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The loud doorbell woke me up and caused me to fall from my bed. I groaned in pain, slowly getting up from the ground.

"OI! (F/N), (F/N), (F/N)! COME ON!" a loud shout was heard from the outside, I instantly recognized the voice as my friend's, Alfred, aka America.

"COMING!" I shouted, making sure he could hear, while running as fast as I could towards my front door. I quickly opened said door to reveal my American friend smirking down at me. I sighed.

"What do you want, Alfred?"

"Aw… Is that a way to greet the hero?" he wondered, showing his best puppy eyes.

"I'll repeat myself. What do you want?" I asked, getting a bit annoyed at the loud male.

"The party's today!" Alfred shot.

"So…?"

"What do you mean with that? Why aren't you ready yet?" he blurted, I looked at him purely dumbfounded.

"Alfie, sweetie…" I sighed and pulled him in, making him sit on the sofa. He hummed and directed his gaze to me.

"It's 8am! The party starts at 6pm! There's no need to hurry." I explained as calmly as I could, still annoyed at my violent awakening.

"Of course there is!" he shot, so suddenly that caused me to fall to the ground, again.

"And why is it?" I questioned while getting up, my patience starting to bubble.

"'Cause I need help with the preparations!" he stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the whole wide world.

"Couldn't you ask for someone else's help?" I whined.

"Who?"

"Couldn't you get… Arthur?"

"He can't cook!"

"Yao is a good cook…"

"It'd look like a girl's party!"

"Matthias!?"

"He'd drink everything before the party even started!"

"Roderich…?"

"The party wouldn't look like a party!"

"What about Ludwig?"

"I can't stand that much rules in a party!"

"Ivan?"

"He freaks me out!"

"N-Natalia?"

He just shot me an 'Are you crazy?' look.

"Okay… Sadik."

"He'd set a bomb on my house!"

"Romano?"

"You think the cursing tomato lover guy would help me?"

I bit my lip, knowing he was right. "Ah… Vasch?"

He wouldn't let me use any money!"

"Lili…?"

"Switzerland wouldn't let her."

"Matthew?"

"Who?"

"Forget it! Hmm… Hungary?"

"NO! Leave it, (n/n)! You're the only one who can help me create a party worthy of the hero!" he stated while adopting his hero pose. "Please~?" he pleaded, his hero pose turning into a pair of pleading puppy eyes.

"Fine…" I sighed, openly admitting my defeat. He happily beamed at me. I went upstairs to get dressed.

"By the way, we're going to play SEVEN MINUTES IN HEAVEN!" Alfred informed from downstairs.

"WHAT?"

- Time Skip to the party (brought you by Alfred and his hamburgers) -

It was now 8pm, the party had started about 2 hours ago. I was happily chatting with Mei while sitting on the sofa.

"Gather around everyone, we're going to play 7 MINUTES IN HEAVEN!" a loud voice (*ahem*Alfred*ahem*) boomed through the room. Everyone, except for one person (me), did as told; I kept still on the sofa, hoping he wouldn't remember me.

"I said EVERYONE!" he said, dragging me to the 'circle' of people (if you could call it a circle) and making me sit down.

"Alright, people! Now that everyone's here,… let the game BEGIN!" my dear (annoying), sweet (loud) and favourite (or not) friend, America, announced.