Half an hour earlier
"China, how old are you?"
China spit out the mouth-full of tea that had been in his mouth into England's face and turned his head to look at America.
"That is not a question you ask somebody Alfred, aru."
"No, it's not a question you ask women, and although you do look like one, you're not. So I can ask you."
"Well, I'm not going to answer, aru."
America turned to France and smiled. "I told you he was too old to remember."
"Oui, it's the Alzheimer's."
"I am not too old to remember, aru!"
"Then how old are you? We don't care if you're way older than us, we're just wondering."
"You'll post it on that 'Facebook', America."
"Shut up, stupid brit."
"I beg your pardon?!"
"Vhy don't ve guess?"
Everyone turned to look at Russia.
"Well, I guess that would work."
"W… wait, what if you guess wrong, aru? Will you leave it alone if all of you guesses once and you're wrong, aru?"
"Sure." England clapped him on the back. "Promise mate."
"I think he needs it in vriting."
"How about just a handshake?" France suggested.
"Fine, aru. If you guys guess wrong, you leave me alone, aru."
"But what if we guess right?" America put his arm around China.
"You won't, aru."
"But what if we do?"
"Then I'll wear a maid's outfit, aru." China rolled his eyes, fully believing that they wouldn't guess his age.
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I'm SO sorry that I didn't update sooner, but I'm sick, and I couldn't think of anything. But here it is. Hopefully the next chapter will be up by… soon. :D
