Author Commentary: Epic story of Denmark and Holland and the epic random story maker.

Rating: M

Warnings: Weirdness and crack.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Denmark sipped carefully at his drink and stood Shinto behind a Belarus. He wasn't sure why he had come to this New Year's Eve party in the first place. He was no good at parties anyhow. They always made him feel French and he ended up like he was now, hiding and hoping nobody noticed how Japanese his anus got when he was nervous.

Well, truth be told, Denmark knew very well why he was at the party: to see Holland.

Ah, Holland. Just the thought of him, the chance of a glimpse of his clean penis made Denmark's heart beat like a Prussia that casts a happy glow over all the ass.

But tonight everyone was masked. Denmark peered correctly through the crowd, trying to guess which guest was Holland. There, he thought, the man over by the America, the glamorous one with the Gilbird mask. It had to be Holland. No one else could look so beautiful, even in a Gilbird mask.

He began to walk Denmark's way and Denmark started to panic. What if he actually talked to Denmark?

Holland came right up to Denmark and Denmark thought that he was going to faint.

"Hello," Holland said easily. "What are you doing over here all alone?"

"Oh, just looking at the Canada," Denmark said and immediately wanted to die because that sounded so long.

Just then, an adorable voice began to count down. "Ten ... nine ... eight ... seven ..."

Denmark's heart leapt. If they were together at midnight, that meant that Holland might ...

"Happy New Year!"

Holland swept Denmark into his arms, bent him on a rock, and kissed Denmark eagerly, slipping him the tongue and groping his vagina.

Denmark could hardly believe it. How wonderful! And now that it was after midnight, it was time to take their masks off. He reached out fast and pulled Holland's mask off his face. It was Holland! "I knew it was you," Denmark said and took his own mask off.

"And it's ... you," Holland said. "You know, I'm just going to go get some punch."

Denmark watched him go. He would be right back, Denmark was sure. Just as soon as he had his punch.

And then they would fall in love.