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I sashayed towards a group of men near the stage, carrying their order of Budweiser and other beers. Other costumers were staring, so I flashed them my 'Hollywood' smile- Arthur nicknamed it- and continued on my way.

The table I was waiting had six men that all were leering at me. The closest was about twenty five and his leer was the most sexual. "Hey, hey! What's your name?"

"You can call me Alfred," I smiled sweetly, "And you?"

After smirking at his friends, he replied, "Greg."

"Well, Greg, did you order Budweiser? 'Cause I got three bottles here for you and your friends. Among other things."

"What other things, babe?"

Oh... I was in trouble. I squeaked,"More beer?"

"Sounds like a question to me." He leaned forward, grabbing my chin. "What about... you?"

"Me? What would you want with-"

"I think I'll tie you to the bed," he smirked, interrupting me, "And do nasty things to you."

WHAT? No! Trying to squirm away, I felt a hand on my back. Iggy? Iggy! No... "Watch what you say to him, ja?" Gilbert.

"Eh," Mattie kissed my cheek, "He's much too pretty for the likes of you, eh."

"Ja. Besides, he's ours. We don't like to share, do we?"

"No, eh. Not to mention, you'd be the one tied to the bed if you ever tried," His arms hung loosely around my neck, "I would know, eh."

Greg stared at them with wide eyes, mouth hanging open. "Are you..."

"Lovers? Ja. All three of us." Gilbert moved my head to kiss my lips, "And if you have a problem with that, you should think before you speak." The two led me away.

Later that night, dressed in pj's with Captain America (he's my hero!) printed on them, I turned to my brother and Gilbert, "Hey, thanks, y'all. I didn't know what to do."

Mattie smiled at me shyly, "That was scary, eh..."

"Scary? That was awesome! He's lucky I didn't break his neck like I awesomely can! Besides, everyone knows you're Eyebrow's."

"I-" My phone started ringing. I spun towards it, addressing it in a sharp tone, "-really?"

"Who's ADD? You're ADD, eh!" Mattie giggled uncontrollably, falling with a shriek off the couch.

Stifling my own laughter, I answered the annoying buzzing thing. "Yo! America here! How can I help ya?"

"Can you please answer your phone in a more... professional way?" England snapped over the phone.

"Hey~! Iggy dude! Wuzzup?" Yes, I mess with English just to annoy him.

"Do stop. I was just calling to alert you that the next meeting- next week- will be in New York."

I started laughing, "Really? Dude... that's funny! Nice prank."

"I'm hanging up now."

"No no no, wait! You're serious?"

"Would I joke, America?"

I hung up. Turning to the other nations in the room, I squeaked, "Meeting. Next week. Here."

Prussia voiced my thoughts, paling more than usual. "Shit. That is totally unawesome. You know how France is- he'll go exploring every strip club in the city!"

Mattie promptly fainted.

Hey~! Its me, ya'll! Sorry for taking so long to write this! I've been really busy...