England was currently relaxing in his home with a nice cup of tea enjoying his day off. His current peace was however ruined by an insistent banging on his door. Sighing he got up to open the door and tell whatever git that was out there to go away. He had no intention to deal with America or heaven forbid France on his day off.

Needless to say the Brit was quite surprised to see a red eyed and toothily smirking Romanian on his doorstep. "Romania? What are you doing here?" England questioned.

Grinning he cheerily replied "It's almost Halloween and I needed to get some stuff from the store and I don't want to go alone I came to ask you."

"It's my day off, what makes you think I would go with you?" England said.

"Well, the place I go to is holding a cooking competition to make the worst looking and best tasting food to have with coffee or tea and I thought you might be interested," Romania said smirk never leaving his face. From the look in his eyes Romania knew he had England hook, line, and sinker. After all we all know how England is when it comes to his cooking.

"Let me grab my coat than we'll go," England said running back into the house. Leaving a seemingly plotting Romanian on the doorstep.

After arriving at the store the duo headed their separate ways, England to sign up for the competition and Romania to the costume section presumably to scare some unlucky kids.

For now lets follow Romania. Grinning to himself the mischievous nation went over to the make up section to make himself look creepier and the costume section to make himself look the part. After checking himself and being satisfied he went over to a niche in the wall near the decorations and looked out for any unsuspecting kids. A few minutes past till Romania spotted his first victim, a girl of about 6 years old with her little brother. Waiting for them to get close he readied himself, and when they almost passed him he jumped out making sure to show off his sharp canines and the fake blood courtesy of the prop section. It took a grand total of 23 seconds for the poor kids to run off screaming. This cycle continued for about 15 minutes before Romania decided to check up on England.

What he found was … amusing to say the least. As the so called English gentleman was arguing with what looked like the manager of the store. The dialogue was something like this:

England: You can't eliminate me this easily! The directions specifically said to make it look bad and taste good that is exactly what I did with my scones you wanker!

Manager: Yes, but not only did they look terrible they taste absolutely horrid! Those scones sent our poor judge to the hospital!

Yeah it was something like that, which brings us to the present. At the time Romania arrived the manager saw him and walked over with England.

"You! I was getting complaints about a vampire looking person who was scaring people out of their wits, it must be you! Both of you are to leave and never come back for causing such disturbances." The manager ordered the both of them. This brought a mutter of "Git," from England and a "what can you do" shrug from Romania as they left.

"Bloody git doesn't know anything about food," England muttered when realization hit him. Romania seemed to be to okay with everything and had on a suspicious smile the whole time especially when he looked like a fool during his argument. He turned ready to berate his scheming companion, only to see he wasn't there but running up the street. Quickly sprinting to catch up the angry Englishman shouted at the retreating country, "Romania you bloody wanker!"

Suffice to say England learned to never trust Romania near Halloween.