Me: Haha! Lots of updates!
France: She's on a mission.
Me: Yes! I think I might actually finish the story today…*cries*
France: But it's not over yet! Luna owns nothing but the plot!
~8:10 PM Same Day~
After my outburst I spent a good time in my room. I didn't bother locking the door.
"Yo (Name)! I found a place that sells McDonald's! I didn't know if you wanted anything so I got one of everything! Ha- Hey are you okay?" America sat down on my bed.
"Iggy was right. France is a bastard or a git or whatever…" I said.
America sighed " I guess that's his fucked up way of showing affection.;
"You're not helping…" I said.
"Where the bloody hell is that wanker?" Britain yelled down the hallway.
"That was weird." I said.
"Lassie!" Scotland smiled popping his head in, same as Ireland.
"Poppet! How 'ave you been?" Wales said behind them, coming in.
I smiled "What are you guys doing here?"
"My question exactly." Britain said in the doorway.
"Well isn't it our little brother." Wales laughed ruffling his hair.
"Stop that!" Britain blushed glancing at me.
Scotland caught on " You still smitten for the lass aye Iggy?"
"Shut up, don't call me that!" He blushed more.
"Better hurry, that French git seems to take to her too. Right, love?" Ireland smirked.
I frowned "I wouldn't go out with him even if you burned me at the stake."
"Ouch." They all said together.
"Damn, if France was here-" Britain growled.
"Tout a vous madame." France smiled.
"Dude, you're the last person she wants to see right now." America warned.
"Je suis tres, tres desole ma angelina." France said with puppy eyes.
I walked out into the hallway "I don't wanna see you!"
Sure enough he followed "But-" He blocked my path.
"France move!" I yelled.
"But-" he pouted.
A small crowd of countries came to see the commotion.
Britain pushed his way through the crows and stood in front of "Move you git! I would think when it comes to a lady as special as (Name) , you would have your best manners."
My cheeks heated up "Britain…"
France laughed "Honhonhon vive la difference!"
My nose wrinkled "France go to bed you're drunk."
He frowned and shook his head "Non-"
"I can smell the wine." I said stepping toward him "You miss her."
He smiled " C'est la vie."
I was just about to question him when he leaned in to kiss me. Britain pulled me back in time and punched France in the face. Who in turned dragged him to the ground as he fell.
America quickly lifted me away from the brawl before I got dragged in.
"Woo! Go Jerk Britain!" Sealand cheered.
Sweden pulled him away from the front of the circle.
"Prussia be awesome and do something!" I yelled over the cheers.
He smirked "Since you asked so nicely mein frau. Yo West!"
Germany sighed " Ja."
The brothers went into action. They pushed passed the crowd and separated the two countries. Prussia took the drunk France, and Germany got the furious Brit.
"Unhand me you git!" Britain yelled.
"Honhonhon~" France smiled.
"Don't be mean to Germany!" I scolded.
"I'll be mean to whoever the bloody hell please." He yelled.
"I'm done!" I yelled "Don't kill anyone!"
I went back to my room and slammed the door closed.