"Wooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh! Dude slow down that's like your 5th shot!" Gilbert laughed as Ann and Francis slipped through the door.
"What can I say, Romano pushed me out a third story window! Again! Hahahahahaha!" Antonio laughed, drunk out of it. "Haha! My day sucked too, Ludwig kicked me out again! Hahahahahahaha" Gilbert yelled, evidently, Spain wasn't the only drunk one there. "Again? Geez, that's the 3rd time this month for both of them, this means they'll have to stay with me." Francis said under his breath; "Couldn't they go to their houses?" Ann pointed out.
"Germany is Prussia's home, and Spain... he's Spain. Besides, I am very close with both of them; of course they are a little more fun when they are sober". "Maybe I should go home early then? So you can get them set up at your place?" Ann said, leaning against the wall; Francis leaned over her, "And short-sheet you of myself? Such a thing would be criminal." He sweetly joked. "Heeeeeeeeeeeyyy! Francis! Look Tony, look! It's a France and it looks like he's about to scoooooooore! Fran-cis, Fran-cis" Gilbert yelled as loud as he could, "Wait, wait, Gil that's Antarctica! What's she doing off her giant ice rock?" Spain asked.
France gave an irritated look and went over to his drunk best friends; "Let's sneak out quietly and maybe she won't notice that I'm bringing you two along alright?" Francis whispered in a small huddle of he and the boys. "Awesome plan dude, truly bombastic" (when did Prussia start spending time with Poland?), "I'm in, let's go" Tony said. They unsteadily got up and tiptoed out after Francis and Ann as best as two people with enough combined alcohol in their systems to kill a sewer rat could.
"Alright guys, you stay in here, I'll be back later" Francis said as he shut Gilbert and Antonio into his pent-house apartment. Ann waited patiently outside the door, she wasn't sure she would trust those idiots, especially as drunk as they were, in a house, unattended. "Well, where to?" Francis asked her, the idiots were already passed out on the carpet, "Sorry, but it's getting pretty late, I should be heading home" Ann said quietly. "Alright, I'll walk you" He said, taking her hand "With a car right there?" She asked, walking along, Francis just laughed.
"So how is Emilee? Wilhelm? Micheal?" Francis asked, the nations could have children, but they were usually sickly and sometimes even mortal, to stay out of the way and keep them relatively safe, they were sent to grow up in Antarctica; there were 11 children of nations in Antarctica at the time. "Emilee could be doing better, Julia is faring well though" Ann said, referring to France's two daughters. "Julia is exactly like her mother last I recall, lucky for her she looks like me" Franics explained, Ann giggled and the subject, which could get said very quickly, dropped.
"I don't know why you stay in this dump every time you visit, you are perfectly welcomed at home" Francis offered when they got to her room. "I'll keep that in mind when I want to visit you and your liquor-happy B.F.F.'s next time I'm in town" Ann said, she opened her door and leaned on the door frame. "Goodnight ma cherie" Francis said before kissing Ann's cheek, "Oh come on, I thought you said it would be a crime to short sheet me, at least come in for one drink, since we didn't get to go to a bar." Ann said when Francis started to walk away. Francis smiled to himself and walked in.
