The New Year's party was hell, literally hell. After Prussia had annoyed and or depressed everyone in his drunken state, England was about to give up with his party when suddenly America ran up to him with an empty beer bottle
"Yo Iggy, I got a great game for you dude!" he grinned, his hair a mess and his glasses wonky on his nose
"Stop calling me that…" the Englishman sighed before clearing another table of empty platters and plates
"Iggy stop cleaning… join in the fun bro!" his American brother grinned before dragging him into the dining room with everyone else "yo Germany I got a game for ya that involves set times and organization" the German looked up from his conversation with an overly tipsy Italian
"Really?" he muttered
"Yeah dude, gather everyone up and sit in a circle" America smiled…
After the German has ordered everyone into a circle. America placed the beer bottle in the centre
"Okay… the game is seven minutes in heaven" Alfred grinned followed by a loud groan from everyone
"Oh come on guys it's more entertaining than what we were just doing
"Ja und adding up ze time it vould take for everyone to have a go and of course ze time to spin ze bottle it vill bring us right up to midnight" Ludwig added rather boringly
"Okay guys… everyone think of a number between one and ten… then when I say go you hold up that many fingers…" everyone sighed and nodded "okay… ready… three… two… one… go!" everyone but America glanced around at the numbers… Russia was holding up one finger, America two, England three, Italy and Germany four, Prussia six, France seven and Canada eight "okay the person with the lowest number spins first…" there was a low chuckle in the circle as everyone turned to stare at Russia who looked more frightening than ever before…
"oh shit… okay Russia spins first…" he whimpered… the large Russian leant over and spun the bottle… everyone staring hard at the top, praying it to move away from them… when suddenly it landed on…