'Don't wanna be a Canadian idiot!' America sang beneath me as we drove along the large stretch of road.

Ashleigh and charlotte from the backseat glared at him as he continued to sing along with the radio of his car.

'You're being mean to me again, Alfred.' Canada whispered from the backseat but America didn't stop, so I elbowed him in the chest.

Let me explain how I did this in the car.

Alfred car, although it is big, does not fit 9 people in, it could fit five.

china had been designated the driver so all others had to sit on others laps, I was practically forced onto Americas lap as he pounded into the car as soon as we reached it, Rachel had been asked by Arthur to sit on him and after a fair amount of blushing she clambered onto his lap.

charlotte and Ashleigh were a little harder, charlotte, understandably, does not want to be anywhere near Russia let alone sit next to him so begged to sit on Canada, but after Ashleigh nearly wet herself thinking of the idea of sitting on ''scary'' Russia, charlotte put aside her hate and bounced onto Russia's lap (Hitting him quite hard on the chest yet he didn't stir.), while Ashleigh perched down on Canada whilst blushing profoundly.

'Aww! That hurt!' America whined. 'But not for long! 'cause I'm the he-'

'Shut up, America.' Arthur groaned.

America pouted. 'You're all just jealous.'

'Yes cause we all want to be overweight after eating burgers all the time and doing bugger all except getting on others nerves!' Rachel suddenly burst in, surprising all of us.

America whimpered and suddenly shoved his head into my shoulders.

'Rachel!' I snapped. 'You hurt his feelings!'

'He needs to get over himself.' Rachel blushed, still trying to seem all confident in front of Britain, but the truth is with him she's being all insecure and silly, and totally unlike her (I'll punch her in the boob for it later.)

'Yes well Arthur can't even cook toast and I once thought that was impossible!' I screamed. 'He also has 5 eyebrows! WHAT THE FREAK IS WRONG WITH HIM?!'

Arthur gasped as he slapped his hand to his mouth. 'Payton!'

'Don't bully America.' I poked my tongue out at them.

Ashleigh and charlotte giggled into their hands whilst Rachel just glared at me, while I just stuck my finger up at her.

'Wanker.' She murmured.

'Titty fiddler.' I mumbled and suddenly, was bouncing up and down on America's lap (No innuendo intended) as he laughed uncontrollably, thrusting himself upwards and pushing me too. (Again, no innuendo's intended.)

'That's horrible!' Rachel squealed, using it as an excuse to turn and cuddle into Arthur's chest while I just laughed.

'You're brilliant!' America snorted in laughter, as was everyone else (Minus Rachel) in the car as well by now.

'We're here, aru.' china suddenly spoke up.

'Thanks, dude!' America laughed. 'Let's all get our part-ay on!'

Ashleigh from the back giggled. 'Don't forget your swagger.'

Charlotte laughed and pounded her fist into the air, hitting the car roof hard but she didn't react.

'I'm not getting drunk tonight!' Britain declared. 'It's a bad idea!'

'Aww Iggy!' America cooed. 'You only want to get drunk when France is here.'

Arthur pouted. 'I don't want to be sober and remember everything France does on a night out.'

'My god.' Rachel's eyes bulged. 'Is he as pervy in the magazines and newspapers?'

'Worse.' The five countries muttered simultaneously.

'I'm so sorry, Canada.' Ashleigh giggled. 'You were mostly raised by him.'

'Please,' Canada whispered. 'Call me Mathew.'

'Oh?' She blushed crimson. 'Ok... Mathew.'

'I'm going to barf.' America laughed, pushing me off his lap and out the car, holding my waist though so luckily I didn't fall to the floor instead everyone in the car got a front row seat to the sight of my rear-end.

The sound of giggling instantly sounded.

'Like what you see?' I growled back and they silenced instantly.

'I like this club,' charlotte mumbled as she got out the car. 'They have a karaoke hour every Monday night... and well, guys, its Monday.'

'Damn.' Britain grumbled.

'Omg!' Rachel squealed. 'I love Karaoke; I will kick everyone's arse.'

'Sure thing.' Ashleigh, charlotte and I instantly murmured.

'YOU THINK I WONT?!'

'Pretty much.' Ashleigh giggled as she launched herself out the car and onto the floor; the only thing missing from that jump was a summersault.

'Let's strut our funky shit then.' I winked and grabbed hold of Ashleigh and Charlotte's arm whilst Rachel sprinted around the car and grabbed Ashleigh's other arm.

The four of us then took off, strutting our way to the entrance, flicking our hair side to side and swaying our hips.

'You're going to kill someone.' Arthur muttered. 'All your boney hips are going to take someone's eyes out.'

