A/N This is Epic bringing you USUK because someone was going to die if we didn't sooooooo...

"Well, now that we've moved past the prize chapter-"

"That was fucking exhausting," complained Romano, who hadn't done anything.

"-let's go to the next pairing- couple- I mean..." Hungary huffed and glared angrily at Romano, as if it was his fault. "Whatever. Who's going next?

"I NEED TO FIND AMERICA," shouted England, jumping from his seat. "THIS IS THE SECOND TIME RUSSIA'S BLOODY SCARF HAS ATTACKED HIM. WHAT IF HE DIES?"

Romano snorted. "Who the fuck cares. I mean seriously."

"Yeah, who cares?!" yelled Spain, who hadn't heard a word that had been said but was automatically agreeing with Romano.

England glared at Spain, remembering his pirate days. Spain turned and stared back at England, smiling goofily. England's expression turned confused, then suddenly enlightened. He glanced underneath the table and saw that Spain and Romano were holding hands. Of course. Spain was impervious to all attacks when he was holding Romano's hand.

England rolled his eyes and ran quickly from the room, meaning that he missed what happened next:

Hungary shrugged once England was out of earshot. "Someone grab a machine gun because England just volunteered himself and America."

"He did?" asked Finland. "I didn't hear him."

"I did," Sealand said. "WANKER."

"He totally did," repeated Hungary.

"That's what I heard also," agreed France.

"Myself as well." said Japan.

"Someone asked for a machine gun...?" asked Switzerland, popping up beside Hungary.

"SWITZERLAND!" yelled Austria. "NO GUNS ALLOWED."

"I missed that memo...?" Romano said offhandedly.

"BECAUSE YOU'RE STUPID," yelled Mexico suddenly.

"STOP TALKING ABOUT YOURSELF," Romano yelled back, waving his gun around frantically.

"Romanito, put the gun down please. You might shoot yourself."

"I MIGHT SHOOT YO- Oh, it's you." Romano handed over his gun and allowed Spain to pull him back down to his seat, grumbling and blushing as Spain twined his own fingers with Romano's.

Everyone stared fixedly at Spain and Romano until England ran back into the room, carrying a large sword and dragging America by the hand behind him.

"Russia," England said somberly. "Your scarf... is dead.

"I call playing the pocky game with America after you~!" Russia replied, smiling his evil/happy smile.

"Okay," England said immediately. "WAIT, WHAT?! I'm not playing the pocky game with stupid America-"

Suddenly America yanked England around and used his best uke face. "Pwease...?" he asked. England melted into a little puddle on the floor, then un-melted and took a deep breath.

"O-okay, fine..." England sighed and, blushing, moved to the middle of the room, pulling America behind him.

"Fucking United States," muttered Romano under his breath.

"Hey, that's a good one!" said Spain, holding out his hand for a high-five. Romano turned red, then high-fived him.

"Anyway, let's ignore the Spamano because Japan's filming it anyway... Let's all focus on England and America because they're better live than on film."

"I beg to differ," said Mexico, smirking.

"WHAT FLAVOR SHOULD WE HAVE?!" America suddenly hollered.

"HOW ABOUT GREEN TEA." said England.

"JUST BECAUSE IT HAS TEA IN THE NAME?!"

"YES."

England reached out and grabbed the pack of green tea flavored pocky. "HERE." he shouted. He opened the package, grabbed a pocky, then poked it at America's face, accidentally poking him in the eye.

"OW!" shouted America.

"I'm sorry! Let me try again." He reached out and poked America in the cheek, breaking the pocky cleanly in two.

"Iggy, let me do iiiiiiiiiit!" America whined.

"Don't call me Iggy!" said England angrily, stabbing America on purpose this time.

"Ow! Iggyyyyyyyy!" America grabbed the package of pocky and pulled one out, then stabbed England in the nose.

"Ow! Bloody hell!"

"Hah! Serves you right!" America crowed. England grabbed the package back and stabbed America in the face again, and America returned the favor again. Then England did, then America, then England, then America, and then all the pocky was gone.

Hungary stared at them for a moment, then allowed her head to drop onto the table. "You guys are such fucking dumbasses."

"I know right," agreed Spain.

"Literally shut up," said Hungary. "You're worse."

