Hey guys! McFishy here! Wow, I'm getting a real inspiration strike… Awesome! Anyways, I'm continuing England's really unusual day, I hope you guys are liking it right now! Because I'm gonna give it a few more chapters. (It was actually supposed to be a one shot, but Moon made of Ink gave me really good ideas!) So thank you! As always, I take requests! I'm listening to an awesome Ouran High School Amv and I'm sure the song'll get stuck in my head for the rest of the day… whoops, it's already over. No joke!
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England glanced around the entire room; it seemed everyone was out cold with some kind of alcohol. He spotted Russia on the other side of the table, reading a black book.
"Oh, good, you're finally up! I was getting worried everyone got alcohol poisoning!" England wearily pointed to the book, stung by a hangover.
"Wuzzat yer readin'?" Russia glanced at the cover.
"Oh, I'm just reading the first book in Twilight!" England immediately screamed and grabbed a Narnia book from his bag. He chucked it at Russia's hand; it knocked the Twilight book out of his grip and smashed through a window. The Narnia book landed perfectly in Russia's grasp.
"Oh, what is this?" He started reading the first page when England started questioning him
"How long 'ave I bin out fer?" Russia answered the questions while reading the book.
"About 10 hours." Russia checked his wrist watch "Its 1:00am right now." He went back to reading. England heard someone walking down the hallway and drunkenly stared at the door, Italy walked in.
"Sorry, had to go to the bathroom." He sat down next to Germany and laid his head down on the table. He clutched the wine bottle in front of him and fell asleep. England hiccupped in confusion (if that's possible).
"Russssia, you got any taxi fer a moneh?" His head swayed a bit. Russia nodded, still reading Narnia.
"I left it in…another coat though." England looked away and whispered.
"Bloody hell… Well, you wanna go get s'm pissa?" (He really said it like that!) Russia shrugged
"I'll be hungry at seven, be patient, go back to sleep." England weirdly frowned.
"I'll go to beddy sleep when my mother tells me to, god frickin' ammit!" Russia looked up and stared at England.
"Ammit?" England glared at him.
"Yeah ya heard me, ammit!" Russia went back to readin and shook his head. England's head smacked the table, causing France to twitch right next to him, mutter something, and resume his slumber.
England, once again woke up. This time he was on the couch, clutching a piece of chalk and a wet rag. He turned to the TV, it was on and working fine. He heard the front door open and America screamed from down the hall.
"Brooooo! I'm home, I brought the burgers and Coke!" 'Oh no!' England thought. He looked in horror as America sat down and placed a burger into the British's lap and handed him a large Coke. England stared at his gifts in horror; he knew it must've been true; it was now only a matter of time. But how will he break it to America?
"Um, America." America responded through a mouthful of food.
"Yeah bro?"
"Do you…want to do an all-nighter?" America nearly choked on his food, England patted his back and supported the American.
"You *cough* kiddin' me, bro? *cough cough* 'Course I would!" He roughly hugged his British brother and patted his head. The duo stayed up until about 3:30 in the morning, America was extremely tired and was acting a bit obnoxious.
"Miiiiiiiiiir!... C'm ooon England, let's getta beeed!" England was fixated on the screen.
"Nope, you agreed with me to stay up all night. No dice." America was sitting like a cat on his side of the couch.
"What?"
"It means no exceptions, no dice" America nodded toward the screen. He then jumped off the couch and started rolling on the floor, he only stop when he hit the couch or the wall. England didn't want to stop him, it was more amusing than Family Guy. After America had rolled down enough to hit his forehead on the couch leg England decided to stop him with foot.
"That's enough you monkey." He teasingly said.
"I'm…tired… Let…me…go…to…bed." America smacked his head on the ground to show that he was done talking. England pushed him with his foot.
"No dice, remember? I'm not letting you go to sleep! Wakey wakey!" America lifted his head and squinted at England, now you could see dark circles start to form under his eyes. England knew he would start to get really angry, he had to be careful. America stood up and sat on the couch L style, with his arms hugging his legs in fetal position. He puckered his lips and narrowed his gaze at the TV.
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The clock now read 4:15, America was silent and if England tried to start a conversation or say something witty America would only growl or grunt. England was starting to get tired as well, he couldn't afford to go to sleep though, or let America fall asleep. He had a plan however, he would start it at precisely 5 to 5:30. For now, the news would probably hold them through an hour and 15 minutes. England was starting to nod off, he slapped himself awake and glanced over at his brother.
He was asleep.
He started to shake him by his shoulder "Bro? Bro! Wake up, I won't let you sleep on me! You promised me!" Like lightning, America launched out his arm and hammered England square in the face. He was launched off the couch onto the wooden floor. He sat up, rubbed his cheek, and stared at America.
"I need my sleep…I'm going to rest. Right. Now!" England sprinted over to America and grabbed him by his collar, he shook him a few times.
"You don't understand, I'm not going to let you go to sleep beca-" America grabbed England by the throat with an iron grip, England let go of his brothers collar and tried to claw off his hands. He was having no effect.
"I. Need. Sleep." America let his head loll, his grip loosed just enough for England to grab a few fingers and pry off his hand. He caught his breath and got another idea. He could let America sleep for two and a half hours, maybe even two and three quarters. The spell would only work under three hours.
"Fine… Be that way, America." He glanced at the clock, it now read 4:20. At 6:50 England would wake him up.
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And scene! This is the last time England wakes up, I promise! I had fun working on the part where he wakes up at the conference room, I don't know why… I've been watching Death Note episodes, every time I see a few I feel like I'm being watched afterwards or something… It's creepy. Anyways, send in your requests! I'd love some! I'd also like some viewers too… I've gotten no reviews either… I'm sad… Well, bye for now I suppose… (No Hasta La Pasta. I feel too down in the dumps now…)
