"Okay, so I've booked the park for the family reunion."

"Awesome, Canada!" The larger blonde grinned.

"But we need to make up the guest list so the caterers know how much food to bring."

"States, provinces, and territories are included, si?"

"Good point, Mexico. I better write these names down."

"That'll take too long! Just say if the nation is coming, their kids are invited too, and we'll look up the numbers later!"

"He makes a good point, Matthew." The dark-haired woman nodded.

"Fine, fine, just let me find a pencil, eh?"

"Here, bro."

"Merci." The violet-eyed man took the utensil and tapped his chin thoughtfully. "Alright, who do we invite?"

"Well, England and France are a given."

"Don't forget Spain!" Mexico exclaimed.

"Don't worry, we won't forget him!" The smaller blonde reassured her as he wrote down the names.

"If England's coming, we should probably invite Sealand, Australia, New Zealand, and Hong Kong."

"Oui. And Seychelles, for France."

"Wasn't Sealand adopted by Sweden and Finland, though?" The tanned woman tilted her head questioningly.

"...Right."

"Which means you better add Denmark, Norway, and Iceland to the list, too. And don't forget England's brothers! We don't want the drunken quartet crashing the party because we forgot to invite them!" The American exclaimed.

"Scotland...Ireland...Northern Ireland...Wales..." The names were hastily jotted down.

"If Hong Kong comes, the rest of the Asians will too."

"...China...Thailand...Taiwan...Japan...the Koreas..."

"Vietnam, too."

"Si."

"Should I add Russia to the list? He and China are pretty close friends."

"Not the commie bastard!" The idea was met with a scowl.

"Alfred! Be nice! He's not that bad."

"Fine..." He grumbled, crossing his arms.

"We should invite his sisters, too, Ukraine and Belarus, and those Baltics he hangs out with."

"Latvia, Estonia, and Lithuania. Which means we have to invite Poland too." Canada rattled off the names.

"What about that other commie? Cuba?"

"Oh yeah." The Canadian added the name. "He's good friends with Russia."

"Hmmm...Oh, since Spain's coming, we need to invite the Italy brothers, si?"

"Good point, Mexico. And since North Italy will almost certainly bring Germany, Prussia's on the list too."

"Isn't there a whole family of Germanic nations? Germania's kids?" America inquired.

"Austria, Switzerland, Liechtenstein, a few others..." He tapped the pencil on his chin. "Plus Hungary, if Austria's coming."

"Oh, don't forget all of Spain's other colonies. Chile, Brazil, and all the rest." Mexico smiled.

"And Portugal's going to pitch a pit you invite France and Spain and not him, bro."

"And some of the African nations still have ties to Europe, so you'll need to put all of them on the list." She nodded.

"And Egypt's really good friends with Turkey and Greece, isn't he? So the middle Eastern nations have to come too."

"And your friend Holland, Matthew! And he'll bring Belgium and Luxembourg."

"And-" A raised hand cut off the American and Mexican mid-sentence.

There was a pause.

Canada threw down his pencil and the several sheets filled with names. "To hell with the family reunion. Let's just order a couple hundred pizzas at the next world meeting and call it even. Less mental scarring for all involved."

America nodded in agreement.

"One can only hope." Mexico snorted.