Me: OMW! THANKS 2p. JessicaIsRealyMe FOR THE WAFFLES AND FOR COMING TO OUR PAAAAARTY! ^o^ And thank you silent readers too!
Erik2: We suck at writing Sweden's accent so use your imaginations! XD
Me: We had wrote this a while ago and we never really thought of posting it as a chapter
Erik: SHU-MY HEAD *Scurries under my bed*
Erik2: LOL! XD
Germany: *Groans* Stupid hangovers
Prussia* So unawesome *Snores*
Germany: How come you don't have a hangover?
France: You drank more than all of us combined!
Erik2: *Shrugs* I'm…Awesome?
Italy: *Starts making Glitter angels on floor* Ve! *Hiccups*
Erik2: That really was an awesome party!
Me: And now for the awesome Chapter!
Prussia: Awesome *Rolls over*
Erik2: *Giggles* Japn got pictures of the whole thing!
Me: OMW! JAAAAAPAAAAAN!
Everyone: SHUT U- OOOH my head…
Japan: Yes?
Erik2: Pictures of sexiness please *u* *Holds out hand*
Japan: *Hands over pictures*
*Several are of France kissing random Nations and people*
Erik2: O/O I didn't know he kissed me!
Me: *Is on the floor laughing* He even got England *Laughs even harder*
Erik2: Laugh any harder and you're going to fart xD
Italy: *Farts pasta*
Erik2: HOLY MOTHER OF RAINBOWS!
Me: I really hope he isn't going to eat that….e_e
"So we grab this giant hero and have him smash the Commie's house!"
"He isn't a 'Commie' anymore, you git!" She looked at the men seated between her: Germany and Canada.
"Gurgle" She looked around and noticed Canada looking sheepishly at her. "Sorry" he mouthed to her. "Hungry?" She whispered. He nodded shyly. Amelia reached into her purple leather jacket and pulled out a bottle of Maple syrup. She passed the bottle to the quiet nation and motioned for him to take it.
"I have plenty more!" She whispered back. Canada ceased his meek protests and drained the contents of the bottle. After the meeting Germany pulled Amelia aside.
"I have some very serious paperwork to do, so I'm going to drop you off at Berwald's house" Amelia titled her head. The name sounded oddly familiar.
"Who's Berwald?" Germany sighed, walking over to the car.
"He's a Nordic Nation" Amelia nodded and happily jumped into the car.
"Bye, Amelia!" Italy called over. Amelia waved bye as the car sped off.
"Where's Feli going?"
"He's going to make Pasta at Romano's house and get drunk on wine with France" He sighed. Amelia muffled her giggles in Maple's soft fur. The car ride was short and sweet. Germany pulled over and smiled at Amelia encouragingly.
"Don't worry. He may seem rough, but he's a good guy" Amelia shook her wings, trying to also shake off her nervousness. Amelia waved bye to Beer loving man as he drove off.
"Might as well go and knock" She said to herself. She walked up to the big door and knocked softly. Amelia hugged Maple tightly as she waited for the owner to arrive.
"Stupid Stripes" She muttered under her breath. He had decided that playing in the freezer would be fun, so he was practically almost frozen to death when Germany had found him in his glass of beer.
"Ne-ever a-again" He had stuttered, half merged in an ice cube. So he was currently wrapped up in a nice blanket in her bed watching 'The Phantom of the Opera'.
~Back at Germany's House~
"NOOO! Don't rip off his mask, you stupid ninny!" Stripes yelled from the bed.
"That is so unawesome!" PrussiaCat pouted as the mask was removed.
"Why are we watching this?" Germouser groaned.
"Meow!" Itabby clung tighter to Germouser as the Phantom flung the girl to the floor. Germouser blushed and continued to watch the movie.
"Now you've pissed him off" Stripes growled as the Phantom in the Tv yelled insults at the young Ballerina.
~Back To Amelia~
The door opened and there standing was the cutest man Amelia had ever seen. In her perspective anyways.
"YOU ARE SO CUTE!" Amelia squealed, launching herself at Sweden. He stumbled a bit, catching the over excited girl. Sweden felt a wave of deja vu hit him.
"…" Amelia continued to cling to him. Obviously not intending to let go any time soon. He sighed, shrugging his shoulders in a 'Eh, what the hell' way. He grabbed the purple teddy bear off the floor and walked inside.
"WOAH! WHO'S THE CHICK?" Denmark shouted over at him. Amelia had an adorable ^-^ face on that Denmark was starting find attractive.
"Amelia" He replied shortly, walking over to the couch.
"Gonna have a little fun?" Denmark said cheekily. Sweden glared at the drunk before plopping down on the couch. Amelia let go and smiled up at the tall Nation.
"Got any scary movies, Sweden?" She grinned. Sweden's mouth switched. Amelia realized that was the equivalent of a grin and gave off her Cheshire Cat Grin.
"Ja" Sweden walked off to retrieve the movie. Amelia looked around the living room, spotting a puffin wandering around.
"Aww" She sighed. Denmark ambled over to her. Amelia rushed over to him when she saw him almost fall over on his face. She caught him just in time.
"Thanks" He smiled gratefully up at her. Amelia smiled.
"You must be Denmark" Denmark threw back his head and laughed loudly.
