It was England who noticed that America had an earphone in his left ear. It was also England who pulled it out, accidentally yanking the plug too. England, poised for a lecture, froze as the song's chorus blasted into the room.
Ra Ra Rasputin
Lover of the Russian queen,
There was a cat that really was gone
Ra Ra Rasputin
Russia's greatest love machine-
America stopped fumbling with the buttons of his phone and threw it out the window before the song could get too far.
The whole room was staring at Russia, and said man was wearing a very scary expression.
"Russia… are you… okay… aru?" China took the initiative to poke the Russian, him being the nearest person to him with no fear of death. Russia's quiet, solemn voice somehow managed to reach the ears of the other countries.
"Do you know… how hard it was… to assassinate Rasputin? We fed him cyanide and he was still fine… we shot him and he got back up… we had to bludgeon him… but to make sure we stuffed his remains in a weighted sack and threw him in the nearest river… precautionary measures, da?"
Half the room screamed and ran out as the temperature plummeted, frost crawling at an unnatural speed throughout the room and an eerie 'Kolkolkolkolkolkolkol…" sound filled the air.
"This your fault you bloody wanker! You deal with it, git!"
"I couldn't help it! It's addictive!"
It was entirely Denmark's fault. Okay, part of the blame fell to America, who was once again listening to music, and England, who had apparently forgotten the Rasputin incident and yanked out the earpiece again.
This time, the song was Caramelldansen.
Most nations laughed it off, lightly scolding the blushing American while the rest were giving him an earful. It would have been fine if Denmark hadn't pointed out the fact that the song was Swedish, and asked Sweden what it meant. With every eye on him, increasing the uncomfortable atmosphere past his limit, Sweden pulled his last card.
He put effort into glaring.
Due to the fact that a quarter of the nations fainted, the world meeting was canceled for that day.
This was the first time in a long time China had some alone time with Japan. So Korea suddenly popping out in between them in the lift not only made them scream, but out a bit of a damper on the atmosphere.
Then he started giggling as the first few notes of a song filled the lift.
This was more horrifying than his usually groping, and both had elder nations were now staring at the Korean. Their horror intensified as they recognized the song playing.
Oppan Gangnam style
Gangnam Style
Najeneun ddasarowun in-ganjeogin yeoja Keopi hanjaneui yeoyureul aneun pumgyeok ittneun yeoja Bami omyeon shimjangi ddeugeowojineun yeoja Geureon banjeon ittneun yeoja-
Japan and China screamed and attempted to destroy the lift doors as Korea's hands snaked around their waist and he started singing along.
Naneun sanai Najeneun neomankeum ddasarowun geureon sanai Keopi shik-gido jeone One Shot ddaerineun sanai Bami omyeon shimjangi teojyeobeorineun sanai Geureon sanai…
Sweden could have warned Denmark. He could have. But he didn't want to.
This, was payback for the Caramelldansen incident.
He, quite subtly (not), left a certain news article on the fridge, with the words 'Norwegian duo' underlined in red. Denmark, upon seeing the title, could not help but read further.
Sweden inwardly smiled at the fact his poker face was prefect, as Norway walked through the door, yawning.
"Hey Nor, I didn't know the singers of that song were Norwegian!"
"What song?"
"This one!"
Sweden, feeling the great urge to diabolically laugh, again thanked his poker face as Denmark pulled out his phone and played the song.
Dog goes woof
Cat goes meow
Bird goes tweet and mouse goes squeek
Cow goes moo
Frog goes croak and the elephant goes toot
Ducks say quack and fish go blub and the seal goes ow ow ow ow ow
But theres one sound
That no one knows
What does the fox say?
Ring-ding-ding-ding-dingeringeding! Gering-ding-ding-ding-dingeringeding! Gering-ding-ding-ding-dingeringeding!
What the fox say?
Wa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pow! Wa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pow! Wa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pow!
What the fox say?
Hatee-hatee-hatee-ho! Hatee-hatee-hatee-ho! Hatee-hatee-hatee-ho!
What the fox say?
Joff-tchoff-tchoffo-tchoffo-tchoff! Tchoff-tchoff-tchoffo-tchoffo-tchoff! Joff-tchoff-tchoffo-tchoffo-tchoff!
What the fox say?
Big blue eyes
Pointy nose
Chasing mice and digging holes
Tiny paws
Up the hill
Suddenly youre standing still
Your fur is red
So beautiful
Like an angel in disguise
But if you meet a friendly horse
Will you communicate by mo-o-o-o-orse? mo-o-o-o-orse? mo-o-o-o-orse?
How will you speak to that ho-o-o-o-orse? ho-o-o-o-orse? ho-o-o-o-orse?
What does the fox say?
Jacha-chacha-chacha-chow! Chacha-chacha-chacha-chow! Chacha-chacha-chacha-chow!
What the fox say?
Fraka-kaka-kaka-kaka-kow! Fraka-kaka-kaka-kaka-kow! Fraka-kaka-kaka-kaka-kow!
What the fox say?
A-hee-ahee ha-hee! A-hee-ahee ha-hee! A-hee-ahee ha-hee!
What the fox say?
A-oo-oo-oo-ooo! Woo-oo-oo-ooo!
What does the fox say?
The secret of the fox
Ancient mystery
Somewhere deep in the woods I know youre hiding
What is your sound?
Will we ever know?
Will always be a mystery
What do you say?
Youre my guardian angel
Hiding in the woods
What is your sound? …
-SLAM!-
In all honesty, Sweden was surprised that the song nearly managed to finish in the time it took for Norway to react.
Hmm. Must have still been sleepy.
At least there was enough time for him to move Finland behind the furniture for safety and Iceland had long since dove out the room with his penguin.
The neighbors sighed and shook their heads as the part of the Nordic's residence exploded and a shrill scream penetrated the morning air.
"Those kids sure are lively…"
Italy would have preferred to not use the elevator in block B. But, he forgot he was in block B until the dreaded song started playing.
Everyone knew that this elevator was notorious for playing weird music, from remixes of national anthems and songs each country would rather not be remembered for. Just last week, Japan told Italy that he'd gotten stuck in the elevator with Korea and China when it started playing Gangam style.
Italy shuddered at the thought.
He was in the elevator with Germany and Prussia when one of the worst possible songs to have played there, played.
Lady Gaga's 'Scheiße'.
Germany and Prussia were particular with their language. If you were trying to learn it when you got it wrong, they'ed correct you. If you outright said it wrong without any care, you were told either to learn it or to not use it.
But Germany and Prussia had little tolerance for this song.
Italy covered his ears and backed away from the brothers when their conversation abruptly ceased, Scheiße's lyrics filling in the sudden silence. Both pulled out a gun and shot the two speakers, before resuming their conversation.
Italy sighed in relieved and was ready to intervene in their conversation with a cry of Ve~ and 'let's eat pasta later' when to his his horror the sputtering speaker resumed blaring music.
The elevator dinged and Switzerland looked up from his files, ceasing the argument with Hungary when he saw the German brothers and heard the song.
"Die Schwiez, a good gun please."
"Hungary, I want my awesome spear back."
Italy bolted out of there before they destroyed the lift.