Sorry, I haven't updated in a while. I was updating "From the Ocean, With Love" and other things and I had to get ready to go California but now I have my story! Enjoy!
Germany wasn't at all surprised to find that he was the first one awake. He also wasn't surprised to Italy sleeping in his bed. However, he was surprised to Luna sitting in bed in between him and Italy. Luna looked down to Germany.
"I'm sorry, Vati," Luna said, adjusting herself in the blanket, "Did I wake you?"
"Nein," Germany prompted himself on his elbow, "I woke up on my own. What are you doing in here?" Luna frowned.
"I had a nightmare." Germany sighed and pulled Luna closer to him.
"What about?" Germany asked as he started to stroke Luna's hair.
"About the plane dropping out of the sky," Germany stopped stroking her hair.
"Why would you dream about that?"
"Because it did, Vati. The plane dropped out of the sky," Germany shot up into the sitting position.
"What?" Germany started checking Luna, "Are you hurt or anything?" Luna gave a tired chuckle.
"Nein, Vati, I'm fine." Germany lied back down. Germany brushed a lock of hair out of Luna's face. "It was strange though, Vati. There was this woman that looked very familiar to me."
"I guess that is very strange," Germany sighed, turning over, "What time is it anyway?"
"It's three in the morning." Germany sighed again and placed his arm over his face.
"Are you going to stay in here?" Luna nodded and got comfortable in the bed.
"What about Italy?" Germany looked over to the sleeping Italy.
"He sleeps in my bed all the time so I'm not concerned," Luna nodded as she listened to Germany, starting to fall asleep.
"Vati," Luna started before she yawned, "Is it possible for nations to die the same way as humans?"
"Is this in correlation to your nightmare?" Germany asked, turning over to her.
"Ja," Germany sighed.
"I don't think all the deaths that humans can have we could die from," Germany yawned, "but I wouldn't worry about it." Luna nodded and closed her eyes.
"Memento mori, ja, Vati?" Luna asked, smiling. Germany chuckled.
"I guess…"
"HA HA HA! By the looks of this, almost everyone that I invited is here!" America laughed.
"You bloody git! When you invite people your stupid parties, they're supposed to come!" England yelled.
"Calm down, mon petit lapin," France said.
"DON'T TELL ME TO CALM DOWN, BLOODY FROG!" Germany sighed.
"It's like a world meeting," Luna looked around and noticed that statement was true. She noticed people from the first day and some she never seen.
"Ve~ Germany!" Italy said, walking up to him, "and sorellina. Have you seen Romano?"
"I think he's with the man with green eyes," Luna said.
"Grazie, sorellina," Italy said then walked away.
"Mr. Germany!" Germany turned to see it was Japan.
"Hello, Japan. You were invited also?"
"Yes, I was," Japan turned to Luna, "Herro, Miss Runa."
"Hello, Mr. Japan."
"HA HA HA! Listen up, everyone!" America yelled. "Me being the hero I am, I was going to just have the party then kick you out but I decided that you all can stay for a week!" Everyone gave a loud groan.
"Aiyah! Now I have to change my flight back to Beijing, aru!" China yelled.
"It's okay, Yao Yao~," Russia said happily, "You'll get home."
"I know I will! And I thought I told you not to call me that, aru!"
"Hey, Lovi~!" Spain said, "Do you want to go out to eat?"
"No, you fuckin' tomato bastard!" Romano yelled. Then Italy walked back over to Germany and Luna.
"Do you want to go get something to eat, Germany?" Italy asked.
"Sure," Germany said then picked up Luna. "Luna, are you hungry?" Luna nodded. "What do you want to eat?"
"Ich will Wurst und Kartoffelpüree zu essen." Luna said in German.
"Well, we have to see if any restaurants serve that."
"What did she say?" Italy asked Germany.
"I want to eat wurst and mashed potatoes," Luna said.
"Well, I guess we can check," Italy said.
"Okay, dudes, let's have a voting session," said America. It was about four in the afternoon and every country that was invited was sitting in America's living room. "Everyone who wants the beach party to happen two days from now, raise your hand." America raised his hand and realized that he was the only one doing it.
"I have a better idea," England said, "Everyone who wants to go home, raise your hand." That's when everyone raised their hand.
"That's harsh, dude," America said.
"Well," Japan started, "perhaps if we have the party tomorrow, everyone can reave earry." Everyone looked around and nodded in agreement.
"Way to go, dude," America said, putting his arm around Japan, "You always seem to be the mn with the plan."
"Prease don't touch me."
"So it's settled: The beach party is tomorrow!" Everyone cheered and started to leave, "But who said that we couldn't have fun today?" Everyone groaned and came back. "What do you guys want to do?"
"Ohonhonhon~" France started, "Let's play 'Spin the bottle'!"
"I 'bj'ct t' th't," said a man with blonde hair and bluish-green eyes.
"Sweden?" America said, "I don't remember inviting you…"
"Y' d'dn't. Y' 'nv't'd m' w'fe," Sweden said. Finland immediately stood up.
"Please stop calling me your wife and we object to playing that because we brought Sealand." Sealand popped up.
"Hi, guys!" The other countries groaned.
"Why the bloody hell would you bring him here?" England yelled.
"Shut up, you jerk!" Sealand yelled.
"But mon lapin," France started, "Finland's not the only who brought a micronation. What about Italy?" Everyone in the room looked at Italy and Germany, who was holding Luna.
"Do we have to play 'Spin-the-bottle'?" Germany asked.
"Oui," France said, "Unless you want to play strip poker. Ohonhonhon~." England then smacked France.
"Wanker," England said, sitting down in the closest chair. Germany sighed and placed Luna on the ground.
"I want you to follow that boy into the next room, understand?"
"Ja, Vati," Luna said and walked into the next room.
"So we meet again, Peter," Luna said. She and Sealand were sitting in a bedroom with two beds in it. They were sitting on opposite beds, staring at each other.
"I thought I said my name was Sealand, S.M.K.," Sealand said, not amused.
"Well, I like calling you Peter," Luna said. "Besides, I was told that calling a nation by their human name was a term of endearment."
"Well, calling a nation by their national name is a sign of respect."
"Psh, I don't respect you." Luna scoffed, "I see you as another little boy." Sealand stood up and walked over to Luna. The boy towered over her, but Luna wasn't scared.
"Remember that I am older than you," Sealand threatened.
"Just because you are at least six years my senior doesn't mean anything." Luna said standing up to face Sealand.
"Don't forget that my nation is more powerful than yours."
"Naturally," Luna smiled, looking up to Sealand. Sealand frowned and poked Luna's forehead.
"Can you stop being a smart aleck?"
"It's not my fault that I'm naturally smart, Peter," and with that, Sealand slammed himself into the bed.
Once again, I apologize for not updating. I'll try my best to update more and as usual, read and review! Hasta la pasta!