"You must be that hot chick, Amelia, that Sweden and others have been talking about" Amelia blushed.
"Denmark's drunk again!" Called a thick Finnish accented voice.
"I'm not drunk!" He protested.
"I'll take him" A blonde man with violet eyes offered. Amelia passed him over.
"Are you his girlfriend?" He asked. Amelia blushed bright red.
"No!" She said frantically. He laughed.
"Sorry, he usually brings in random girls from time to time-"
"He's drunk again?" Called out another blonde.
"Hey, Norway!" The other blonde waved.
"You're not another…entertainer…are you?" He looked at Amelia questioningly.
"I don't think she is. She's too nice!" The one with a Finnish accent exclaimed. Amelia stood there, silently watching the Nation's converse. The one named Norway took the drunk blonde away up the stairs to his room.
"So who are you?" The remaining blonde asked.
"I'm Amelia Smith and this is Maple" She chirped, pointing at herself and the stuffed bear.
"Nice to meet you! I'm Finland!" He said, equally as happy.
"SANTA!" Amelia proceeded in glomping him as well. Finland laughed and stumbled back before hugging her back. 'Blueberries' He thought as a disobedient curl went under his nose. Amelia saw Sweden walking over with the movie in his hand, looking at them with his usual emotion void face. Sweden held up the movie for her to see. She squealed and ran over to him.
"YOU GOT ZOMBIE NIGHTMARE? No way, Dude!" Upon hearing the title Finland sprinted out of the living room before you could say 'Pie'.
"Finland" D: She cried after the Nation. "He doesn't like scary movies?" Sweden nodded.
"Oh, okay." Sweden popped in the movie and moved towards the kitchen. He held up a bowl of fresh popcorn.
"Popcorn?"
"What kind of movie would this be if we didn't have popcorn?" Amelia threw her hands up to emphasize her point. Sweden walked over and sat himself on the couch. Amelia innocently snuggled up against him, eyes glued to the horror film. Sweden's face was emotionless, but inside he was grinning and itching to snuggle back. It wasn't everyday that someone, especially a girl, would treat him normally. Usually they stuttered nervously, obviously afraid of him.
The Zombie was stumbling after the poor helpless dog. The dog whimpered, looking up at the ugly rotting face that would probably be the last thing the dog would ever see. He barked one last time as the zombie grabbed the poor pooch.
Amelia watched the events unfold with a horror stricken face. Sweden was lying on his back, legs entangled in with Amelia's. Amelia had her head resting on Sweden's chest and her hands gripping the popcorn bowl.
"You… BASTARDS!" Amelia shouted in rage. Even Sweden felt some anger bubbling up. This exclamation; however, caused the bowl to tip over on Sweden's chest. Sweden tried not to think about the hands wandering over his chest in search for kernel treats.
"EEEEPPP!" Amelia shrieked, burying her face under Sweden's shirt. Sweden let out a small gasp. Sweden tentatively wrapped his arms around the shaking girl in a hug. They lay like that for awhile. Her shivering inside his shirt and him mumbling in her ear that everything would be alright and that it was just a movie. The ending credits had already rolled and the screen went black. Sweden was busy playing with her hair when he felt warm hands trailing across his stomach. Sweden felt a low groan leave him before he could stop it. He blushed deeper when her angelic giggles echoed around the room.
"You're tummy is so soft" She wriggled out of his shirt, him blushing and gaping the whole time.
"Sweden, you okay? You're awfully red" Amelia climbed atop him and felt his forehead.
"And your nose is bleeding"
Sweden blushed further more and quickly wiped at the blood.
"GO, SWEDEN!" this was accompanied by a wolf whistle.
"I new you had it in- BLARGH!" Denmark was then pulled away by the tie by a muttering Norway. Amelia turned away from the retreating pair and blushed when she felt their nose's touch. Giggling, Amelia slipped on Sweden's glasses and adopted a emotionless expression.
"I'm the all powerful-"
"Sweden!" Prussia's voice called out. They both turned to see Prussia standing there with a scowl.
"Hi, Mr. Awesome! Look what I found! The king of cuties!" Amelia squealed, hugging the blushing Nation under her. Prussia's face softened and he smiled at the girl. For some reason the nicknames sounded oddly familiar to both Nation's
"King of cuties? Mr. Awesome?" He asked with a smirk, looking mostly at Sweden. Still blushing, Sweden gently got Amelia off him and stood up. Pieces of left over popcorn falling on the floor. He gave slight nod at both of them.
"I heard they have a discount on beer at the store across from here!" Prussia said with a smirk.
"Cool! Bye, Sweden! See ya' tomorrow!" She gave him a hug and a kiss on cheek. Sweden blushed even more if it is possible. Prussia scooped up the forgotten teddy bear and sent a wink over at Sweden. He watched them run over to the store. A small smile on his face. It was definably going to be worth the pointless bickering if it meant seeing the bubbly girl again.
Erik2: What is up with you and tummy rubs!
Me: I like them T^T I wish someone would give me one…
Erik2: *Giggles* lol
Me: *Looks at sleeping Nations* What do you recommend for their hangovers?
Erik2: TO STARBUCKS!
Me: And what will we do there :D
Erik2: Coffe works to cure hangovers!
Me: Won't they ultra hyper? O.O
Erik2: Oh yeah B)