i have returned! *epic music* ~dodges bullet! heheh
germany: -.-
prussia: teh fuck did the music come from?
ukraine: ~rolls eyes~ idiot. . . she owns nothing!
Waking up is hard enough, but waking up with a hangover?
"Oh god" France mumbled as he blinked into reality "I think im gonna die" he whispered looking around. He was in a bed with someone, actually he was in a bed with a few someone's. Under normal circumstances this wouldn't be a problem, but now he was in a steady relationship. He looked closely to see he was in lying with Venice, Paris, but thankfully there were all fully clothed. Since they obviously hadn't had sex he did the only thing that came to mind, he poked Venice on the cheek. Her eyes popped open with startling clarity she groaned and sat up.
"France?" she said
"Not so loud!" he whisper hissed at her
"Sorry" she whispered, and then she looked over at Paris sleeping form "did we...?"
"It does not seam so" he whispered, Venice started too looks around the room
"I think were in my hotel," she said after a moment
"Damn straight!" Gilbert crashed into the room, forgetting or not caring that they all had hangovers. Paris jumped up hissed and started cussing in rapid fire French.
"Sorry bra" Prussia whispered "candy I needa talk to you" she nodded and walked out leaving France and Paris to wallow in there hang over.
"Teh fuck happened last night?" she asked him once the door was closed. She could feel her head pounding and the walls were talking to her.
"You all got hammered down at Tony's and made your way here and crashed after you trashed the place" he said smirking "soo frenchy?"
"We did nothing," she said rolling her eyes; Prussia had devoted his life to proving that Venice would end up leaving/cheating on Germany. " Who else is here?" she asked
"Eyebrows and stupid are down the hall with ninja and the witch" he said casually taking her hand and leading her there. He opened the door to reveal her four friends on the bed a tangle of limbs and hair. She closed the door and shook her head, what the hell happened last night?
A few hours later France, Venice, and America were sitting at the table with coffee and crackers. The three of them had the best bounce back out of everyone and were getting over the hangover quick.
"Have you scene italy?" Venice asked at random looking at the people in the room, everyone shook their heads no.
"I'll have to give him a call" she said, "I haven't spoken to him or robe in a while"
"Come to think of it I haven't scene Austria or Hungary since I visited Emily in the hospital" Prussia said
"I haven't scene Seychelles or Victoria" France said "she should have come back to set my house on fire by now" he thought out loud. The questions he was about to get was interrupted when Canada walked into the kitchen and walked to the empty coffee pot.
"Fuck happened to my coffee" he hissed spinning on the people in the room, drinking said coffee.
"Damn" America and Prussia said, not many people have scene Canada before his morning coffee. Canada stalked to the table and sat down after a few seconds his head hit the table, he was asleep. Prussia sneezed a few times rapid fire
"You okay?" France asked, "Do you have a cold"
"I don't care if he has a cold, one a you bitches better make me my coffee for I shove a nuke up someone's ass an start a fucking war" his head hit the table again, the kitchen was quite.
"Prussia"
"Yes?"
"I think you should make his some coffee... Extra maple syrup"
Venice walked into the room with a tray of soup and coffee
"Guys" she whispered and was rewarded with four grunts of acknowledgement, she smiled. She went over to the bed cautiously
"I brought hot liquid," she said and someone hissed at her, oops to loud. She put the tray by the bedside
"I'll leave it here when you guys are ready" she whispered and left the room smiling.
"Vee" Italy said as he blinked into consciousness. His head hurt and his stomach was in rumbles
"Italy!" he heard someone say, he groaned and looked around his surroundings. He was in a small 4-walled concrete room; one of the walls was a bar. There were people in the cell with him; they were looking at him anxiously. He was in a cell with Germany, Victoria, and Spain.
"Where am I?" he said groggy
"In a cell" Spain answered him
"I can see that vee!" he said distressed "where is this cell?" everyone shrugged. Now that he was fully awake he could see everything, Germany was shirtless as was Spain, Victoria's dress could hardly be called a dress. They were all in rags and bruises covered the visible skin, some were old and yellowing but some were blue and purple.
"What happened to you guys?" he said concern in his voice. Everyone's eyes looked away from him.
