Hi you guys! This is a story I wrote with my friend. To keep her anonymous, we'll just call her M. Basically, it's just her IMing the nations as they go on their awesome IHOP adventure. She wants me to tell you that she's not actually a nation (I'm all like, duh) and that in our little universe here she's just good friends with them. Any OOCness is to be blamed on me, because M only plays herself and I play basically everyone else (which for this chapter is England, Canada, Prussia, France, Flying Mint Bunny, and Hungary). Also, neither of us owns Hetalia- Axis Powers. But Hidekaz Himaruya does!

And that concludes my lengthy author's note. Enjoy! (^J^)

About the cover image: To see where I got it from, you'll have to check out my profile. There's a link.

You have received a message from England.

England: Good day.

M: Hi England. No offense, but why is everyone IMing me?

Someone has joined the chat.

England: Well, I didn't know everyone was messaging you!

M: Well, I've already talked to Prussia, France, Belarus, Ukraine, and now you. Anyways, who else is here?

England: I don't think there's anyone else, but I need your help!

M: It might be Canada. What do you need help with?

England: I would know if Canada was here. Well, anyways, France invited me to go to IHOP with him. I don't know if I should say yes or not.

M: Why IHOP?

England: I don't know!

M: Oh, okay. Um... well, what are you thinking about saying?

England: I don't know! He said that he was bringing Prussia too, so I don't think he'll try anything...

M: Okay... well... I don't want to make the wrong decision. Do you like pancakes?

England: Yes. What do pancakes have to do with anything though?

M: It's IHOP.

England: So? I've never been to IHOP. It's American, right?

M: Yeah. IHOP is basically all pancakes. Why is France going to an American place? Doesn't he think his food is better?

England: France is trying to expand his horizons. Yesterday, he ate one of my scones.

M: Wonderful.

England: No. He vomited on my carpet.

M: Yeah, I kinda figured that might happen.

England: Then he and the Bad Friends Trio left, got drunk, came back, and threw up on my couch. After throwing up on Austria.

M: Poor Austria and your couch. So, about IHOP…

England: Yes. What do you advise me to do?

M: I'm no good this stuff!

Canada: I'd go! IHOP is really nummy.

England: When did you get here?

M: I KNEW IT! Hi Canada!

Canada: Hi M. Oh, shoot!

M: What's wrong?

Canada: I was crying so hard I spilled my coffee on Kumakichi-san!

M: Oh. I'm sorry. Why were you crying?

Canada: Because you guys ignored me. Again (1).

M: Sorry. Hey, what do you think England should do?

Canada: Go to IHOP. Prussia and France are really nice, and pancakes are delicious.

M: Well, if you say yes… Do you want to go England?

England: Well, I guess I have to. France just showed up at my door and won't take no for an answer. Oh crap, why does he have flowers? Well, I have to go. Bye!

M: Well, have fun! (I guess)

Canada: I wish they'd invited me too….

Prussia: Yo yo yo! I'm in Francie-pants's car right now, chatting from my phone.

M: Can Canada come too?

Prussia: SHUT UP! It was supposed to be a surprise!

Canada: Really? You're going to invite me?

Prussia: Yah, we're driving to your house right now!

M: Great! Sorry about ruining the surprise.

Canada: That's okay! *giggles*

England: M! I'm back! And I need your help again!

M:… yeah…

England: France asked me out!

M: I kinda thought that might happen.

England: Yeah, and I thought the flowers were for Canada!

M: Well?

Prussia: England is currently in fetal position rocking back and forth. He's mumbling a bunch of nonsense, and can't seem to be able to send his response to you.

England: Blubbery rubbery coconut manatee…..

M: Um… I hope you enjoy the pancakes?

Prussia: OH CRAP!

M: What now?

Prussia: England said maybe and France crashed into a tree!

M: Is everyone okay?

Prussia: Yah, everyone but France. He passed out, and that's why we crashed into a tree.

M: Maybe someone else should drive….

Canada: I'll come get you guys. Bye M!

England: AAAAAAH! I said maybe! What should I do? WHY DID I DO THAT?

M: I have no idea.

England: HELP ME! I'M LOSING MY COOL!

M: Your cool?

England: Oh God! I've started talking like America! EEEEk! What should I do?

Flying Mint Bunny: You should run away to Wisconsin and live with M.

Prussia: That's a stupid idea. You should get fat so France won't love you anymore.

M: Is he still passed out?

Prussia: Crap! He's waking up!

England: Breathe in, breathe out… *Repeat 20x*

M: Why did you say maybe?

England: I DON'T KNOW! *has breakdown*

France: jskfj8378956#(O.o)mdkjnhjbh21$9089j...

France: Did I just butt message you?

M: Yeah.

England: *hyperventilating*

Prussia: *eats kit kat (2)*

Prussia: What? They help me think!

Prussia: Oi! Crisis here!

Prussia: I JUST SNEEZED AND NO ONE SAID BLESS YOU.

Canada: A tes souhaits.

Prussia: Huh?

M: Bless you.

Prussia: Thanks. But what did Canada say?

M: Make a wish (3).

Prussia: Thanks, Canada.

France: Angleterre, ta veste est sensass!

England: Excuse me?

M: Oh, good God.

Canada: He said your blazer looks sensational.

England: Gee, France. Thanks. I had no idear you liked blue plaid. I'll stop wearing it.

M: *chuckle*

England: Canada, how would I tell France his shirt is ugly in French?

Canada: Ta chemise est tres moche.

England: France, ta chemise est tres moche.

France: Tu n'aime pas? I'll burn it then!

M: Why do you have to say it in French?

England: So that way it hits home.

Canada: Are we still going to IHOP?

France: Non! Not until I get an answer from Angleterre!

M: That's a good question, Canada. Well, England?

England: Uh…. Uh….

Prussia: Come on!

England: M! HELP!

M: I'm not quite sure how to help you….

Canada: *stomach growls*

England: Umm…. Err…..

France: *hopeful expression*

M: Are you going to answer him anytime soon, England?

England: I hate to bug you, but I NEED HELP!

M: Just say what you really feel.

England: Well, I don't know how I really feel…

Hungary: Proclaim your love to France! Please!

M: Where did you come from?

Authors' Notes!

(1) We've written another story kinda like this (England and Canada chatting with M) and its main feature was Canada having a sorta-kinda OOC sob fest because no one noticed him.

(2) M and I have this joke between us about Prussia being obsessed with kit kats…. And yah.

(3) All of our French comes directly from French class (which is like, totally boring, and only helps in situations like this). "A tes souhaits" literally means "To your wishes" or "make a wish" like M said, but if you're ever going to say this to a random French person, I recommend saying "A vos souhaits" instead because it's more formal. Canada uses the less formal form because he and Prussia are friends. Also, I believe that France says "Tu n'aime pas" in this chapter. "Tu n'aime pas" means "You don't like it." If I get any French wrong, please forgive me because French isn't exactly my best subject...

Thanks for reading! We highly appreciate it!

~ Xiggy and M

P.S.: Reviews make us happy.