As usual, I don't own the song or Hetalia.

The sixth thing at Christmas
That's such a pain to me:
Facing my in-laws,

"I-I'm not sure about this, Budapest." Bucharest said as they neared Hungary's house. "She hates me."

"Tch. You'll be fine, 'Charest." Budapest said. She laughed and grabbed his arm. "Isn't it exciting? We're finally going to make our relationship public!"

"If Hungary doesn't kill me first." Bucharest mumbled.

five months of bills,

"HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO PAY THIS ALL OFF?!" Switzerland raged. He had received a HUGE stack of bills, courtesy of Bern, Geneva, Zurich, and Vaduz.

"With money." Bern said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"From the Swiss banks." Zurich added.

Switzerland facepalmed.

I hate those Christmas cards,

"WHY THE HELL DO WE HAVE TO WRITE SO MANY [CENSORED] CHRISTMAS CARDS?!" Scotland yelled angrily.

"My hand feels like it's gonna fall off…" London groaned as he sat, hunched over his desk.

"I… hate…Christmas cards… and England…and Sir Henry Cole …for starting this stupid tradition…" Dublin groaned.

hangovers,

"RUN WEST, RUN!" Prussia said as he drunkenly ran through the streets of Munich.

"I'm-hic- tryingtorunbutIcan'tbecauseI'msodizzy." Germany said, stumbling around. Prussia looked around.

"A pond! Quick, West, into ze pond!" He yelled. He and Germany jumped in…only to find out it was a snow bank, not a pond. The man who was chasing them, caught up.

"Time to pay." He said menacingly.

"Damnyou-hic-Prussia." Germany groaned.

rigging up these lights

"Great. We've rigged up these lights." Naples said.

"So?!" Romano snapped.

"We also have to rig up the lights to these reindeer, because Italy said so." Sicily said, holding up a reindeer-shaped lights.

"WHY'D YOU AGREE TO THAT?!" Romano screeched.

"SO HE WOULD STOP SINGING HIS ODE TO GERMANY!" Naples and Sicily shouted.

"UH! FINE!" Romano shouted.

"I wonder what Rome's doing right now…" Naples grumbled.

and finding a Christmas tree,

"I'm bored, I'm bored, and I'm bored." Maine sang as he skipped through the expanse of trees.

"Maine! Shut up and help me find a tree!" Rhodes Island yelled.

"But I don't wanna!" Maine yelled. "I'd rather be lobster fishing!"

"It's not even lobster season!" Rhodes Island snapped. "So shut up and help me!"

"Fine! How about this one?" Maine said, pointing towards a sickly looking tree.

"Nope." Rhodes Island said.

"This one?" Maine said, pointing towards one with brown-looking needles.

Rhodes Island flicked it, and all the pine needles fell off.

"Nope."

"Okay. This one?" Maine pointed to a perfect looking tree.

Rhodes Island looked at it.

"Seems okay to me…" She said. Just then, a worker came along.

"Sorry, this one's sold." He said, and carried the tree away.

"UH! I GIVE UP!" Maine yelled, and stormed away.

"Well, I guess I'll have to keep looking." Rhodes Island sighed.