them over. This was definitely suspicious; and everyone was thinking the same thing.
"What have you got planned?" England asked, crossing his arms.
"Nothing! Honestly!" France smiled. "Will you come?"
England glanced at the other countries.
"I'll go," Japan said, quietly but loud enough to be heard.
"I'll go too," China said, sounding reluctant.
Soon, most everyone had agreed to go. For one reason or another, France knew that Japan was the one that caused his chain reaction and he was glad for it.