"Alfred, what the bloody hell are you dressed as?"

"Why, a hero of course!"

"Uh-huh… and you're wearing spandex because?"

"Because that's what heroes wear! Don't look at me that way Iggy. Fine, since you're so 'amazing', what're you dressed as?"

"A prince, what do you think?"

"Haha, that's lame."

"Whatever, spandex-man."

"Shut up… princy!"

Arthur just rolled his eyes at the lame comeback. "I'm going to see what everyone else is. You wanna come?"

"Sure. I got nothing better to do." They started walking around, and the costumes the others were wearing are stated below:

N. Italy: "I'm Wendy." The other two just stared at the cross-dressing man. "You know, from Peter Pan."

"Oh yeah, I've heard of that." Arthur and Feliciano looked at the American. "What?" They decided to ignore him.

"So, do you have a Peter Pan?"

The tiny Italian pointed to the food area. What Arthur and Alfred saw made them laugh so hard; half the room looked at them.

Germany: "Yes, I'm Peter Pan." Arthur and Alfred let a few more giggles escape before turning back to the German. "Feliciano made me dress up."

"What'd he promise in return, awesome sex?" Alfred and Arthur laughed, but Ludwig just blushed.

"We're walking away now…" The two just left, leaving the German behind.

Japan: "I'm a ninja."

"Awesome. Can you climb the walls and stuff?"

"No, Alfred-san, I can't."

"I was just wondering."

The giant dog just shook his head. "C'mon Alfred."

France: "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU WEARING?!?!" Arthur covered his eyes, while Alfred just laughed. The French-man was leaning against the doorframe, wearing nothing but a rose in front of his… you-know, and cat ears/tail.

"I look nice, non?"

"No!" Arthur walked away, Alfred behind him.

"Fine, be that way, you stupid Englishman."

China/Russia: "What are you guys dressed as?"

"I am the Big Bad Wolf, da?"

"And I'm Little Red Riding hood, aru."

"Well that's cute." Alfred smiled at the couple. Arthur just stared at the Chinese-man.

"Vhat is vrong, Arthur?" The giant Russian stared down at the Englishman.

"Why is everyone cross-dressing today?"

Alfred answered.

"It's kinky, and it's easy access."

This comment created an awkward silence between the four.

"I'm thirsty, aru. C'mon Ivan." At this, the other two walked over to the drink table, leaving the other two behind.

Canada: "You're not dressed up Matthew."

"I am too!"

"Really?" The American looked the Canadian up and down.

"Yes, I'm dressed up like you."

"You mean you don't normally dress like that?"

"How would you ever know what I normally wear? No one knows I exist."

"I'm sorry, what did you say?" Alfred turned to look at his brother, but he had already gone over to the couch, and was talking to Cuba.

Everyone else:

A: "No one cares!"

Kikaru: "I do Arthur. So do the fans."

Al: "You have fans?"

Kikaru: "Shut up Alfred."

F: "Now, now, don't fight, mon ami and England."

Kikaru: "France, I'm not your friend."

F: "Oh, that hurts me deep inside."

I: "Vat have I missed?"

Kikaru: "Anyway, this is the end of the story. Sorry if it sucked, but I stole the idea and really wanted to write it. So yeah, thanks for who I stole the idea from. You know who you are :D I 3 u all. Bai."

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