Canada: uhm...i dont like the way this story is going in writer#2's brain. well uts all depends on writer#1 in the next chappie

Prussia: Dont worry, it has me! therefore its awesome!

Canada: HetaliaShadow does not own Hetalia

Chappie 3

Prussia woke with a groan. He still felt lifeless from yesterday. he vaguely remembered that his brother dragged him home, and felt slightly ashamed that Can-No Matthew saw that. Gilbert wanted to know why he didn't notice how awesome that Canadian was, and how un-awesome Hungary was. The Prussian wanted to know why hadn't he fallen in love with the Canadian first, that's right, he never wore a skirt before.

Woah wait, Canada's a dude! Gilbert sprang out of bed, but then again, does it really matter. Anyway, he was excited because he was going to see Canada. He wondered if Poland was gonna keep his promised and make him crossdress again. That would be lovely. he sighed and fell back asleep, he had time until the party.

Germany groaned. Italy had apparently turned off his alarm clock and since he was up so late. It was already 7:30am. He quickly got up and let out his dogs. As he was feeding his dogs, he was vary of the door behind him getting shut, but nothing happened. What is up with mein bruder these days. All of a sudden the house phone ran, so Ludwig went inside, leaving his dogs outside.

"Uh, hello?" He said into the phone.

"Um, hello Germany. I am calling to...inform you all that...because a knife is being-AHHHH ENGLAND HELP ME AHHH IM GONNA DIE!" America is practically screaming into the phone.

"Ok! I've called down Poland! I can say it just STOP" Ludwig could hear that America was in tears and wondered what the crazy Polak was up to now.

"So, Feliks came over suddenly, is holding a knife to my throat-IS THAT BLOOD ON MY JACKET! oh. its not - Anyway Poland is going to cut my throat out if I don't tell you that that party im holding today is a dress up party. And its perfered that some cross-dress. But Poland will personally call those and help them dress up- GAAAHHH ENGLAND! HAVE YOU COME TO SAAVE ME?" At this point Ludwig facepalmed and hung up. He knew one thing, Poland would never change.

"Ve~ Luddy! Poland invited me over today! So see ya! I felt some pasta in the fridge!" Germany heard Felicicano say before he ran out of the house.

Germnay facepalmed. Well at least he didn't have to cross-dress. But he was very scared about going. He decided it would be the best if he just didn't come. Then the phone began to ring, Germany answered it without looking who called, thinking it was Feli.

"So like, i know you're like thinking about totally not coming, but I'll let you know, Italy is like over at my house now, and he'd be very sad if you didn't come cause he's dressing all pretty for you-DONT YOU LIKE DARE HANG UP!" Germany stood there with his mouth agape, how did Poland know he was going to do that, well he did live at his house at some point, but still.

" Also, from like the time when like Prussia and I were like totally best friend, he told me alot about you that you like don't want everyone to know. So like make sure to dress nicely. Also, like dress up Prussia, red perferrably."

"I dont want to know what he said, and why red?"

"Just like give him a red tie or dress up shirt or like something"

"But why?"

"Because imma like force Canada to wear a red dress. Duhh!"

"Does this have anything to do with the fact that he a oogling Canada yesterday?"

"Like totally. I am so like gonna hook them up tonight."

"Um ok. I dont need to hear more of this."

"Okai, just please wear green. kay-thanks-bye" And so the Polak hung up, leaving the German standing there, the phone in his hand, eyes twitching. Sometimes, he wondered how all the eastern countries put up with him.

"Omg Liet, I am so excited for this party. Oh, by the way, can you like go get Canada for me? Because I'm like afraid if I leave this room, Romanos like gonna go on a rampange." Feliks chattered into the phone. "Oh it's for the party later today at Alfred's. Didn't you get the phone call." Poland could hear Toris's facepalm through the phone. " Like how could you forget that totally awesome phone call. Don't forget to pick up Canada. I gotta go make Romano coaperate. Bye!" The Polak cheerfully hung up.

"Tsk Tsk. What to do with you Romano." Feliks said, circling the Italian.

"Let me fucking go! Damnit! Pony Bastard!" Romano screamed, wriggling in the chair to which he was tied to, clearly unhappy.

"But I'm gonna dress you up."

"No! especially not when Antonio can fucking see it!"

