SuperSailorCharon: Here's the second episode! I do not condone under-aged drinking, but enjoy this funny little tail of Latvia and Sealand unintentionally starting the wildest party in Eastern Europe!

For someone whose human body was only fifteen years old, Latvia was quickly on his way to becoming an alcoholic. He drank often and alone, and always on days when he had faced some sort of harsh punishment from Russia. Why did he always have to say the wrong thing at the wrong time? At least this week, Russia was away at China's house and the Baltics had been trusted to housesit. Latvia could have some peace and quiet away from the large, scary country.

And tonight, he wanted peace and quiet in the form of vodka and lots of it. Often Latvia helped himself to Russia's vodka stash whenever the giant country was away. As long as Latvia replenished Russia's vodka cabinet before he came back, Russia never noticed that the small, terrified country was helping himself to his vodka stash.

Latvia sat in a big chair in front of a roaring fire with a bottle of vodka in his hand. He never wanted to move from this spot and he wanted to enjoy the stillness as long as he possibly could.

Until someone threw the front door open.

"Hello there, Latvia!" A tiny little micro-nation sang out. Little Sealand bounded into the parlor where Latvia sat. The Baltic country sprang up in surprise. Sealand was clad in his usual sailor suit and he had a backpack strapped on his back.

"What are you doing here?" Latvia demanded, nearly dropping his vodka.

"I told you, I was visiting this week, remember? You wanted someone to keep you company while Russia was away, and so I came right over!" Sealand sang.

Dammit. How could Latvia forget that he invited Sealand over? So much for getting drunk and having some peace and quiet.

"Is that vodka you're drinking?" Sealand asked. "Well, I was at England's house, and I raided his liquor cabinet!" Sealand sat the backpack down and pulled out a bottle of rum and a bottle of gin.

Latvia's eyes widened. It's a bad idea to mix your hard liquor, but right now Latvia was too drunk to care. He quickly stumbled to his feet.

"The two of us can have a smashing party with all this liquor! I have always wanted to have a party like in American television shows!" Sealand chirped. "I watch a lot of American TV on the internet you know!"

Latvia wasn't paying attention. A party was the last thing he wanted, but if he was just getting incredibly wasted with Sealand, then what was the worst that could happen?

Sealand screwed the top off the gin and took a swig before making a face.

"That's awful!" Sealand spat.

"You've never drank before, have you?" Latvia asked.

"Nope!" Sealand cried.

"Try the rum," Latvia suggested. "It's a little sweeter."

Sealand took a swig of the rum and immediately decided he liked it much better than the gin. He took a few more deep gulps.

Lithuania came into the parlor and gasped when he saw Sealand and Latvia getting drunk.

"Hello there, Lithuania!" Sealand cried. "Come join us! We're having a party!"

Lithuania was much too stunned for words. He had to call someone. He stepped into the hallway and called up Poland on the phone.

"Poland! What am I going to do?" Lithuania panicked. "Sealand and Latvia are getting very drunk in the parlor and Russia will be coming home from China's house soon! He trusted us to housesit for him!"

"Wait, did you, like, say they were getting drunk?" Poland asked. "Hold on, Liet! I'll, like, be there in a minute!"

Lithuania trembled nervously as he watched Latvia and Sealand polish off the liquor. Estonia had joined them. Lithuania wasn't close with Estonia or Latvia, but he cared enough to make sure that the other two Baltic countries didn't suffer Russia's cruelty.

"I'll go get some more vodka," Latvia volunteered, stumbling to his feet out of the chair. The door flew open and Poland swaggered in to see Estonia and Sealand on the parlor floor with various liquor bottles strewn around the place.

"You totally didn't, like, tell me it was a party!" Poland cried.

"No! Poland! It's not a party!" Lithuania corrected with a tremble. But Poland wasn't having any of it. Latvia returned with another bottle of vodka.

An eerie presence filled Russia's house. The door creaked open and Belarus entered into the parlor.

"Big Brother will kill you when he comes home," Belarus hissed.

Lithuania trembled and handed Belarus a shot glass of vodka. Maybe this would be his chance to impress her. Hopefully he could deal with this mess later before Russia got back.

"Would you like some vodka?" Lithuania offered nervously.

Belarus shot him a dirty look. She did like liquor, though, so she accepted.

A "boing-boing" sound could be heard outside. Ukraine, massive tracts of land and all, found her way into the parlor, too.

"I could hear you from my house. What's going on?" Ukraine asked.

"We're having a party!" Sealand cried. "Join us! There is plenty of liquor for everyone!"

"I love parties!" Ukraine chirped.

Eventually the party got wilder. What started out as Sealand, the Baltics, and Russia's sisters eventually turned into West Europe getting involved. Prussia couldn't resist a party and France just wanted an excuse to hit on Belarus and Ukraine. Germany had to make sure Prussia didn't make a drunken asshole out of himself and naturally Italy tagged along. Hungary heard about this party and dragged Austria to go with her despite his protests.

"Switzy, there's a party at Russia's house," Liechtenstein asked her big brother Switzerland. "Can I go?"

"You're not going." Switzerland said tersely. "There's alcohol at this party and you're too young to be drinking heavily. Parties like that get very rowdy. Besides, Austria will be there and I don't want you talking to him. Now go outside and finish bringing in the laundry.

Liechtenstein sighed. She loved her big brother and knew he meant well, but she wished he wasn't so strict with her sometimes.

Eventually, even America heard about the wild party at Russia's house. Of course, America had to come. He didn't like Russia and tried to avoid his house, but a party was a party.

As the night moved on, most of the countries were unbelievably drunk. Sealand had passed out and was sleeping in a broom closet, but not before he serenaded everyone with a drunken version of his "Marukaite Chikyuu". Ukraine was crying in a corner for no reason. Prussia was swinging from a chandelier. And weirdest of all…Belarus was actually smiling!

"Dude! I wonder where Britain is?" America asked. "Did he not get the invite that there was a wicked party at Russia's house?"

"He must not have shown up because he cannot handle his liquor!" France chuckled. He, Prussia, and Spain were so drunk that the three of them had stripped down to banana hammocks.

Suddenly, England burst through the door.

"Where the hell is Sealand?!" England demanded. "He stole my very best gin and rum!"

"Dude, the kiddo's okay. He's just taking a nap in the broom closet." America said.

"Don't you "dude" me!" England snapped. "I just wanted to turn up a pint tonight at home, and that little wanker stole from me!"

The entire party went dead-silent. Russia and China walked into the house. Everyone who hadn't passed out stared at Russia with widened eyes. The trembling Baltics were even more nervous than ever.

"Oh! You did not say you were throwing me surprise party to welcome me home from China's house!" Russia cried. "Who threw me surprise party?"

"Latvia did!" A tiny drunken voice cried out from the broom closet. Maybe Sealand wasn't passed out after all…

Latvia trembled and quaked as Russia approached the young Baltic and patted him on the head briskly.

"What a nice surprise!" Russia cried. "It is so nice to have everyone at my house, da? Why don't you get more vodka and we can celebrate?"

Latvia heaved a sigh of relief. He walked unsteadily back over to the liquor cabinet. Upon swinging open the cabinet doors his small body went rigid with fear.

"Uh…Russia," Latvia said nervously, "we have no more vodka."

"KOLKOLKOLKOLKOL!"