Germany pulled off his aviator sunglasses and looked around the room. He tried to anyway. All the black lights made it hard to make out much of anything besides flashes of bright colors.

"It seems quieter than usual." Japan adjusted his afro wig as he walked back over to the seats, making sure the computer registered his strike.

"I believe America-san mentioned that he was going over to Canada-san's place for a sleepover with Poland-san." Germany frowned a bit.

"They know that tonight was the annual World Disco Bowling Competition, right?" Japan nodded, and adjusted his wig again.

"America-san said he was getting tired of beating everyone all the time." They both turned their attention over to the next lane when there was a loud yell.

"Get your hands off of me, you frog!" England was flailing about, with France hanging on his back, trying to reach around and grope him.

"But polyester leaves so little to the imagination!"

Germany sighed then turned when there was a poke on his shoulder. He sighed again when he saw that it was his brother.

"Don't worry, West! I'll grab a crew and go drag them back for the fun! How can they say no to me?" Germany was about to say no, but reconsidered. If Prussia went to get them in Canada, they'd never be back by the end of the night. That meant that Austria wouldn't flip out because Hungary paid Prussia to harass him so she could take pictures. It was an annual disaster that he always wondered how to avoid.

"Yes, that's surprisingly brilliant, coming from you. Go ahead and do that."

Prussia grinned and turned.

"Now, who to bring with me? If America didn't want to come, he'll probably put up a fight..." He looked around. "Oi! Russia! You're not doing anything! Come help me drag America back here!" The larger nation looked over at him, then nodded and walked over, dragging a shaking Lithuania with him. Prussia nodded to himself as they left for Canada's house. Oh yeah, they had this.

Canada swatted the giggling nation off his arm, laughing a bit himself.

"You're not supposed to laugh at scary movies, you idiot. Aren't you afraid of them?"

America snickered again then took another puff when Poland handed the joint back over to him.

"I can't help it, bro. I mean...the chicks running and her tits just keep...bouncing! It's..." He started giggling again as Canada took the joint from him.

"Oooohmigosh! Like...I totally see it now! You're so right!" Poland started giggling with him.

Canada handed the joint back to Poland as something started beeping in the kitchen.

"Whatever...you two laugh it up. More pizza rolls for me." He snickered a bit as he walked out to the kitchen.