Guess who played video games till 5 in the morning? This girl! Guess who's tired as fuck? This girl! ! I'm not the smartest person sometimes..So I went to the carnival yesterday, and we got food there. We also went to a birthday party! I think the fest food made us sick though..So I didn't update yesterday because I couldn't pull my face off the ground long enough to update. Probably shouldn't have played games. Sigh.

Request from marmalade-snow for today's chapter :) Enjoy please!

Canada pounded his fist on the door angrily. They made loud thumping noises and Prussia cringed at every one of them. He pulled Canada's arms behind his back and forced him to step away, shoving him forcefully into a rolling computer chair.

"Birdie! Calm down.." he said, pinning the fuming nation down by his shoulders. Canada struggled harder and started spitting fire.

"When I get out of here, he's dead! Al, too! I'll kill 'em both!" He craned his head up and jutted his body towards the ceiling, "Ya' hear that, England!? I'll kill you, you fucking posh bastard! !" Prussia gaped at the formerly quiet Canadian in front of him. He never knew Canada could get so..mad. He panicked, not wanting to remove his hands from his shoulders, but he had to find a way to get Canada to settle down. Prussia bit his lip and shrugged, leaning forward and pressing his lips to the screaming mans. Instantly, the noise in the room died down, replaced instead with soft moaning squeaks. Prussia felt his face heat up and he pulled away, letting his hair fall over his eyes.

"I didn't know you could get mad like that, Birdie.." he mumbled. Canada grinned cheekily and giggled lightly. Suddenly, his legs were around Prussia's waist. He pulled him forward, slipping from under Prussia's hold on his shoulders and raising his arms around his neck. Prussia blinked and let out one of this little 'o' noises that they always do in the anime. I wouldn't really call it a gasp; it's kind of just a noise.. Canada smiled and moved his mouth so close to Prussia's ear that he could feel his hot breath.

"I think I see the game," he whispered. Prussia sagged a bit, honestly expecting something sexy. "Carry me to it, please?.." Canada looked at him with sad eyes. Momentarily, Prussia wondered how Canada was capable of switching moods so fast. He shrugged it off and wrapped his arms under the Canadian's lithe body, picking him from the chair and dropping him on the other side of the room.

"The things I do for you, Birdie.." he muttered. Canada laughed and threw a nerf dart at him.

England peered down at the ground over the edge of the bed. His eyes were wide and they glinted fearfully. He gripped the mattress tightly in his fingers and swallowed, regretting this decision deeply. America touched him lightly, causing him to jump.

"You okay, Arthur?.." he cooed softly. England backed his butt up and pointed to the ground.

"Do you hear him? I do! He's screaming! SCREAMING! And..he says he's going to kill us both.." England paused and strained his ears. "Hey! He called me a 'posh bastard'!" America couldn't help but laugh. He shimmied forward and leaned over the bed, too, but the noise had stopped.

"Hey..I don't hear anything.. What gives?.." America cocked a curious eyebrow towards England. Their eyes grew wide at the same time, but only America broke into a wide smile. "You don't think-.."

"I can't believe it. Your plan worked. It actually worked," England whispered, rocking back on his haunches. America smacked his arm.

"You act like it's the first time," America snickered. England shot him a glare and crossed his arms. America grabbed his sleeve and started pushing him towards the door. "Go spy on them.. See if you can hear anything.." England grimaced as he clambered off the bed.

"What if I don't /want/ to hear what I might hear?" he whined, scrunching up his face. America laughed.

"Suck it up." He shooed the small nation out the door quietly. England grumbled under his breath as he crept down the stairs, running his hand through his hair nervously. He padded slowly down the hallway, nearing the door with the chair wedged under the knob. England took a deep breath in and leaned in, careful not to actually touch the door. He strained his ear again and waited.

"..-played this before. Do you think it's fun?"

"It's America's. I don't think he would own it if it wasn't fun." There was a light laughter that followed the statement, which England could only assume was from Canada. He frowned. They were just talking. He wasn't sure if he should be relieved of disappointed. England sighed and backed up, accidentally bumping the chair with his hip. He froze, holding his breath and clenching his fist. The room fell silent, and England considered backing away very slowly, when a furious slamming erupted from the door.

