Chapter 4: Martian Chess

"Ve~ what are these colored pyramids?"

"Oh hey, you found my Icehouse set!"

"What the hell's an Icehouse set?"

"It keeps food cold, England. …get it? Anyway. Icehouse was this nineties game that never caught on, but there's all kinds of cool games you can play with the pieces! Like Martian Chess! Italy, want to play, Martian Chess?"

"Ve…I don't know what it is, but let's try it!"

"Hmph, Martian Chess. Think your Martian could teach it to us?"

"Tony's not a—"

"I am not a fucking Martian you fucking limey!"

"America, I told you not to bring your pets to world events!"

"He's not a—"

"Not a fucking pet, fucking limey!"

"Ow! That's it!"

(Prussia sticks his head into the kitchen, where Hungary and Belgium are drinking coffee)

"Hey, there's a fight!"

"Not again…Hungary, do something!"

"Not as awesome as when I fight, but (thunk) ow!"

"I said don't be stupid, Prussia. Bel, don't worry, I've got it."

Chapter 5: Apples to Apples

Round 1: England judges

"Let's see…Fuzzy. Polar bears, Mold, Carpets…Queen Victoria?"

"I'm sorry, aru. It was the best card I had."

"I think China wins—"

"ALfred! Who's bloody judging this round, you or me?"

Round 2: Italy judges

"Ve~ okay, what's Entertaining? Airplanes, Helen Keller…who's that?...anyway, we have Pasta—PASTA WINS!"

"Ah, merci, mon petit frère."

"Italy, you didn't look at all the cards."

"That's okay, Germany. Pasta always wins!"

Round 3: Prussia judges

"And our awesome green card is Scary. We have: The Dark, Ghosts, Hungary, England, An Empty Room…"

"Ten euros I know what he picks."

"You're on, frog!"

"…I gotta go with England."

"Ve~ thanks, Prussia!"

"What?"

"Sorry, Francis. Much as I fear the Frying Pan of Unawesome Death, this one was Italy's."

"Pay up, frog. Wait…since when am I scary?"

Chapter 6: Twister

"My dear Arthur—"

"I'm not your dear anything, frog. And I told you, I don't like that game!"

"But, my friend, is it not the most stimulating of games? Right foot rouge, left hand bleu, right—ow!"

"Keep your hands off me."

"Hey Specs, wanna play Twister?"

"No, thank you, Prussia; I find it undignified and pedestrian."

"Pedestrian? Hey, I drove here! C'mon, Specs—" (thunk)

"Don't. Call. Him. Specs."

A/N

Chapter 4: Looney Labs makes the pyramids...they come in Treehouse and Ice Dice sets now.

Chapter 5: It bugs me when people play Helen Keller as a joke.

Chapter 6: You get the idea.