Pulling away from the tight embrace, England couldn't help but smile at the bubbly man.

"So, what have I missed here in the good ol' UK?" Australia kept grinning as the three of them filled him in on what he had missed since his last visit. As they're chat came to an end, Wales' lips grew into a mischievous smirk as he glanced at North then at Aussie.

"Say, Australia… You think I could borrow that lil' koala of yours?" Australia's grin dropped before he nodded and passed the small bear to the elder.

"Just wonderin', but don't you hate him?" He questioned the Welshman, watching carefully at the way he was holding the mammal.

"Well~ Scotland was a twat so we're going to put this lil' bugger on his face while he's sleeping! Good revenge or what~?" North grinned out to Aussie and England, who both fell silent.

Australia was the first the crack into a fit of giggles, soon followed by England.
"That's like committing suicide, you gits~!" England snorted out between his laughter. The hysterics soon died down, earning the two disapproving stares from North and Wales.

"Well, that wasn't very nice." Wales stated, walking into the living room, still keeping a firm hold of the bear. He made his way over to the sleeping Scotsman as the others clambered into the room and huddled in the corner. He put his hand over the animal's eyes before setting him down just on Scot's neck before removing his hand.

Australia watched carefully from the other end of the room, he knew how much the small bear hated the red-head, and he was slightly worried for him. But only slightly.

After the hand was removed from his eyes, the animal stared at the sleeping figure that he was resting on. After a moment or two, he started to growl and attacked Scotland's face mercilessly. Not so surprisingly, this woke the Scot up. Sitting up suddenly and ripping the bear off his, now tainted, face. Glaring daggers at Wales, who was in fits of laughter.

"WALES! I'LL KILL YE'!" The furious Scot threw the bear at the younger, stumbling to his feet. Wales neatly dodged the bear, which was caught by Aussie, and soon found himself fleeing the room. After Scotland ran out, after Wales, the trio burst into fits of giggles and laughter.

They're laughter died down when they heard a loud crash from the kitchen.

"Scotty! It was only a joke!"

CRASH.

Wales' sheep came running back into the living room, biting the end of North's trousers and pulling them. North picked the animal up and moved to the kitchen, almost dropping Sprinkles when he caught sight of his brothers.

Scotland currently was holding the fruit bowl and was throwing apples at Wales, who was dodging them neatly. Placing the sheep down, North moved back and leaned on the wall, watching his brothers battling it out.

About half an hour later, Wales and Scot had moved from throwing kitchen items to fist fighting. Both England and North were watching while Aussie was pampering his angry bear, only to be torn away from him when he heard more shouting.

"Wales, if you die, I'm going to make Sprinkles into a roast~!" England started eyeing the small lamb, causing Wales to stiffen.

Suddenly, Wales burst out in a fit of struggling, kicking and slapping at Scotland to try and get the elder off him.

"Not Spinkles! Don't you dare touch him, England!" Punching Scotland one last time, the red-head rolled off him, gripping his now bleeding face, and let the Welshman jump up and run to the the small sheep, gripping onto it tightly.
"England, you're evil."

I updated. Wooooow. :U

Soo, I had alot of trouble writing this chapter. You see, this whole story is based of a RP from about a mouth or two ago. And I'm currently finding it hard to remember alot of it.

; 3 ;'' Yeah. Annoying. onbnjdskfnibjn.

I've also been writing alots of one-shots and such lately, for practise and/or to skribble down ideas. o 3 oU So, when I'm done with this story I'll throws lota FrUK your way. ;D

'Till next time~!
~IggyKitty