"England! Let us out of here right now!" screamed Canada as he rammed his side into the door. There was a scuffling noise and the pounding stopped, but England could still hear Canada struggling.

"America made me do it!" England yelped before running back upstairs. He shut the door behind him and pressed his back into it, terrified. America sat on the bed, his legs folded and a happy smile plastered on his face.

"So?.. How'd it go?..."

"Peachy." England staggered forward and collapsed on the bed, curling into a ball. "It didn't work," he said into the comforter. America nodded.

"Okay. Here's what we'll do now..-" America raised his hand, about to explain, when England cut him off.

"What do you mean 'now'?!"

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Prussia spun in the computer chair, watching Canada closely every time he came into sight. The Canadian sat on the floor, staring intently at the door. He nudged it with his foot continuously, sighing unhappily. Prussia stopped spinning and scooted forward, slipping his arms under Canada's own. He forced him to stand and turn around. Canada scowled at him and crossed his arms. Prussia only laughed and pulled him closer, making him sit on him lap. Canada wrapped his legs around his waist, so he wouldn't fall, and leaned forward, resting his head on Prussia's shoulder.

"I'm bored," he whispered, shifting awkwardly as his glasses got pushed up his nose too far. Prussia purred into his ear, snaking his hands down the Canadian's back. Canada shivered slightly.

"How about we play a game, then?" Canada swallowed and hesitated.

"W-what kind of game?.." Canada's whisper was even fainter as he stuttered. Prussia caught his chin and angled it towards the desk in the corner. He pointed towards a box of Pocky sitting on the edge.

"Why not the Pocky game, ja? It'll be really awesome," he smiled. Canada pressed into Prussia, slightly afraid of Prussia's suggestion.

"O-okay?" Immediately, Prussia stood up and placed Canada in the chair. He snatched the box up and ripped it open, sliding out the package and smiling a slightly devious grin. Canada sunk into the chair and held his hands over his mouth, blushing.

"Come here, Birdie.." cooed Prussia, slipping the chocolate covered stick between his lips. Canada swallowed, leaning forward slightly. Slowly, the two alternated taking bites. Canada gazed up at the Prussian's closed eyes as he neared his lips. He closed his eyes too and waited for Prussia to laugh and snap the Pocky right before his mouth.

But that didn't happen.

Soft lips pressed into Canada's own, slowly working against him. Canada felt himself lean heavily into Prussia, bringing his hands up to hold his cheeks. Prussia smiled and deepened the kiss, licking chocolate from Canada's lower lip. Canada wrapped his legs around Prussia, pulling him against himself. Prussia slipped his hands under the Canadian and lifted him, balancing him slightly on his hips and still managing to kiss him. The two were too busy to notice the open door and a retreating Englishman with the slightest hint of a nosebleed.

Canada pulled away, blushing and panting heavily. Prussia smiled and puffed his chest in pride. He turned around and noticed the open door leading to a dark house filled with candles. Canada climbed down and peeked around the corner, slowly taking tiny steps into the darkness. He looked down and realized he was walking on rose petals. Soft music started playing in the background. Both Prussia and Canada gave each other confused looks.

"Prussia? What's going on?.." whispered the Canadian, tugging Prussia's sleeve. Prussia shook his head and shrugged. He pointed towards the stairs and headed up them, Canada right behind him. He knocked on the door quietly and popped his head inside. Prussia pointed to the ground and smiled at America and England sitting on the bed, looking a bit shocked.

"Um, did we interrupt something?" he said, grinning cheekily. England smacked his face and America sighed.

"Is something wrong?" piped Prussia. America laughed and clapped England on the back.

"You guys are too dense.." he grinned. England just sighed.

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SO CLOSE! I WAS AN HOUR AWAY FROM 48 HOURS OF NO SLEEP. WHYYYYYY. I PASSED OUT BECAUSE I GOT FRIGGIN SICK. NOOOOOO. Anywho.. tell me what you thought please? It's very much appreciated! I love you all! *glomp*

so..don't kill me but.. I'm going to be away from the internet till Tuesday..so..SORRY!

Ciao~!