Part one
POP!
"Gah! Al! Stop popping balloons!"
"Shut up England, it's my birthday, don't tell me what to do!"
"I'll tell what to do if I bloody well want to!"
"You're just being a sore loser!"
POP!
"America! Would you just stop it with the balloons?"
"No way!"
POP!
"Waaah!"
"Look, you made Italy cry!"
America stopped popping the balloons, but only because Germany was now heading his way, looking like he wanted to throw a car at America's head. That was never a good sign. At least the party had only just started, so he hadn't had time to break into the beer. Russia was making a beeline for the window, trying to shut it before Belarus climbed in. He ran straight into Germany who started shouting at the top of his lungs.
"Look where you're going, you verdammt alcoholic!"
"What did you just call me?"
"Only what you are."
"Oh, now you're just looking for a fight, da?"
"Just get the hell out of my way!"
Russia then noticed that Belarus had climbed in the window and took off running. Germany glared after him and went in search of beer. America hung his head. This party was not going as planned. Germany had gotten into shouting matches with his brother, Romano, and now Russia. China kept trying to steal all the food, Korea was groping people, Austria was complaining that there was no good music, and England was yelling at him. Japan was sitting in the corner, trying to avoid getting involved in any of the arguments. To top it all off, it had been getting cloudier all day and now looked like it could pour at any minute, which pretty much nixed the fireworks America had planned. And…now there was crashing and shouting coming from the next room.
America ran in to find Prussia and Germany wrestling. It looked like they were fighting over a bottle of beer. Of course. France and Spain were egging Prussia on while Italy was sing-songing "Germany~ Germany~ Germany is strong~ If you win, can I have pasta~?" America groaned.
Suddenly, there was a series of loud bangs.
BOOM! POP POP SISS! CRACKLE HISS BANG! BANG BANG BANG! BOOM! HISS BOOM! BOOM BOOM BANG BANG CRACK BOOM BOOM!
Everyone ran out into the hall towards the source of the explosions. Red, white, and blue sparks were shooting out of the doorway of the storage room. Hong Kong ran out, beating out the flames licking at his sleeves. England glared at him.
"How many times do I have to tell you not to play with fireworks?"
"I'm sorry!"
"Just be more careful next time. You could have burned the house down."
Everyone calmed down and filed back into the other room. Then someone started screaming.