My first topic...party scenes. You don't even understand, okay? I enjoy (contrary to popular belief) spending time with some of the other countries and all, but as an older brother I must look out for my UNDERAGE sister. Unfortunately, she doesn't like to think so. For example, about a month ago...

~Flashback~

Many of the countries were occupying a bar in the Western part of Berlin, having a shockingly great time after a long, tedious meeting. France, Prussia (Who still tags along 99 percent of the time), Spain, and a couple other nations were on the dance floor, while many were occupying bar seats and tables. Switzerland was in the midst of an interesting conversation with Austria and Hungary when he realized Liechtenstein had left. He turned and searched frantically until he saw it. His worst nightmare. His personal version of Hell. One of his biggest fears.

Lilli...was out on the dance floor.

With a drink in her hand.

And Francis and Gilbert dancing sensually alongside her. You could here Austria under his breath go, "Oh gott, no..." But he couldn't quite stop Switzerland from screaming, "LILLI CASANDRA ZWINGLI!" She dropped her drink and huffed, walking over, "Big brother what's wrong?" Aggravation was evident in her voice, which made the venom in Vash's stand out more, "What the hell are you doing." She gazed over to Francis and Gilbert, who both looked a tad bit afraid of what might happen if they get too close. After all, they had dealt with the angered Swiss on more than one occasion, and it is NEVER pretty, "Big Brother, I'm just having a good time. Francis, Gilbert, and I thought it might be fun to..." Switzerland's horrified stare followed with an interruption, "Wait a second, Lilli, you're actually /enjoying/ your time with those psychotic perverts?" Lilli smiled and nodded, "Yes of course! Francis and Gilbert are two of my closest friends! Now, if you don't mind, may I go continue what I was doing?"

Before Vash could even provide a reply, she was back on the floor with the duo, dancing and smiling. At first, Vash somewhat brushed it off and let her have fun, but he began to notice that her movements were a bit fuzzy and the two men were getting a little friendlier. Roderich too noticed, and knowing Lilli was underage-even as a nation-, let the Swissman go, "Just don't make a scene. And don't hurt anyone in the process." Vash jumped out of his chair and ran out to the dance floor, grabbing his sister's arm and pulling her close, "Liechtenstein, have you been...drinking?" She giggled and held onto his shirt, "Big brother I'm having a good time." He couldn't believe it! His baby sister was drunk, plowed, trashed, intoxicated...

Kissing his neck?!

"LILLI! This is inappropriate! I'm your brother for god's sake! I've got to get you to the hotel, now." The Swiss man kept mumbling to himself about how he, 'couldn't believe this happened' and 'she was so young and innocent LOOK AT WHAT THEY DID TO HER'. He bid his goodbyes to his friends and grabbed his car keys. He hadn't hardly touched anything while he was there so he trusted himself to drive the mumbling girl home. He held her bridal style as she giggled and nuzzled her face against his chest then gently, to not startle her, opened the passenger door and sat her in the seat, buckling her up tightly so she wouldn't move around much. He then shut the door and moved to climb into the driving seat before taking off.

Once away from the bar and on the way back to their hotel, he turned and stared at the younger girl. She was practically asleep with her head leaning against the window. He couldn't help but chuckle as he spoke softly,

"I need to make sure we have plenty of ibuprofen in the morning because you, my dear sister, are going to have one /hell/ of a hangover."

~End~

And, she did. I think she learnt her lesson, though. Well then, that not enough proof that not everything is my fault? Just wait...

(I just made up her middle name, FYI. )