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Ch.12 Awwww! Who's the best big brother ever?! Scotland! But Ireland is a close second.

Scotland was lying in bed when Wales and England barged in. They jumped on him whining. He tried shoving them out of his bed but they were latching to him like the little brats they could be. After a five minute battled he gave up.

"What do you two want?!"

"We're bored!"

"Yeah Scottie do something!" Wales chimed both of them looking at him with taunting eyes. They clearly just wanted to bug him.

"Tell us a story Scottie!" England whined.

"Yeah Scottie tell us a story!"

"A good story Scottie!"

"Yeah Scottie one that doesn't suck like France!"

"Scottie make up a story for us!"

"SHUT UP!"

"You're so mean Scottie." England whined playfully.

"Yeah Scottie so mean." Wales whined.

"So you want to hear a story huh?" Scotland growled sitting up.

"One that won't traumatize us." Wales deadpanned. Scotland snorted. He was secretly amused by the two brats latched onto him like leeches. He drew them into his lap locking his legs around theirs were they couldn't escape leaning back on his headboard as they made themselves comfortable smirking up at him. He wrapped his arms around them plan already made. He had one hand resting on each of their stomachs. They paid no mind figuring he was getting comfortable.

"Oh I'll tell you a story alright. Once upon a time…"

"Gay!" England interrupted.

"Shut up." Scotland said pinching him. "As I was saying. There were two brats named Arthur and Dylan." He said using their human names earning a smirk from the pair. "And an older brother named Allistor." He said using his own.

"He sounds gay." Wales said.

"His name screams I can't come out of the closet." England teased making him pinch them both.

"One day the two brats decided to come into Allistor's room and annoy the shit out of him."

"They seem lovely." Wales said smirking.

"Allistor was really tired of the two brats."

"What a grouchy old man." England piped up.

"Soooo Allistor took the two brats who loved to annoy the piss out of him into his lap." Scotland continued squeezing them smiling amused.

"Because he wanted to rape them!" Wales cried.

"Oh the horror!" England yelled.

"No. Allistor knew a way to torture his two brats." Scotland said amused as they snickered to themselves. "So he held them tighter where they couldn't escape like so." He said tightening his grip on them. "And tickled the piss out of them until they apologized!" he yelled tickling their stomachs. They screamed with laughter trying to escape. "No matter what they thought the two brats couldn't escape!" Scotland continued as they thrashed in his arms laughing. Ireland walked in curious of the laughing then grinned. Scotland mock gasped. "But then came in Liam. Who decided to barge his arse into the story!"

"Hey." He said with a laugh.

"Liam decided he was going to hold a grudge for the prank the two brats played on him at breakfast."

"Seems like a reasonable guy." Ireland teased getting closer.

"So he decided to help Allistor tickle the two brats until they got their apologies." Scotland said with a grin. Ireland pounced on them and did so. The two were screaming and laughing for ten minutes before they actually managed to apologize.

"We're sorry!" England cried tossing his head back tears running down his face from laughing so much face bright pink.

"So sorry let us go!" Wales howled. They released them laughing. England and Wales stayed giggling messes until they could calm down and breathe. They looked at the two then at each other.

"You two forgot the ending."

"No we didn't. We said until they apologized."

"You forgot the ending were the two little brothers got revenge!" Wales cried tackling Ireland off the bed. England faced Scotland digging his fingers into his sides.

North walked into Scotland's room confused hearing screeching laughter come from the four. He watched the scene highly amused. The four were so childish. What adults had tickle fights in the middle of one's room? Then again when were any of them adults in their free time? As soon as work was over they were like giant kids running around and harassing each other. Then North remembered something.

"Hey Ireland you might want to hide. I think Prussia figured out you weren't on vacation and he's coming here with a chainsaw." He said and got an ear piercing scream in response. "What did you expect? You're going on a date with his brother. His baby brother as he calls him. The brother he raised and has taken care of all his life. Dating Germany is suicide after what Italy did Prussia is more protective than ever."

"But I'm fixing his broken heart not breaking it even more."

"Try convincing Prussia you won't break it anymore. He's my boyfriend of two weeks now and I can't convince him of shit. He's stubborn and ready to kill you. No matter how many times Germany has tackled him to the ground and beat him for trying to kill you the past few days."

"I just can't wait to date the cutie." Ireland gushed still absent mindedly tickling Wales.

"HA! GAY!" Wales yelled making them all laugh.

"Little shit." Ireland said smirking sending Wales into another round of screeching laughter.

"North! Help me with Scottie!" England yelled.

"Why you little cheater!" Scotland yelled grinning.

"You guys are childish and idiots." North deadpanned. "But so am I. So Scottie pin him down!"

"You're supposed to be helping me!" England screeched.

"Nah. Not after what you pulled on me before breakfast."

"Oh yeah that was funny." England said cackling then shrieked with laughter North pouncing on him.

Twenty minutes later they were all sprawled out on Scotland's bed panting exhausted.

"You see what you two little shits start? I've never been so tired." Scotland said arm over his eyes chuckling.

"That's because you're old." England countered.

"No because you two are like energizer bunnies on crack today." Ireland said laughing.

"You should have seen all the chocolate America sent him." Wales said.

"Did you two eat all that chocolate?"

"Well half. It was a huge shipping crate."

"Dear God no wonder you two are so hyper today!" North yelled laughing.

"I'm limiting their chocolate from now on."

"Good idea."

Long story short that house was a mad house until Wales and England finally crashed from their sugar high.