It all started when a very, very intoxicated America came bursting through the hard cement wall bellowing, "Oh yeah!"
England glanced up from the newspaper he had been reading and his facial expression turned into one of despair at the sight of the drunk American. Horrified dark green eyes met slightly hazy baby blue ones. "Oh no!" he screeched, making a mad dash towards the door and knocking over a small table in his haste to escape.
"Ennnglaaaaanddd...!" America slurred, swaying on his feet as he began to follow the Brit. A dopey smile crept across his face, proving that he was definitely not sober.
"Go away, you idiot! Y-Y-You're not the Kool-Aid man!" England shouted, streaking up the hard stone steps and into the nearest building, which happened to be France's house, for a safe place to hide from the crazy-ass drunk American. This just goes to show, desperate times call for desperate measures.
A/N: A quick little drabble. XD This isn't UsUk. It's not FrUk either. Anyway, this was just for the lulz. Review if you love the Kool-Aid man!