Kat: Just **** the world sometimes. You know? *stabs dagger into desk*
Pandas: The line above me fills me with fear T.T
Kat: Sorry. I just hate everything right now. -.-'
Pandas: You need a hug, bestie *glomp* I'm sorry
Kat: Maybe you should get off before that dagger ends up somewhere else, da?
Pandas: Sorry, probably wasting time, but off what? Oh wait, you? Sorry T.T

The room was silent for a while, gazes focused on the loveseat containing a flustered England and a certain Frenchman. After recovering from the initial shock, a grin split Hungary's face. "Well, England, is France as good as he said he is in bed?" England's cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red and he started to splutter indignantly.

"I-I haven't-" He managed to get out, before he was interrupted.

"Big brother France, good for you!" Italy congratulated him. He floated over and shook the man's hand, a big smile taking over the majority of his face. "I knew you could do it! Did you take my advice and tell him how you felt? Did you serenade him?"

"Did he what?" England asked, startled.

"So, what were you two doing in the closet, then?" Hungary asked, obviously thinking up unmentionable scenarios.

England decided he had to do something before the conversation could spiral even more out of control. "Be quiet!" he yelled. "I hate the bloody frog! I certainly have no feelings for him like that in the slightest! And nothing happened!"

"Oh?" France asked, somewhat hurt. England froze up, looking at him like a deer in the headlights.

"Well, I-I mean, I don't...I..." England took a deep breath. "I didn't really mean...I mean, I...do...have...feelings." He said, turning away and blushing furiously.

Hungary opened her mouth to tease him, but Germany wasn't having it.

"Enough about everyone's personal lives," Germany barked. "Moving on to the next group. Austria, what have you found?"

The brown haired Austrian turned his head to look at everyone. He cleared his throat before beginning. "First, we explored this room and the kitchen next to us. We couldn't find anything out of the usual, although England found a cabinet of tea and brewed some."

"It was bloody necessary!" said blond cut in. "Nothing else would have cured my headache. Plus, tea is the best thing in the world. It's-"

"Anyway," Austria continued. "We then searched the upper level and split up to inspect the bedrooms. The one I had belonged to a young artist, apparently. There was nothing out of the ordinary, unless you include the overly large... everything. So I went to find Hungary and the others."

"Okay. Now it's my turn," Hungary chirped. "The girl who owned that room was a writing genius! I have some of her work in this binder right here." She held up the writing as proof. "I love the way the boys make out. And then they walk into this bedroom and-"

"You shouldn't be talking about that, aru!" China pinched the bridge of his nose when he saw Japan unconsciously leaning forward. He nudged him with his elbow, and the island nation quickly straightened up and looked down into his lap.

Romano rushed over to Italy and clamped his hands over his younger brother's ears. "Don't ruin my brother's innocence!" Hungary only huffed in annoyance.

"Charming story, oui? Anyway, I was in a home office at the time. Unless computers can turn into zombies, there's no need to worry," France pulled England closer to him. "I had nothing to do, so I went to find mon cher Angleterre." The British nation shifted uncomfortably in his seat, but didn't pull away.

"And now we're back to the closet scene," Hungary said with a smirk.

The traitorous blush returned to England's face. "Really, Hungary. Nothing happened in the closet. Although, w-we've been talking." He reached for France's hand, uncaring of the eyes on them. "A-and we... We decided to pursue a r-relationship together."

Kat: Sorry about earlier, Pandas.
Pandas: Not your fault, you have a reason to be sad.
Kat: Still not an excuse to stab tables and threaten others. T.T
Pandas: It's ok.