A/N: Sorry for such a random chapter last time. Now this one, I hope, will shed some light on it.

I had some confusion on this: The Nyotalia characters are being called their country names and the regular ones are being called by their human names. If you don't recognize a human name, look on the naming chart on my profile. If I don't have it on there, tell me so I can fix it.

Sorry about the short chapter everyone...

Um, it's still Johan's POV.

Bye.

The pipe fell from my mouth and shattered on the ground. I blinked in half amazement, half horror. The entire room watched the probably 20 women and the three judges do their Bollywood routine, then congratulated the countries as the girls quickly left.

I swept the shattered glass under the rug quickly and acted as if nothing had happened.

I watched India stand on the table to talk. He quickly took the microphone Spel handed him.

"Alright everyone, the judges will move around the crowd for the next few hours and observe each of you. Prussia decided to have more than one contest. We're doing the best cohesive group, and best couple. You don't have to be dating for us to stick you together, so be prepared." He said and hopped down.

He went to talk to Spel. She glared at him and moved to our group.

"Hey guys." She said and waved.

"You have a tail." Lovino said and grabbed the black, gray speckled, fake tail that hung from her shorts. She chirped in alarm and smacked his hand away.

I prevented myself from grabbing her right there, and kissing her, because Lovino would have castrated me. Seriously, he threatened me with that.

"Anyways," She said and removed her gloves already and tossed them into Bella's basket. "You guys look awesome. I'm going to go and 'judge' people." She sighed and waved again before walking off.

I swear, she was wiggling her butt as she walked away, making the tail swish back and forth.

Soon, I started looking around the room. The female Nordics were all dressed like zombies, scarily detailed zombies, but still the walking dead.

I was a bit scared by Seborga, Luxembourg, and Hong Kong though. They were mocking Americans, and their "surfer girls". It was good, I had to admit.

I sighed heavily and made my way to the table again. I picked up an alcoholic drink and smiled as I realized that it was German import.

"Are you enjoying this at all?" I looked over at someone who looked surprisingly like Germany. Oh! This was the Ludwig Spel was talking to yesterday. He was dressed as an old Roman warrior- gladiator- thing.

"A little." I said quickly. "Watching people have fun for once is nice." I sighed and took a sip of the beverage in my hand. "It's funny, seeing what people came up with in a twelve hour period."

"It is." He said shortly. We were silent for a few seconds before a boy I learned was Feliciano practically pounced on Ludwig. The German got dragged away before I could even say goodbye.

"Well," I thought out loud. "They're dating." I quickly turned to the food and started eating.

ΞΞΞTIMESKIPΞΞΞ

"Everyone!" I winced at the loud noise from the speakers placed around the room. I looked at India, who was standing on the table again, next to two severely drunk nations. "We've made our, slightly inebriated, decision. The award for best cohesive group costume goes to the male Nordics!" I heard shouts and cheers from that side of the room, quickly stopped by what sounded like someone falling over.

I snickered at that and looked back at India. He made eye contact with me I suddenly felt very nervous.

"And, the best couple in the crowd, would go to the Netherlands. Both of them." He said quickly. Suddenly, I felt my face flush in embarrassment. Why was this even happening? Why did I always get so, for lack of a better word, Uke whenever this kind of stuff happened? "We should have the two share a kiss, shouldn't we?" The room was unresponsive. He shrugged and waved the people off.

The room steadily started to chatter again and Spel quickly climbed down, off the tale to talk to me.

"Hey, we should go back to the house." She said, swaying in her place. Even though I wanted to, I couldn't bring myself to take advantage of her. She wasn't in her right mind, but as she grabbed my wrist and dragged me outside the building, I started feeling a bit more comfortable about it.

She hailed a cab and we both stepped inside. I told the driver where to go, and we go there in about half an hour.

I watched her stumble through the door and figured out how intoxicated she was. I soon lost that care as she tugged me down my the front of my shirt and our lips crashed together. My eyes widened in surprise as her tongue creeped behind my teeth.

She placed my hands on her waist for me and deepened the kiss. Her arms wrapped around my neck and my thumbs were already tugging on her shorts.

"Hey." She murmured though the kiss. "Can we not tell Al?" She asked. My heart skipped a beat and I could only grunt in acknowledgement as I kissed her. I squeezed her butt and heard her squeak quietly. A smirk spread on my face when she let me fully grope her. "Let's go in there." She whispered into my ear as she pointed to the bedroom.