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Somewhere in super-sized America…
"It was a dark and stormy night and the robots had just secured their rounds in the cemetery of un-death! The un-death rates of the undead zombies had been extremely high the past few days and extra security was totally necessary. The chief robot of the alpha beta squad unit was out on parole when he saw it, a huge, ugly, massive, headless, zombie horde running straight at him! Thinking fast and heroically, he pulled his trusty missile launcher out from his pants and h~"
"What the bloody hell? How the hell did the zombies know where the robot policeman was if they were headless?" A British voice interrupted.
"Dude! He wasn't a policeman he was a squad chie~" The American started, but was interrupted again.
"How did he fit a missile launcher in his pants?" China questioned.
"Um, well he~" Before America could finish he was interrupted again, but this time by France.
"Oooo I know the answer to that! Honhonhonhon…" France laughed madly through his nose.
"You pervert! Can't you think about any thing else for just one night?" England interjected, knitting his eyebrows together obviously frustrated. France ignored him and kept laughing.
"How inappropriate. China said, getting off the floor and walking to sit on the couch.
"Dudes, you can't just keep interrupting me like that! Remember it was my turn to tell a scary ghost story!" America complained in a whiny tone. "And further more I~"
"I have a question that you will be answering now, da?" A Russian accent chimed in from across the room.
America was pissed to be interrupted again, but he just sighed heavily and turned to face Russia.
"Sure dude, what is your question?" he asked putting on his heroic grin.
Russia just smiled as the room went dead quiet. "….Ahhhhhh..… Oh how silly, I guess I forgot"
"Aiya! How can you forget something so quickly?" China commented from the other side of the room.
"I do not know China, how can I forget something so quickly?" Russia asked, his purple aurora starting to rise.
England noticed what was happening and tried to calm everyone down. "Now lets all just calm down, no need in killing anyone this early in the evening."
"Oui, no need in getting rowdy this early in the evening, lets wait until we are all nice and drunk, then I will slam my~"
"For the last time! Shut the fucking hell up you bloody pervert!" England screamed.
"kolkolkolkolkolkolkolkolkol…" Russia was starring daggers into China.
"AIYAAAAAAAAAA! He is going to kill me" China screamed.
"Dude, Russia, clam down man it's not that big of~"
"Oh, I remember what my question is now." The purple haze around Russia vanishing instantly, "What is a zombie?"
The room got a bit quieter as everyone turned their attention back to America as he started to explain what a zombie was to Russia.
"Well you see a zombie is a person who died and then came back to life as an un-dead being." He explained.
"How do I know if someone is a zombie?" Russia asked in a child like tone.
"Umm, well…" America started. "They have pale but dirty skin, gnashing sharp teeth, pointy fingernails, and they walk around in a deathly way trying to suck the life from you and get you to join with their side.
Russia's smile turned into a frown from hearing this. This would explain some things with Belarus, he thought to himself. Good thing I lied to her about were I was going to be this weekend, she will never find me now! Kolkolkolkolkolkol….
While Russia was in his own little world, America turned his attention back to his other guests. This was the weekend he had been looking forward to for a month now, the weekend of the allies' slumber party. So far everything was going great. There were games, snacks, decorations, and more snacks for everyone to enjoy. Everyone had shown up about an hour ago and they were having a scary storytelling contest in the living room floor. It was actually a surprise to America that everyone did show up to his slumber party. He was beginning to think that everyone in the world hated him for some reason, so it really made him feel better about himself that everyone came to his party. As he looked at all his guests, happily fighting in his living room, he couldn't shake the feeling that he had forgotten something important.
Meanwhile in Canadia…
Canada stood outside his house, his overnight bags sitting by his feet and a little polar bear held snug in is arms, as a snow blizzard blew chillingly around him.
"I'm sure America will be pulling up any minute now." Canada said to himself reassuringly, "The snow storm is probably just slowing him down."
"Who are you?" asked the little white bear.
With a sigh he replied, "I'm Canada."
Meanwhile in Poland…
"Big brother! Come out of this house right now! You cannot run away from me for even a weekend brother! I will find you and we will become one! Let's become one!" Belarus yelled as she was scratching desperately at Poland's door.
Suddenly and without warning the door flew open, striking her in the face which resulted in her falling off the porch landing, unconscious, into a flowerbed.
"Like who is making all the noise out here?" Poland yelled as he stormed out of his house. "I'm like totally trying to get my beauty sleep, and I like can't do that with all the noise and scratching at my door!"
He looked around until he noticed the girl passed out in his flower bed.
She must have been like really tired to have passed out in the flowerbed, he thought to himself. … Oh well, I will deal with it later. He then turned around and walked back into his house, closing the door behind him, leaving Belarus mangled and unconscious in the flower bed.
Somewhere in Germany…
"Welcome all! We will be having out first official Axis slumber party this weekend!" The tall German man was almost yelling at his two cowering guests. "The rules must be memorized and obeyed at all times! They are as followed: no running, no horse play, no chewing gum, no eating while in the pool, no getting in the pool unless I say so, no spiting, no breathing loudly, no mess-making, and no stupid questions. If you break the rules you may be asked to leave the premises, in which case you must leave immediately. Failure to do so will result in an automatic ass-kicking! Are there any questions?"
Both of Germany's guests stood in silence for about a minuet while the man towered over them, staring them down with a forced smile on his face.
"Ahhhhhhaaaaaa!" Italy finally broke the silence with a scream. "Why do you have to be so scary? Your face is so serious, it's going to make me pee!"
"AH! Idiot! If you urinate on my floors I will cram you into a sausage maker! Germany threatened with his fist clenched around Italy's shirt collar.
"Um so why are we doing this slumber party again?" Japan questioned, appearing to be unaffected by the chaos.
"Well you see…" Germany explained letting go of Italy's shirt, "It all started at the last world meeting about a month ago. I had just left the hotel room and I was going to the conference room when I saw this note on the ground outside England's door. It was from America and he was inviting England to come spend the night at his house one weekend. At first, I thought it was a gay, poorly-written love note, but then I noticed one on France's, China's, and Russia's doors too. Those bastards planned a slumber party without inviting us! So I decided we would have one of our own on the same night!"
"Hooray! A slumber party!" Italy chimed in from the background. "We should cook pasta and give each other makeovers. It is going to be a fun and fabulous night!"
"We are not going to do any of that," Germany almost screamed. "We are going to take this opportunity to go to the four Allies houses and dig up as much dirt on them as we can. That way we can find out what their weaknesses are and how to use it against them!"
"Yaaayyyy! It's a spy mission! How exciting!" Italy sang out.
"I knew I should have stayed home tonight." Japan said disappointingly to himself.
The Axis Powers then began plotting out all the places they would need to visit on a world map of Germany's. Unbeknownst to them, they were being watched by a pair of ruby red eyes peering from behind the basement door.
To Be Continued.
Chapter one is done.
I am more of a reader than a writer, so the structure of my fic may not be that great.
So this is my first fan fiction, comment and tell me what you think of it.
PS: For those of you who are wondering, Hungary will more than likely show up in later chapters.
PSS: Shout out to ninjasquirrel07 for checking my grammer. ^_^