"Would you like to find out?" a voice said and then Italy was screaming, his body was on fire, he was being burned from the inside out. The pain was like no other he had felt, his screams kept getting louder as his body started to convulse and twist into awkward positions, trying to starve away the pain. Eventually his screams cut off but only because his voice box exploded, he heaved over throwing up blood feeling as thought he would die. Then the pain stopped, his body went numb then relaxed he was still in pain from the after affects but he would be okay. He felt something hit his back and he shot up on his knee's, his body looked as he was screaming something but still no sound came out. he could feel his voice box stitching back together the pain was unbearable. he was finally able to scream again it was horse at first and he hunched over to cough out more blood. finally it was over and he fell onto the floor with a thud breathing heavily and sobbing as he curled himself into a ball
"Ita-" Victoria tried but was cut off as a blue beam came out and hit her pushing her onto the wall, she screamed as fire went threw her veins and pain ran rampant threw her brain. her time was over shortly and she also fell to the floor on her hands on knees painting and swallowing. She knew what she was doing because in a few minutes she was breathing normally again she crawled over to Italy and put his head on her lap as he shook
"Where's the cat?" London asked Venice, everyone had fully recovered from his or her hang over. She sighed
"I took my siesta then when I woke up he was gone, I called Paris and we went to look for him but we couldn't find him"
"He's probably just on a walk its a German cat he'll be fine" London reassured her "so what should we do today?" Venice opened her mouth but there was a consistence banging on her door
"Open up wrust for brains!" an angry Romano yelled from the other side of the door. Venice jumped up and ran to the door throwing it open
"Cugino!" she hugged him and he stiffened before he loosely raped his arms around her
"Hey there bambina" he said, "where have you been? Italy up and disappeared this morning and I woke up alone" he pouted "I haven't talked to spain in the past few day either" he held her tighter for a fraction of a second then he let her go.
"So where's your potato boyfriend?" he asked
She shrugged "out killing I assume" she said, "come in" she said walking back to the kitchen
"Whoa" he stopped short seeing all the people in the kitchen "did you guys have a party?"
"you can call it that," America said
"Why was I not invited?" Romano said quirking an eyebrow up at his cousin.
She shrugged again "we could have another party in a few hours"
"Lets go to the same bar as last night!" London grabbing her cell to make some phone calls America jumped up
"Party!" he yelled everyone joined him in his yelling pulling out there cell phones to call all their friends and invite them to the party
Italy was currently leaning on Spain; he had gotten over his first shock, but didn't get much time to recover. There captor enjoyed watching them scream and shrivel until one of there main systems pop and watching them go threw the pain of the healing process done in under 55 seconds. Italy wasn't the only one who was still in pain; Germany had jumped in the way of one of the attacks meant for Italy and his stomach exploded. His stomach extended and kept getting bigger until it exploded completely covering half of the room in blood. His eyes went wide and his jaw slack as his stomach started to stitch itself back together, re-growing the lost skin and organs. He fell to the ground, refusing to cry he did shiver and shake, coughing blood as his stomach continued to fix its self. He kept quite after that and suffered in silent agony. Everyone now and again they heard foot steps coming toward their cage but no one ever showed up. Except for their captor they were completely alone.
"What are you drinking?" Venice asked Russia, whenever she was drunk and Russia was near it was the only time she wasn't scared as hell to talk to him
"Vodka" he said and that was the answer she was expecting, over the radio "dance with the devil" by Breaking Benjamin came on. Her eyes have lit up
"You like this song da?" he asked her, she nodded closing her eyes and moving her lips silently mouthing the words "Easy to find what's wrong harder to find what's right" Ivan watched this and put down his bottle. He stood up and grabbed her hand pulling her off her chair. He eyes popped open and she looked at him
"As we dance with the devil tonight, Don't you dare look at him in the eye" the band sang and she looked down Ivan raped his hands around her and they started to dance around in a sort of drunken waltz. They danced in circles flowing gently as they moved around there friends
"I believe in you, I can show you that" they spun and she smiled slightly softening into the dance. Ivan smiled down at her she was enjoying he
"Say good bye as we dance with the devil tonight" he whispered her eyes snapped up to meet his "don't you dare look at him in the eyes" she looked down again but continued to smile as they danced. It had always been a dream of hers to dance to this song. He was a great lead strong and sturdy, he could dance. " hold on. Hold on~" dragging out the letters in the so song he continued to sing to her, seeing how much she enjoyed it. They waltzed around the room together both singing
"Say good bye! As we dance with the devil tonight don't you dare look at him in the eyes as we dance with the devil tonight~" there voices matching the harmony of the band as the song drew to a close. And they danced there way back to the bar. Ivan easily slid back into his seat and returned to sipping his vodka as though nothing had happened
"You had fun da?" he asked her and she smiled brightly grabbed her drink and started to walk away. She stopped and turned around hugging him quickly and scampered off to London and Romano who were standing a little way down the bar with shocked eyes. Russia was a hard man and he was not sure why he had just willing danced with her. Maybe because she was cute when she was drunk, or cuz he tried to make friends with the Italy's for a long time. But it was probably because he didn't know how to tell her he overheard a conversation saying that several of the nations closest to her and London had been proclaimed missing.
idc how OOC russia was i've been listening to that song ALL DAMN DAY i had to write it!
germany- ~facepalm~
Lithuaniana-. . . . . . . . . . . . well whatever review please!
me- wtf lite where the hell have you been?
luithuaniana- i dont come in till like the last few chapters
me:. . .oh okay, oh! and the story is starting to come to a close well not really but i think there will be like. . . .7 more chapters. . .anyway my goal is to keep the amount of reviws above the amount of chapters i have
england: help her! review and london will give japan a lap dance next chapter
londom: WHAT?
me:. . . . .*starts writing*