Spain threw his hands in the air in celebration, then held out his hand for another high-five from Romano, who accidentally high-fived Spain's face.

Hungary took a deep breath and pulled her head back off of the table. "Okay, England, America... Let's try this again."

"Try what again?" America said with a pout. "I ain't doing anything with Iggy ever again!"

"H-hey!" England said, turning furiously toward America. "I was about to say that! Take it back so that I can say it first!"

"No! I said it first, it's too late for you to say it first!"

"But I wanted to say it first!"

"Too bad, bitch!"

"Wh... What did you just call me?"

"A stupid bitch!"

"You arsehole!"

"You... You... Boston Tea Party!"

Everyone in the room gasped as England's face went deathly pale, causing his eyebrows to look like completely separate entities from himself.

"You... How could you..." England said quietly.

"I... No, Iggy, I didn't mean it."

"Oh, you certainly did mean it! You... You..."

"Wanker!" cried Sealand helpfully.

"YOU WANKER!" England turned and stormed from the room, America following after him with an anxious look on his face.

"IGGY, COME BACK!"

"NEVER, I'M LEAVING YOU FOREVER!"

Mexico suddenly stood up and threw her machete, cutting some of the hair off of England's head. "You're even worse than Romano and that stupid Spaniard."

"She's right, you know," agreed Spain. The agreeing tactic had worked with Romano, so he figured he might as well try it with Mexico.

"Shut up, Spain. No one cares what you say."

"MEXICO I WILL KILL YOU!" Romano yelled, jumping to his feet.

"NOT IF I LEAVE BECAUSE OF AMERICA AND ENGLAND. BECAUSE THEY'RE STUPID."

"NOT COOL, MEXICO." hollered America. He suddenly reached out and grabbed England's arm, then whirled him around and kissed him full on the mouth.

"HOLY SHIT. JAPAN, GRAB YOUR CAMERA." Hungary shouted, whirling around. "THIS IS SOME GOOD STUFF."

"I'm right there," Japan said, putting on smart-person glasses and whirling around in his seat. He had this cool camera set up that both videoed and took pictures. He clicked the button that played videos and continuously pressed the button that took pictures.

Everyone in the room watched as America and England's kiss deepened until America was dipping England so that the other's hair was gently brushing the ground.

"Ve, Germany, how come we haven't kissed like that before?" Veneziano asked Germany sadly.

"Um... Let me get back to you on that, Italy."

"HIS NAME IS VENEZIANO!" shouted Romano. "WE'RE BOTH ITALY!"

"He's right, you know..." Italy said. He turned and kissed Germany on the cheek. "But don't worry, I forgive you."

"I DON'T-"

"SHUT UP, ROMANO!" shouted England, breaking off from kissing America to yell at Romano, before returning to kissing.

"Ugh, delete that part from the video!" Hungary whispered to Japan, who nodded and pressed some weird buttons, deleting that moment from the video.

"Whoa," whispered Finland to Sweden. "Look at what he can do with technology. It's beautiful."

"'Kay." Sweden agreed.

Finally, the kiss ended. America pulled his lips away from England's (somehow) and then they both stood up.

"Bro, that was pretty great." America whispered.

England coughed and straightened his blazer. "Um... Yes. Sure. Maybe we should play the pocky game now?"

"Haha, no, we don't need you to do that anymore." Hungary said, signaling for Japan to wrap it up. "Just go have sex in the other room for something. Whichever room you choose, Japan has them all wired with secret cameras everywhere."

England looked disgusted. "I'm moving out."

"Move in with me!" America said happily.

"No," said England, but he looked like he was thinking about it.

Romano shook his head. "They're so shameless and gay." he said to Spain.

"Totally," agreed Spain.

A/N Yeah, so does anyone like the fact that there's more Spamano in here then USUK...? "-_- I BLAME SOMEONE ELSE.

(Also, Viva's adding something weird... o.O)

Hush you. You're the crazy one in this trio. All I wanted to mention was that while this chapter is enjoyable, we CANNOT forget that we've lost something very important today (and no, I'm not talking about FrUK). Everyone, please, let's have a moment of silence for scarfy. *holds back a sob* May it rest in peace...

But, speaking of FrUK, we will be doing that eventually.

So she thinks... *lightning flashes in the background*