A.N. Since I feel reinvigorated, I'm going to update this story before the others. I know, I know, bad, but I can't help it.
"That activity was a fail, aru," China sighed as he leaned back.
"Mon dieu," France rubbed his forehead, "Yes, it was,"
"How can they fight like this?" England looked forward.
Completely ignoring everyone else's looks between him and France.
"You stupid communist!" America shrieked.
"I've heard that one before, da," Russia tilted his head, "I don't like it, I'm now a capitalist,"
"Once a commie, always a commie!"
Russia hefted his pipe, "I don't like that name,"
They got into a small scuffle, ending up with America being lifted off the ground and slammed against the wall. Metal pipe at his neck.
America glared at him before turning his head, "IGGY! Russia's hurting me! OWIE!"
England slowly got up, then he tapped Russia's shoulder, "Russia, can you put him down?"
"Nyet," Russia glared at America.
"RUSSIA, PUT AMERICA DOWN!" a very tired German accented voice called.
Italy looked around the room, before skipping away, "I know what will help, PASTA!"
China raised some eyebrows in thought, before he stood up and walked over to Russia, "I know what might work,"
"What is that?" Russia turned his head to face the smaller man, "Why should I let little America here down?"
China just rolled up the long ends of his sleeve to reveal his hands before standing on his tippie toes.
And began to tickle Russia under his chin in the scarf region.
Russia did drop America, who landed on the ground with a small thud.
"OWIE!" he complained.
"You will die now, da?" Russia pointed his magic metal pipe of pain at China.
"Ain't happening, commie," America's mood faltered.
"Drop it, Amerika," France stood up.
"I'm surrounded by idiots," England spoke up.
"I haven't actually said much," France complained, astonished.
England glanced at him, "I thought it was obvious that you were an idiot,"
"Want a piece of this?!" America yelled at Russia, pulling out a gun.
China gestured for England to come over.
England then tried to tickle America, who howled with laughter.
"Don't," he gasped, "If you tickle me again, for all of you," America glanced around the room, "It will either lead to kissing or an extreme act of violence,"
"Who'd you kiss?" France quirked his eyebrow at America.
"Um," America turned bright red.
"You look like one of fratello's tomatoes," Italy commented from the kitchen.
"Nobody!" America looked around the room, pretending like nothing had happened. Also avoiding all eye contact with Russia.
"Okay..." England and France met eyes. They were going on papa and mama, I mean papa and papa mode.
"Does anyone know I'm here?" a small voice said.
"What was that?" America looked around, "Was it a bug?"
England raised his eyebrows, "What was what?"
"I didn't hear anything," France commented.
"Da," Russia said.
"Of course," Canada sighed, "I bet nobody knows I'm here,"
"Seriously dudes, I think there's a bug in here?" America looked around.
"Are you scared of bugs, Amerika?" France raised a skeptical eyebrow.
"I've been here the entire time," Canada said absentmindedly.
Japan looked up from where he was cleaning his katana, "Must've been the wind?"
"No! Dude, it was the murderer!"
England groaned, "Are you still going on about that horror movie you watched? Seriously? The Americans these days..."
America pouted, "Whatever," he turned around to where Russia was holding a spider in his face.
"IGGY SAVE ME!"
"What a hero," England replied absentmindedly.
"America-san," Japan stood, and his katana sliced the spider away, "It was just a spider.
"Pasta! Pasta! Pasta!" they heard in the background.
Germany sighed and left to wrangle in Italy.
"ITALIA!"
France frowned, "Mon dieu, what's he on about?"
"He's German, da?" Russia looked at the rest of his allies, very, very closely.
America snorted.
Everyone looked at him and sighed angrily.
"What was that?" Russia took a step forwards.
America involuntarily took a step backwards and fell down on his rear.
"Did you just fall on nothing, aru?" China looked at him.
"No," America's mind raced, "I was checking gravity!"
England and France sighed. Also Canada, but nobody noticed him yet.
"Backwards," Russia continued his advance.
"I'm freaking talented!" America faced him.
"What should we do now?" England sighed.
"We should play..."
A.N. That's a wrap, you wonderful readers!