*Ring Ring* *Ring Ring*

Slovenia looked up from her book and walked over to the phone, answering it.

"Hello?"

"Hola Milena! I was wondering if you wanted to come to my party Saturday night?"

"Uh sure Antonio! What time should I show up?"

"Eight o'clock"

"Alright I'll see you then!"

"Bye!"

A soft click let Slovenia know that Spain had hung up. She went back to her seat and thought about it. A party huh? I've never really been to a party… I wonder what it'll be like and who's going to be there… It sounds like fun though!

She felt a twinge of excitement. This was going to be a lot of fun!

It seemed to only be a blink of an eye before Saturday had arrived at last. When Slovenia pulled up to Spain's house she noticed that there was more people there than she had expected. Hesitantly she walked up to the door and knocked.

"Milena! So glad you could make it!" Antonio grabbed her hand and pulled her in. "Let me show you around" He put his arm around her shoulder and led her through a tour of the house. It was quite a big house and Milena could easily imagine getting lost in it. Once she had seen the whole house she and Spain settled onto the couch.

"There are so many people here…" Slovenia was looking around. There were a lot of big countries and she didn't see anyone that she really knew.

Antonio gazed around "I guess it was a pretty good turnout. Do you want something to drink?"

"Um sure!" Spain got up from the couch and disappeared into the crowd of people.

Slovenia wasn't alone on the couch for long before France sat down next to her.

"Why hello Slovenia how are you this fine evening?" He was sitting at an uncomfortably close distance and Slovenia felt a hand gently touch her knee.

"Um I'm doing good what about you France?" She felt frozen to the spot, too shocked to move away from him and his slowly rising hand. Her eyes were wide and her face was as red as a tomato.

"I'm doing well thank you for asking." With the hand that wasn't on Slovenia's leg France tipped her chin so her face was inches away from his. "You know you have beautiful eyes." He leaned in closer to her.

"Ahem" France stopped moving closer to Slovenia and gazed sideways at an angry looking Spain. "Oh hello Spain. I was just having a friendly conversation with Slovenia"

Spain was clearly furious with France but was trying to keep his calm "France… may I speak with you in private?"

He gave a sigh "I guess so." France winked at Slovenia before walking off with Spain.

Slovenia watched Spain drag France away as she tried to comprehend what just happened. She thought it over as she took sips of the punch that Antonio had left on the table for her. It tastes a little funny but she figured it was just the type of punch or something.

Milena looked up and noticed a familiar face "Hey England! Over here!"

Arthur glanced behind him and smiled as his eyes rested on Slovenia. He made his way over to her and sat beside her. "Hi Milena I didn't know you were here too"

"I haven't been here very long. I wasn't expecting to see you here. I'm glad that I did though it's nice to see another one of my friends."

"I'm glad too. It's always a pleasure to have you around."

Arthur and Milena chatted together for a while. Milena was drinking quite a bit of punch but Arthur kept saying he wasn't thirsty. Truth is something about the punch seemed oddly familiar in a bad way so he decided to stay away from it.

Slovenia leaned her head onto England's shoulder "Arthur my head feels funny and I dunno why but I feel like really happy all of a sudden I should go dance or something do you wanna dance with me it'll be fun"

England looked at her strange for a second before realizing that there was alcohol in the punch. He frowned and wrapped his arm around her gently "Let's just sit here okay?" Slovenia agreed and started babbling on about something while England debated whether or not he should drive her home.

Spain reappeared shortly after England came to the realization that Slovenia was drunk. It wasn't long before Spain also realized Slovenia's state. They both did their best to make sure that she didn't get into any trouble or anything.

Soon they realized that it was getting pretty late. England offered to give Slovenia a ride home but Spain insisted on having her spend the night there. In the end England ended up giving up and going home as Spain carried the highly intoxicated Slovenia to the spare bedroom. She ended up falling asleep in his arms before he laid her down on the soft silk sheets. A small smile crossed Spain's face and he gently kissed her forehead.

"Goodnight Milena."