Rachel turned to him and poked her tongue out while the rest just gulped as our self-consciousness got the better of us... Hang on, why are they self conscious?

Ashleigh's the size of a stick, give or take a few millimetres and Charlotte, well actually Charlotte can be excused after when Ivan ended it with her she went into the frame of mind " was it me?" and "is it my fault, am I not good enought?" etc.

'So since you all invited yourselves along basically I presume you are paying for the drinks.' Charlotte wiggled her eyebrows mischievously.

Ivan shrugged. 'We actually have the money to pay for it so fine...'

'Are you calling us poor?' I gasped.

'No... Wait hang on, yes I am.'

Charlotte snarled. 'You need to shut up, Ivan.'

Ivan turned to Charlotte and gave her a blank expression, but his tone was full on venom. 'I don't feel like you have a right to call me by my first name anymore, Miss Kite after everything that went on between us.'

'You mean, my so-called "cheating" da?'

I turned to Rachel and Ashleigh as Charlotte ripped from our arms and squared up to Russia, no fear in her eyes.

'I wasn't Even pregnant, it was a pregnancy scare as I had as the symptoms except a baby in my stomach... I never feel pregnant, I never cheated!' Charlotte snapped.

How was she not afraid when Russia gave her that look? that horrible look that might cause me a lack of sleep for the next few days...

'Urmm,' Alfred mumbled. 'Should we go in or are we all releasing our sexual tension out here?'

Charlotte turned to him, give her one of her looks, causing all of to whimper or let out a little yelp.

'It's worse than Russia's!' Rachel screamed and placed her head into England neck, as he had moved to stand next to her, while Ashleigh had slowly but surely walked over to China and pretty much jumped onto his back almost.

Which left me all on my own some, except America who slowly but surely was getting closer to me, while I was heading the other direction as he was not the charming boy I met earlier and was actually an arrogant but hilarious fool.

'Tension inside!' I gulped and instantly began running (as best as I could in my heels) towards the entrance of the club.

'Right behind you.' The others called behind me.

So about 7 out of the 9 of us began for the doors, quick march whilst Charlotte and Ivan were shouting and screaming at each other, Russia was slowly and surely beginning to lose his cool as his face went bright red while Charlotte screamed words that should never be heard by children.

'They need to work it out...' Ashleigh muttered. 'How longs it been since the split? 1 year? 2? 3?'

'Let me think... We're 19 and Charlotte and I went on our school trip to Russia at college... So we were 17... two "hooked up" a few months after that then broke apart 7 months later... I'm going to go a year and a half... Maybe' Rachel's face folded into one of confusion whilst Ashlei and I just snickered at her.

'Great deduction, Mr Holmes.' I giggled as we finally reached the line to the club.

'Why are we lining up?' Alfred asked.

Ashleigh frowned. 'Because you have to...'

'But we're countries.' China suddenly spoke up. 'We're very famous and popular... We don't need to wait.'

'Then we'll see you inside.' I rolled my eyes. 'Unlike you "gods" we aren't countries so have to wait.'

'You can be our "plus ones", love!' Arthur grinned and wrapped his arm over Rachel's shoulder, causing her to instantly blush all different shades of red.

'I'm not sure...' She gulped. 'I'd feel guilty to cut infront of all these people who have been waiting for ages...'

'Why?' Alfred asked. 'Do you know them all or something?'

'Its called curtesy, America. I doubt you've heard of it.'

Alfred pouted. 'Ohh! Won't you call me by my real name?!'

'No.' I muttered simply. 'No we're waiting, we have to wait for Charlotte anyway.'

So the countries remained silent, except Canada who was silent anyway all the time.

'There she is...' Rachel suddenly pointed behind us. 'Shes not angry either!'

I turned around generally surprised but immediatly understood when I saw the scene unfold.

Charlotte had tight hold of Russias hand and was holding even though he tried to pull away, Charlotte was crying and saying something but I couldn't hear obviously, when suddenly, taking the entire group of us by surprise, Russia took Charlotte wrist and yanked her up to his height (the different between the two of them is about a foot and a half) and suddenly kissed her hard on the lips.

'Sugar honey ice tea.' I gasped.

'That can only be taken as a make up...' Ashleigh giggled and leaned on Rachel's shoulder as the tree of us watched our short friend as she kissed the guy she loved, even after not seeing him for over a year, she couldn't stop loving him.

'Naww.' The three of us couldn't help but coo while the 4 boys with us just stared at us like we were freaks.

Alfred groaned. 'I don't see what the big deal is.'

