America had a habit of visiting Japan at the worst times. Like now to be exact.
America had decided that since he hasn't seen his good friend Japan in a while he should drop by for a visit. He figured that he shouldn't call because it wouldn't be any fun if Japan was expecting him.
America knocked on Japan's front door loudly and after a few minutes of silence and America intensely knocking a few more times he decided to walk in. America called Japan's name a few times, but he heard no answer. The young country started to make his way around the house calling for the older country. As he neared Japan's room he heard the faint sound of music.
After a short debate on if America should follow the music or not curiosity had won and America found himself in front of Japan's door. The music was blasting and America was confused by the voice of the vocalist who was singing. It didn't sound…human more robotic.
America tried the door handle, but it didn't budge. He knocked and called Japan's name and then he just got impatient and managed to get the door open.
He was greeted by Japan dancing in the middle of the room wearing a blonde wig with a small pony tail and singing into his hair brush. America of course didn't know what was going on at first, but soon realized that Japan was dressed as Len, who was a vocaloid.
After about a minute of America watching Japan, Japan finally noticed that America was in his room and watching him. Japan's eyes widened and he quickly turned off the music and threw his hair brush across the room.
"H-h-hello, America San. What are you doing here...?"
A/N: Oops, I didn't spell check this.