I don't own Hetalia. Or the song. Or nyan cat.

The seventh thing a Christmas,
that's such a pain to me:
Charities,

"Ah…such a nice day to be outside." Australia said as he walked down a street overlooking Port Jackson. Suddenly, he heard a bell ring.

"Please donate to the less fortunate?" A man asked.

"No thanks, mate." Australia said. He kept walking. Up ahead, he encountered the same man.

"Donate to the less fortunate?" He asked.

"No thanks." Australia said, a little irritated. Up ahead, the SAME man appeared.

"Donation?" He asked. Australia lost it.

"NO MEANS NO! ARGH!" He screamed and ran away.

facing my in-laws,

"Here goes everything." Bucharest sighed and knocked on the door. The door opened…and a knife flew out.

"Nover!" Budapest shouted. Hungary came out, wielding her frying pan.

"Oh, sorry, Budapest…hello…Butcherest." She said.

"It's Bucharest." Bucharest corrected.

"Whatever. You coming in or not?"

This is going to be one long visit. Bucharest thought.

five months of bills,

"I can pay them off, I can pay them off. It'll be fin- OH SCREW THIS, IT'S NOT OKAY!" Switzerland yelled. Vaduz walked over to a wall and banged his head on hit.

"Hasn't he heard of something called a BANK?" He wondered out loud.

"Clearly not." Bern said.

sending Christmas cards,

"I SWEAR TO GOD, ENGLAND IS SO DEAD!" Wales screamed.

"Urgh…" Edinburgh moaned. "Why?!"

"My hand…" Ireland winced.

ohhh geeez,

"Would you believe it if we told you we thought it was our car?" Prussia asked, still a little intoxicated.

"Nein." The police officer said. You dummkopfs will be spending Christmas in jail."

"Crap." Germany groaned. He had just woken up, with a huge headache. 'I hate hangovers…"

I'm tryin to rig up these lights

"Almost…got it…there!" Romano said. After a REALLY long time, he managed to rig up the reindeer shaped lights.

"Ve~! Romano! Naples! Sicily! I've made PAAAASTA!" Italy sang.

"What the cra-aaaah!" Romano yelled as he lost his footing. He fell...taking the lights with him.

"OW!" Naples screamed. Romano had landed on top of her. "Damn it, Romano, you're so heavy!"

Romano got up, fuming.

"ITALY!" He shouted.

and finding a Christmas tree

"Hm…maybe I can use my Christmas tree-tracking app to help!" New York thought. He whipped out his phone and tapped the app.

"That's a rip-off app." Illinois said, walking up to him. "I got it last year, and all it does is replace all your files with a non-stop nyan cat video."

"No it doesn't do tha- OH MY GAWRSH WHAT THE HECK HAPPENED AND WHY IS THERE A NYAN CAT VIDEO PLAYING?!" New York screamed.

"I told you!" Illinois sang. New York facepalmed.

"I'll do anything- just get rid off it!" He begged.

"Okay!" Illinois said.

New York cheered.

"If…" Illinois continued.

"If…what?" New York asked worried.

"If you admit that Chicago is better the NYC, then yeah, I'll fix your phone."

"Heck no!" New York shouted. Then he looked at his phone. "Oh alright…"

"Say it." Illinois pressed.

"I, William J. Jones, a.k.a New York, declare that-that ChicagoisbetterthatNewYorkCity!" He gasped. "Now fix my phone!"

Illinois smiled evilly.

"About that…" He said. "There is no way to fix it…unless you ask Estonia. TROLL!" He yelled before running off.

"Why you-" New York snarled before running after him.