"This is so strange.." I tried to pull up torture outfit to cover my cleavage, and pull it down in order to prevent my butt from showing... God I wasn't getting anywhere I sighed. But it made me happy to see everyone having a great time.

Well I was a little jealous because -Everyone was wearing cool outfits.. Japan, wore a kimiguru pajama godzilla. I just wanted to hug him! But my outfit prevented me from doing so. America or Alfred was a cowboy, he looked like he was enjoying himself. Italy his grandpapa- I smiled that is sooo sweet No wonder he's popular with the ladies. I almost wanted to hug him but my outfit prevented me from doing so... Germany wore a puppy dog outfit- SOOOOO CUTE! Even though he is scary at times he looks just adorable now!

France was dressing in a fancy tuxedo, a black cape and it looked like he had inserted fangs.. Of course he was a vampire having girls hang from him on the coach.. Sure it bothered me but I know France would wait until high school. He promised that I would be his first. That was his promise I touch my silk red ribbons.

I felt a light tap on my right shoulder and turned my head to see what or who had touched me. I smelled alchol and it suprised me to see.

"Hey, I see your in a maid's outfit- I wonder why~3? " Elizabeth my best friend currently had this sober expression as she grinned at me crazyly. She was wearing a witches outfit.. She looked really sexy, at least I knew I wasn't alone..

"You look sooooooOOOoooOOOOooooooO o cuuute!" I caught her before she hit the ground.

"ELIZABETH! "

So after a whole hour of trying to well... Take care of a sober Elizabeth, we found ourselves talking in the bathroom right next to a porcelain toilet.. Sure some moments a girl would come in a elizabeth would well... Elizabeth is a happy person when she's drunk and she likes to talk so put two and two together to get a flippin awesome four minuet talk-a-thon by the hungarian women. She was pretty good.

Once we were alone she just started to talk again except this time this caught my attention... I smelled her breathe of alchol... My eyes roll back! EWW!

"I see you wanted to impress Arthur.." She looks at me up and down...I couldn't help but blush and snap at the sober elizabeth..

"No! He made me dress like this! I didn't even want to come like this! " I felt like a kid. Turning away from her, with my arms crossed and pout. I heard a snort before a echos of her laughter filled the bathroom stalls.

"He... *snort* Made... *snort* you," She emphasised you taking her index finger and taping my nose before falling back into laughter..

Now this was.. Strange. It was kinda getting on my nerve...

"Hey.." She continued to laugh..

"HEY!" I screamed. She immideatly drew her attention back to me her laughter had dimished..

"..."

"Yeah?"

"What's so funny? why are you laughing? THIS IS NOT FUN TO ME!" I felt tears bringing from my eyes. This was terrible I had to be forced to dress in such a suggestive outfit, be forced by England or we like to call him Arthur, to dress and to attend with him, her friend is now acting weird, throwing up, being drunk, and now she's being laughed at. This was it!

"Seychelles," Hungary softly said..

"England... Has a fetish.."

"well good for fucking him... I hate him..."

"No well it has to do with you..."

Now I emitted whines and cries! WHY THAT JERK!

"Wait... WHAT?" I faced Elizabeth with a puzzled look..

Arthur+fetish=ME?

"What?"

Hungary sighed.. I guess you weren't here in elementray or in Junoir high school.. You see England... He..." She paused giggling..

"Go on!"

"He used to have a great liking to maid outfits... I mean all through middle school he was very commanding. "

We both rolled our eyes...

Yes I see..

"But the thought of a servant was like one of his-" She used marked air quotes with both hands when saying

" Imaginary friends..." Before falling back in laughter-I did giggle a bit. Yes,Arthur was mad- I had seen many many times in the student council room alone, watching him take a break while talking to air... Yep, I knew from then on when he was petting a imaginary Unicorn, and was as giddy as a girl with a crush takling about "how they were real friends..." I couldn't help but laugh..

" So it was like this.." She puts her palm out..

"Arthur has always had a godlike complex and this can lead to very wierd addictions.. Challenging others, being competative, showing he has power," She looks at me and smiles..Creepyly.

"you know one of the few symbols of power that he often relates power to?"

Something just clicked in my head.. I was so stupid to not...

"Wait... Are you-"

"MAIDS! SERVANTS! AND GOD DAMN IT LEASHES! " She pointed her index finger threatening at my collar by *cough* you know who... ( Voldemort? :D )

Seychelles you gotta leave before..before..."" She was becoming more weary as she wobbled for balance.. !

" It gets worse! " She exclaimed.

My jaw dropped. Arthur really was a crazy son of a bitch! ( Sorry Mrs. Kirkland.. Mrs. Kirkland: It's alright he is my son.. )

"What happened here?" We heard another voice echo in the bathroom..