"Damn, you guessed it." Netherlands grinned as he took a shot of the gin. He shook his head and grinned at the others around the table. His enemy England there too, far more gone than Netherlands himself. The nations were playing 'Two Truths One Lie' at Korea's place.

Maarten saw England staring at him and he frowned at him then coughed and spoke up, "What are you looking at, Eyebrows?" He questioned the man sitting opposite of him.

Arthur shrugged, "I was just thinking about our pirate days, you know… How it ended and such."

The Netherlands blinked at this and shrugged looking at his glass as it was filled again, he didn't bother to look at the person who filled it just merely mumbled a 'thank you'. "Yeah, those were the good times." Netherlands also didn't bother to listen to the truths and lies anymore and just took a shot for the heck of it. "You and me Dutchy… We could rule the world, you know." A smirk appeared on the Brit's lips. A smirk Netherlands hadn't seen in centuries. Maarten couldn't help but smirk as well and nodded. "Ja, you're right… If we work together we could indeed rule the world…" He then sighed and frowned, thinking about it. "But if you're serious about this… We need allies, we can't do it with only the two of us." Arthur nodded, taking a shot himself. "Yes, you're right," he looked around the table and stood up, gesturing for the Dutchman to follow him, "Let's talk somewhere a little more private."

Netherlands nodded and followed after the Brit.

They walked into the kitchen and Maarten leaned against the counter, crossing his arms over his chest. England stood opposite of him, "Let's talk business…"