Hello Cat here with another series of oneshots. These are mostly going to be centered around Sealand and his 'uncles'. Most of these will be short and like all of mine are very random.

Today's includes:

Sealand

America

The night before was a blur of scary movies, soda, video games and chocolate. Yes the chocolate, something his Mama normally won't give him on a regular basis was practically thrown at him in large heaps to be devoured at once. The micronation doesn't know how but he had eaten most of it and what he didn't Alfred did. Ah yes America or Uncle Al as he would like to call the older nation when they're together had brought the ton with him. "You ready for some fun tonight, Buddy?" America had asked with a toothy smile and a devilish twinkle in his eyes.

"Yeah!" He nodded rapidly with a wide grin, "Hell yeah!"

"Hey watch your mouth though Dude. Don't want yah learning those words and accidently saying them in front of your Mama."

Sealand nodded, "Iggy taught me that."

"Figures…" America chuckled as he took his hand, proud of himself for teaching the younger that nickname for the much older nation. "Well let me show you something that Iggy would never have showed you." That was at five o'clock the night before. Now at ten am and both are slightly regretting their chocolate induced hangovers. "Uh…way too much chocolate…" Sealand says wiping his stained brown lips.

"But you had fun right, Buddy?" America asks opening one of his eyes noticing both are on the floor of his living room with candy wrappers strewn everywhere.

Suddenly in a flash Sealand pounces on top of him grinning wildly, "Yep…can we do it again sometime Uncle Al?"

Wrapping him in a hug America nods, "Any time little man…but let's not tell your Mama about this one okay?"

"Okay Uncle Al, is there any more chocolate?"

America turns his head slightly before chuckling, "Yep Dude and who has the best chocolate in the world?"

"Belgium."

"Ouch Dude that hurt." America gives a mock pained look before sitting up, "You know how to hit a guy where it hurts."

Sealand can't help but laugh, "Sorry but it's true."

"But it's better than Iggy's right?"

"Hell yeah."

Ruffling Sealand's blonde hair America grins wider, "Damn straight."