Songs: Candyman - Christina ? Djvü - ? Teeth- Lady Gaga and Talk Dirty to me - ? and finally Elvis - Jail House

America (pov)

Asking on a date/ to a dance

Today is the World Ball and what am I doing is standing in the men's bathroom look at myself in the mirror. Signing to my reflection, see that cocky smile upon his lips, and those false hoping eyes. After repeating lines, upon lines of 'Welcome to the World Ball! We would like to thank ,you, all for helping and making this happen!' Its been like that for several months, hell years. Repeating the same old lines, though I would like to change it. I have to check and double check the other workers and the progress, I know I would be finishing the rest when they leave. Luckily the ball is in my country but sadly I am the host. I normally throw a party, but not a World Ball.

Pulling myself together, gained enough guts to walk out of the bathroom to see a newly painted wall and ceiling along with the floor freshly scrubbed to the bare bone and stone. I never knew why, I love this place so much. It could be the weird paintings France gave me. Shrugging off the idea, which is likely the reason, and chatted among the other workers. Checking my list, nodding a few times, I came with the conclusion that the Ball would be finished early summer solace. Smiling well enough, I call out to the workers.

"Thanks for helping me with the impossible! You all did a spectacular job on the paint, rewiring wires, cooking what would be the food, and of course some of the music that will be played during and after the Ball. Now go home and get some rest."

Shaking their hands as they walked away for the night, I turned towards the far corner and turning it on. To find the old king of rock himself. Elvis Presley. Grinning, I began to shift one side to another. Moving like a snake, purely slow and keeping with the beat. Moving my hands on top of my head, curling and uncurling them repeatedly, bending my arms along with my legs. Though I was busy dancing, didn't noticed the song did eventually changed and made my moves slower. Smiling to myself, moving a little faster and yet slower. Soon, I joined the sought of singing. Though I am not the best singer, I can be a great dancer.

Not evening noticing a tall blond behind the door way, looking right at me with those icy blue eyes.

(Germany)

Signing to myself, I have yet to express my feelings to anyone. Execpt to Italy... But he said he likes me only as a friend. Feeling destroyed in all possiblity in front of my long time friend. Of course it wasn't the end, soon I developed feeling towords the enemy's ex-brother.

I forced myself to not fall in love with the enemy. But that was after the war, and now I not sure what to do. I tried hinting that we should go on a date or go somewhere for a date like.

But it was pointless, I just couldn't come out bluntly. Or other wise it would make me look like a creep, but I don't tell him now I would never get a chance. Looking out the window of our home (as in Prussia, Italy, and I) to see my people are up and walking around. A normal day. Getting up from the warm bed of comfort, to face the icy chills run down my back side. Going on with the normal daily routine of my life. I get up, get dress, make breakfest, walk dogs, get started with morning training, make lunch, do work, read if free, clean house, make dinner, and finally go to bed. Which repeats, and today I walk to my closet to see my military uniform but only to find a slim, silky, dark green suit.

Looking around for my uniform, to not only to not find but too see Prussia and Italy in our dinning table. Knowing something had happen I walk in with only my boxers (gift from Italy). "Where is my military uniform Gilbirt."

"How west~ you mean your confounded uniform?" I could tell something is up, Italy hasn't talked at all from what I could tell.

"Germany, don't get mad. But I think you should leave the house to us while you go get your lover boy." -!

(America)

If there was a thing as laughing my ass off, then I out did myself. Because that what I done when I stood on the stage practicing over and over but I screwed up the words and sentences all together. Which causes me to laugh like nothing has happened.

"Welcome to the world ball. We have music from all over the world to add in this. I also wish you to have a great time dancing, drinking, and what we nations and micro nations do!"

Thinking about it, it sounded perfect. Quickly I reached into my pocket to pull out a sharpe and wrote my note cards out. Though the music was still playing, I was able to hear someone clapping. Jolted, I turned to look at my left to see a tall blond man clapping.

Seeing him like this made my heart flutter. "Vell done America." Lightly smiling, I hopped off the stage, I could feel my face heating up. "Hi, Germany. What'ch doing here, the World Ball wouldnt be open until Summer solace?"

"Well, I came to..uhhh..." He always was the guy to get flustered. Smiling a little cocky that he would say this 'I came to check up on the World Ball.'

Just as my luck, "I came to check up on the World Ball." Home run! "Jinx! You own me a dance Germany."

(Germany)

Standing there, looking at America for what he had just said. I know what Jinx is but what we didn't say the same thing at the same time? So how is ths a Jinx?

"America thats not what Jinx means." Seeing his cocky smile made me feel like I was going to melt into my suit. "I thought the same thing Germany. I know you too well, come on you own me a dance. Im the hero, I start the lead!"