wat? Just wat. I finally finished your request missnoodlechan. I don't know if it's anything like you thought it would be but I hope you like it.

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"This is the last straw, Hong Kong! The last straw!"

Hong Kong idly twirled his lighter between his fingers, glancing up at England through his eyelashes. England paced back and forth, the image of agitation.

"What am I to do with you?! That's the fourth time this month you've set off firecrackers under my chair! What do you have to say for yourself, young man?"

Hong Kong stared up at him, one eyebrow raised then held up two clenched fists and knocked the sides together. England narrowed his eyes.

"I don't appreciate the attitude, boy. Now." He held out his hand. "Give me the lighter."

Hong Kong shoved the lighter into England's hand and slouched out of the room.

"I haven't finished with you yet! I'll! ...Deal with you... tomorrow."

Le skip

The phone began blaring obnoxiously. Hong Kong threw his book aside and nestled the phone in the crook of his neck. "Hello?"

"Sup dude, Iggy there?"

Hong Kong grinned into the phone. "Hey America. Like, how's it going?"

"Epic as always. You?"

Hong Kong picked up a pen and began tapping it against the wall. "Meh, Eyebrows is like wicked pissed at me. Again. He stole my lighter."

America chuckled. "Awks on you."

Hong Kong adjusted the phone slightly. "Any idea of how to get him off my case?"

He could hear the smirk in America's voice. "Weeeeeeeeeell..."

Hong Kong pulled a scrap of paper towards him. "Talk to me."

Le skip

England kicked the front door closed and dropped the box in his hands. He was determined to finally purge the house of explosives. "Hong Kong?"

Hong Kong stared at him from his perch on the stairs. He pressed the play button on the CD player beside him.

"Don't tell me not to live, just sit and putter
Life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter
Don't bring around a cloud to rain on my parade
Don't tell me not to fly, I simply got to
If someone takes a spill, it's me and not you"

England froze, horror-struck. "Hong Kong, what are you doing?" Hong Kong quirked an eyebrow. "Hong Kong. Stop."

"Who told you you're allowed to rain on my parade
I'll march my band out, I'll beat my drum
And if I'm fanned out, your turn at bat, sir
At least I didn't fake it, hat, sir
I guess I didn't make it
But whether I'm the rose of sheer perfection
A freckle on the nose of life's complexion
The Cinderella or the shine apple of its eye
I gotta fly once, I gotta try once,
Only can die once, right, sir?
Ooh, life is juicy, juicy and you see,
I gotta have my bite, sir.
Get ready for me love, 'cause I'm a "comer"
I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer
Don't bring around the cloud to rain on my parade"

Hong Kong scribbled something on an A4 refill pad beside him and held it up. "Not until you give me back my lighter and I get to keep my fireworks."

England scoffed. "You're acting like a child, Hong Kong. It's not funny."

Hong Kong just turned the volume up even louder.

"I'm gonna live and live NOW!
Get what I want, I know how!
One roll for the whole shebang!
One throw that bell will go clang,
Eye on the target and wham,"

"I'm warning you, Hong Kong, I'll destroy that blasted thing and the fire works!" Hong Kong held up another sheet. "I can sing."

"One shot, one gun shot and bam!
Hey, Mr. Arnstein, here I am ...

I'll march my band out, I will beat my drum,
And if I'm fanned out, your turn at bat, sir,
At least I didn't fake it, hat, sir,
I guess I didn't make it"

"All. Night. Long."

"Get ready for me love, 'cause I'm a "comer"
I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer
Nobody, no, nobody, is gonna rain on my parade!"

"GAH! FINE! You can keep your bloody fireworks! Just turn that damn thing off!"

Hong Kong held out his hand. England cursed swiftly, rummaged in his pockets then pulled out the lighter and shoved it into Hong Kong's outstretched palm. He marched out of the room and slammed the kitchen door behind him.

Hong Kong tossed his lighter into the air. "So Eyebrows hates Funny Girl, eh..."

Again, just wat?
But I hope you enjoyed anyway!

Ja!

-Animerockchic