'JUST FACE IT ARTIE, AMERICAN TV IS BETTER!'

'OH YEAH? THEN HOW DO YOU EXPLAIN HANNAH MONTANNA?'

'WELL, IT'S BETTER THAN LIFE ON MARS!'

'THAT'S ONLY BECAUSE YOU REMADE IT!'

'WELL WE USED MOST OF YOUR PLOTLINE, SO THE BRITISHNESS BROKE IT!'

'WHAT THE HELL? YOU CHANGED THE ENDING COMPLETELY, I MEAN ASTRONAUTS?'

'YEAH, IT MAKES IT AWESOME!'

'NO IT DOESN'T AND WHAT DID YOU DO TO GENE HUNT?'

'IMPROVED HIM!'

France sighed, his comment about Harry Potter being better than Twilight has set the two nations off on one of their 'my house is better than yours' arguements. The two had been through movies 'OH C'MON ARTIE, WE ALL KNOW YOU LOVE SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE!'

football,

'WE ONLY DREW BECAUSE OF GREENS BUTTERFINGERS!'

and comedy.

'WHY ARE SO MANY OF YOU COMEDIANS GAY, TRANSVESTITES OR DRAG QUEENS!'

'You say it like it's a bad thing...'

France decided to shut them both up by kissing England and covering America's mouth with his hand.

Ah, peace at last.

Canada and Prussia sneaking out had only been noticed by a certain, small Italian. However,as he was about to mention this to the others the movie began, diverting his attention. When the plot slowed down for a moment Italy tugged on Germanys arm.

'Veeee~ Doitsu?'

'What is it Feli?'

'Ve~ Matthew and Gilbert have left...'

'What? When?'

'Ve~ about 20minutes ago!'

'WHATDOYOUMENATHEY'!' America yelled.

'Ve...?' Italy hadn't understood a word that had just come out of Americas mouth.

'He asked how that was possible if he was watching them.' England explained, slightly annoyed that he could understand the American.

'WE'VE GOTTA GO FIND THEM!' America leapt out of his seat and stormed out of the cinema. Due to the fact that he was holding America's baby leash England also got dragged out, leaving France to chase after them.

'ALFRED YOU BLOODY GIT STOP!'America twisted around on his baby leash and kicked Englands legs, surprising the island nation. England yelped and fell to the floor, releasing America, who ran out of the cinema and after his brother and Prussia.

'LAPIN!' France cried as England scrambled to his feet and began to chase after America.

'Francis? WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING JUST STANDING HERE? AFTER HIM!' England yelled. France obliged and began running.

'HAHA. YOU'LL NEVER CATCH THE AWESOME HERO, I HAVE SUPER SPEED!'

'ALFRED F. JONES GET YOUR YANKEE ARSE BACK HERE NOW.'

'FUCK YOU, YOU OIL SPILLING TERRORIST HUGGER!'

England stopped in his tracks.

'...terrorist hugger?'

SMACK.

'BLOODY HELL FRANCIS! WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING!' England yelled. France had run into him, as his long hair had blinded him momentarily.

'Sorry! Sorry!' France muttered, annoyed that America had interrupted his date with England.

'It's alright i supp- BOLLOCKS! WE'VE LOST HIM!'

'Oui, we have.'

'You don't seem to bothered about this! The fucker's either gonna get lost, killed or actually find and interrupt Matthew and Gilbert!'

'I'm not too concerned.'

'Why the fuck n... Oh.' England began, but stopped as he noticed the all too familiar look of France's face.

'Fuck Amérique, Mathieu et Prusse, we need some 'us' time.' France muttered in his ear. England blushed but soon composed himself.

'TO MY HOUSE!' He cried, France picked him up bridal style and began to run.

'I-I'msorryabouthisgilbert.' Canada muttered in a giant mush as the two nations walked out of the cinema.

'It's alright Mattie! Besides, this is kinda awesome...'

'Running from our siblings and father figures on a date isn't what I'd call awesome Gil...'

'Yeah, But it's like being in a movie! Some kickass music will starting playing soon and America will slowmo run after us! Then BOOM. FIRE.'

'Boom, fire?' Canada raised an eyebrow questioningly.

'Yeah! That'd be an awesome film!'

'Whatever you say...'

America powered through the streets, determined to find his brother and peel that albino creep off of him. After what happened in the movie theatre he needed to be the hero and defend his innocent little brother! He turned a corner and saw them, just standing there. For once, he decided to be subtle.

'HEYY, I WAS JUST WONDERING WHERE YOU GUYS WENT.' America called, waving at the couple.

'O-oh, hey America... G-gilbirds s-sick so w-we're taking him t-to the V-vet...' Canada randomly lied.

'Oh yeah! Gilbird usually has an awesome immune system, but he's... Allergic to the material the cinema seats are made from...'

'IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE?'

'Yeah, they lack the sufficient bio-quality which his idiosyncratically delicate body requires.' Prussia deliberately used big words to confuse the nation.

'OH, OK. I SHOULD PROBABLY FIND ENGLAND. I SORTA DITCHED HIM.' America wandered off, scratching his head.

'Idiosyncratically delicate body?' Canada asked, arching an eyebrow.

'Yeah, you tend to pick up big words like that round West.'

OMG.

This is late and short! I''m so sorry! please don't hurt me and steal my vital regions! I NEED THEM!

Ok, I have exuses, many many excuses.

The screen fell out of my laptop, repeatedly. I've been busy with Tests, Trips out, Prom, family shizz, Friendship shizz, relationship shizz, -ness.

SRS BEANS GUYS.

BUT, I should be updating more... hopefully.

Also, has anyone heard the English dubs yet?

WTF DID THEY DO TO CHINA? HE SOUNDS SO MANRY!

But, yeah, they're ok...