Rachel ignored him and elbowed me gently in the stomach. 'I don't see how they went from at each others throat to make up.'

'She probably said something he liked...' I shrugged.

Ashleigh gasped. 'Like the "L" word?'

'Lesbian?' The boys suddenly mumbled, causing all three of us girls to turn and glare at them.

'Not that L word...' We growled simultaneously.

'Lesbians?'

'Right...' Rachel growled. 'I know you stole that joke from somewhere...'

'Its not my fault!' Arthur protested. 'Someone made me do it...'

'Who would make you say a lame joke?'

'I don't know.' Arthur frowned, his big bushy eyebrows creasing and overlapping. (He has five eyebrows! ON ONE SIDE!)

'They're coming over!' Ashleigh gasped. 'Be cool!'

Charlotte and Ivan joined us at that moment and I suddenly felt very awkward and did the first thing that popped into my head.

'Howdy Partner.' I gulped, but suddenly I heard a voice that wasn't my own saying that same phrase at exactly the same time as I.

I turned in confusion and received the exact same look from America, then his face broke into a wide grin. 'You did not just say that at the same time as me!'

I blushed. 'I guess I did.'

'You good girl, I can't believe it, I found myself a cow girl.'

'I bet she'll even ride your pony.' Rachel suddenly grumbled and I gasped loudly blushing harder. 'Not lets all stop flirting and go in the club, I'm all for using country benefits if it gets me in the club.'

The five countries nodded and we all began to walk to the beginning of the line, people gasped and moaned till they realised who had cut them and instantly silenced out of shock, the only sound that could be heard was a few gasps and moans of pleasure (wtf?)

'You know who we are I suppose.' Arthur flashed a winning smile at the bouncer as he was the first to the front, his arms wrapped around Rachel's. 'This is my plus one if you don't mind, is that alright?'

The bouncer himself looked slightly shocked but nodded, who wouldn't be shocked? 5 enormously sexy and famous countries at a simple club in the middle of a scum like city (no offence to anyone who lives in Portsmouth but hey, I live their too so I'm allowed to talk shiz about it.)

One by one the countries walked in, Ashleigh held tightly by Canada, Charlotte obviously by Ivan, but each had to join arms, to be honest I didn't want to join arms with America, not that I don't like the guy, I'm just socially awkward and-

BECAUSE I'M DIFFICULT!

'Plus one?' The bouncer smiled at America as we stepped forward.

'Ye-'

'No!' I snapped. 'I'm here on my own accord.'

The bouncer chuckled. 'I see you've had a fight with your misses, Alfie. I'll leave you be, have a fun night.'

'MISSES!?' I screamed.

'ALFIE?!' America screamed simultaneously.

The bouncer chuckled and just pushed us inside the club as the line now began to got restless and sort of creepy as they wanted to "touch" America, to check if he was real.

The temptation to turn around and say "Oh he's real alright, girls, he's all man." was quite overbearing but I sucked it up as America grabbed my hand and lead me through the packed crowd.

'Where'd the others go?!' I had to scream as the sudden loud music was almost impossible to tall over.

'No! I went to the toilet at the restaurant!'

I laughed. 'Thats not what I said.'

'No! this place does not have a shed! Gosh, Payton, you sure are asking some weird questions!' He screamed.

Humph, it's nice how he can't hear me yet I seem to be able to hear him perfectly, and I've always been told I'm way to loud.

'I think I see Rachel at the bar!' I leaned in closer and shouted into his ear, he instantly stepped back and growled.

'You don't have to yell!' He growled. 'I can hear your strange questions fine?'

'Shut up and come on!' I laughed.

'Cum on what?!'

'Shut up, you dirty little pervert.' I laughed and grabbed his wrist, holding our clenched hands above us as we powered through the packed building, casually dancing awkwardly as we went, shaking our hips and nodding our heads completely out of time to the music.

When we reached the bar, I was happy to that all the others were there, already readying themselves for shots.

'Doing this already are we?!' I laughed, the girls grinned sheepishly at me whilst Arthur handed me and Alfred our own glass.

Oh! Before we drink I must warn Rachel about getting drunk and-

'Now iggy, remember, don't drink to much or it'll be a bad night for everyone.' Alfred snickered.

I turned to him, annoyed he'd stolen my sentence again and nodded at Rachel. 'What he said only with "ginger" instead of iggy.'

Rachel frowned at me and poked her tongue out before tipping her head back and taking the entire shot, which triggered everyone else to do it as well, I took mine fast letting the painful, sickly liquid slither down my throat, letting then a warm sensation run through my body as the alcohol slowly began to work its magic.

'Another!' Arthur declared.

'So it begins...'