"Eh?" Feliks said, leaning into the others face, his hands on his hips. "But you promised me the other day. Plus, last month you didn't mind." (A/N writer#2: this story is starting to seems like its on crack...oppsie)

"So! I changed my mind! Fucking bastard!"

"Too late for that my dear friend. I think you and Feli should have similar dresses. Pink suits you more, as i've seen from your childhood photos."

"No!" wailed Romano, "Please I dont wanna crossdress. I'd rather wear a suit."

"Jezz, i was like just kidding. If you dont wanna, then your not gonna." Feliks huffed. "But you're still gonna be here with the rest of us."

"What do you mean the rest of us?" Romano grew wary.

"Hungary might bring over Taiwan, Belarus, Ukraine, China, Norway, and Finland."

"How did you get those guys to cooperate." Romano said weakly, hanging his head.

"Because they think it's like going to be fun! Well except for Norway but he's just gonna wear a suit, I just wanted him to come. Also Feli's going to pick up Japan right now and Liet is going to drop off Canada. Oh, what color suit should you wear? Hm..."

In the end, Poland made Feli wear a green dress with a white apron and black laces on the back. China wore one of his traditional dresses, he still claimed its not a dress. Japan also wore traditional robes(A/N whatever theyre called).

Taiwan wore an oriental, short, red dress with black leggings. Hungary wore a black dress that seemed similar to a butterfly. Belarus wore her usual clothing, Ukraine wore a light blue, flowing dress . Norway wore a sailor's suit, and everyone managed to convince Finland to wear a long white gown. Poland himself wore a non-altered traditional dress. Romano was wearing a deep green dress shirt. Canada wearing a figure hugging, tight red dress, which stood out more than he did...

Sweden stood looking at Sealand. "So can Latvia come over for a sleepover? Neither of us are going to the party. Please!" The small nation begged.

"Hm..." Sweden said while thinking. "Sure"

"Yeah! I'm gonna go call Lativia now!" Sealand said and ran off. Sweden turned to Denmark.

"Yeah yeah, I'm ready." Denmark said. He was wearing a red dress shirt which he did not button all the way with a red jacket. Sweden himself wore a dark blue dress shirt with a white and light blue striped tie. (A/N i just had had to...)

Germany sighed and looked at his brother who was passed out on his bed in the basement.

"Hey. Time to get ready for the party." He said, which had no effect. he sighed and said, "Don't you remember?...uhhh...oh yeah... Canada's gonna be there."

"Holy crap are we late?" Prussia jumped up and screamed.

"No. Here's your clothes. Poland requested them so..." He sighed, hading his brother the red dress shirt and pants.

"Feliks, huh? he managed to keep his promise. Awesome."

"What promise?" Ludwig asked, confused.

"Oh nothing." Gilbert said with a smirk, and Germany walked upstairs to change into his requested clothing. "Nothing at all."

"I am happy that Poland did not harm me! The hero! And I hate dressing up." Alfred exclaimed, doing the last minute touched on his house for the party.

"Hey, it's not that bad of an idea. Having a dress-up party sounds quite fun." Arthur remarked, sitting on the table. He was wearing a green dress shirt that made his eyes pop out.

"How can it be fun?." Pouted Alfred, who was wearing a light blue dress shirt.

"You can see the sexy me dressed up nicely."

"Good point there." Alfred remarked, looking at the British guy and blushing.

"You know, dressing up originated from me." they heard Korea talking to Hong Kong, who was ignoring him.

"Hey, are we like going to play 7 minutes in heaven and spin the bottle?" Hong Kong asked America.

"Yeah! Totally!" He said while smiling. The guests have started to arrive.

Russia stood outside facing the cold wind. Life just wasn't fair. First Lithunia, Latvia, and Estonia were taken from him. Not to mention Poland and Prussia got way too friendly with each other in his household before they ran off together. Ukraine would always run away when she saw him, and Belarus just scared him so much. Whenever he tried to talk to anyone they ran away screaming. He just didn't understand why.

But now, the only person left, was being taken away. Yes, most forgot about him, but he loved him, and would not let him be taken.

"Instead of just standing there, why don't you take what's yourrs." General Winter whispered into Ivan's ear.

"I will." he murmered, and started walking toward Alfred's house, knowing someone would be there. He was emiting a purple flame that always burned fear into his enemies.

writer#2: i dont wanna make Russia seems like a bad person, cause he's just misunderstood, that's all...right?...

Sweden: this is m'wife...

Finland:...Please review