Falke- Right so Denmark can you please stop annoying Norway and say the disclaimer?

Denmark- Nope, to awesome and drunk.

Prussia- ONLY I CAN SAY I'M AWESOME AND DRUNK!

Germany- I need an aspirin.

Norway- Here let's go OD on aspirin outside.

Falke- Ok so they clearly won't be saying the disclaimer… Hetalia shadow does not own Hetalia (unfortunately) Please do not sue us.

This fic is dedicated to EeveeLuver

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Toris and Feliks watched the anime for about an hour before Toris fell asleep. Feliks sighed, turned off the TV and lights and rolled over on his side. He had to sleep, since his party would start at eight and last all the way to the morning if he could help it.

In the morning Toris woke before Feliks. He was groggy but realized two things, he had fallen asleep in Felik's bed and two, and a hand was on his face.

Toris slid out of bed and put Felik's hand on the bed and went to get dressed. He then went to go make a breakfast of scrambled eggs and waffles. Then went to get the maple syrup, but realizing he had none went to call Canada.

"Keseesee you have reached awesome me and Mattie what do you want? Cause if you don't want anything, I'm kind of busy eating with Mattie her, the guy makes awesome maple syrup and pancakes." Gilbert said picking up Canada's phone.

Toris cursed in a way that would make an angry Switzerland and Ludwig look clean mouthed and slammed the phone down before returning to his waffles.

"Gil who was that?" Mathew asked from the kitchen

"Honestly I don't know they hung up. But you need to like get an awesome costume for Poland's party tonight!"

"Oh… I wasn't going to go." Mathew answered

Prussia nearly dropped a bottle of maple syrup.

"WHAT? You have to come with me Mattie! The awesome me can't go alone! And what if that big nosed freak shows up at your door while everyone is at Poland's? Even you lunatic brother Alfred couldn't help you!" Gilbert protested.

"Fine I'll go with you. But I don't have a costume to wear." Mathew replied bring the food to his oak table.

"You can borrow Alfred's gangster stuff can't you?" Gilbert suggested

"I guess… what are you going as?" Mathew asked

"The awesome me is going as me, Tectonic knight me." Gil replied

"Oh, why?" Canada asked interested

"I have good memories as Tectonic me. I was a country, I had little Luddy, good king, old King Fritz, and I was a demon with my sword. Where did you think Luddy got to be so good at sword fighting? England?" Gil asked

"Uh I didn't know he sword fought. And ok I'll go as a gangster lets go ask my brother."

So they left and went over to Alfred's house where he hurriedly shoved the gangster clothes, complete with loaded gun and drugs, to Canada before slamming the door.

Gilbert drove Mathew home on his motorcycle before returning to Ludwig's house.

Back in America Alfred was freaking out.

"Ah what do I wear? Iggy's going to be all pirate awesome and what the hell am I going to do!" Alfred yelled to the walls

He wanted to look nice for Iggy since stupid Poland was going to be there and he was not going to let Feliks steal his Iggy.

He started going through his closet again but this time found something… his brown suit from Arthur… and his revolutionary war uniform.

Alfred sank on the bed and turned away. Would Iggy even want him? One minute Arthur was kissing him the next saying he was a bloody git.

Alfred shook his head and stood. He was going to get England. He grabbed the suit and again poke to the wall.

"Iggy said I need to dress nice. I'll dress nice and say I'm a spy or something."

Back over in Europe Germany was having a mental breakdown.

His brother was running around in his tectonic knight uniform with his sword yelling random things. Italy way wearing a dress with cat ears and tail and singing, Romano was trying to knock down his door because Romano had somehow found out that was what Italy was wearing. And Spain was outside trying to calm the screaming Romano down.

Not to mention he had received threats that he had to come to the party dressed up.

Ludwig stood up and sauntered down the stairs. He closed the door and sat in the corner. He drew out his phone and called Norway.

"Hello?" Norway answered

"Hey who is that?" Mathias yelled

"Ja hello? Norway?" Ludwig asked

Norway elbowed Mathis "Yes this is Norway what do you need Germany?"

"Are you going to Poland's crazy party?"

"Yes, why?"

"Please, mein gott please bring some aspirin with you. Prussia and Italy are going to be the death of me."

Norway looked over his shoulder. Mathis was wearing half of his werewolf costume drinking and screaming at Berwald, Iceland was nowhere to be seen, and Berwald was screaming back at Mathis while standing in front of Tino. Who he was wearing a matching police uniforms with.

"Yes I will, I know the feeling." Norway said hanging up.

He went and got a value pack of aspirin, shoved it in the chaps of his cowboy costume and put the rest of it on.

"Hey! Quit fighting we need to leave for Poland, it's already four!"

Ludwig sighed relieved a bit. He grabbed his costume, a complete cat, and went back upstairs.

In calmer places of the world, Japan was finishing putting on his samurai uniform while Greece who was staying at his house, put on a Spartan uniform.

"Hercules we should be leaving now." Kiku said.

Hercules nodded and they got into Japan's car and started the drive to Poland's'. Hercules fell asleep and Japan turned on classical music.

"Roma please relax!" Antonio pleaded.

"FUCK NO DO YOU SEE WHAT MY FRATELLO IS WEARING?" Romano screamed.

"Yes I do Roma, but please relax." Spain said waving his matador cape around to distract Lovi.

"What the hell are you doing? Do I look like a bull to you?" Romano demanded.

Spain suppressed a smile; this was going according to plan. He dropped the cape behind him and turned to pick it up, bending down, while Romano was watching. And he was fully dress in his costume, meaning his matador pants.

"No Roma, sorry." Antonio said standing up and tuning to face Romano.

"Lovi why are you blushing? You're the same color as your tomato costume!" Antonio exclaimed laughing.

"Stupid bastard lets go already to Poland's." Romano said quickly walking away.

Ludwig came up the stairs, got the requested alcohol, pasta, and cake and put it in his car. Then his phone went off.

"So you are like totally going to be security to make sure France don't show up, and that Russia doesn't bring his pipe. Vash will help you, so like bring you gun and like show up. Kay bye." Feliks said hanging up before Ludwig spoke.

So he went and got his training uniform and pistol.

"Hey time to leave! Feli and Gilbert to the car!" Ludwig yelled walking to the garage.

They came screaming from different parts of his house like five year olds.

"GILBERT PUT THE SWORD AWAY IT IS NOT A TOY!" Ludwig yelled.

Gilbert chuckled but complied.

Germany got in the driver's seat, danke gott, and started the drive to Poland's.

"Feliks get down here! The guest should be arriving soon!" Toris yelled from the family room. He was dressed in his knight armor and the family room was now a party room. There was a dance floor, the kitchen table had all of Eduard's DJ stuff on it (and being him he had gone to the party as a DJ) Latvia was dressed as a snowman and was helping Estonia. The couch was pushed against the wall and the dining room table with soda, chips, dip, and brownies. Poland had left room for the requested items.

Feliks at that moment came charging down the stairs in his possessed unicorn costume and nearly tackled Toris.

"I am like sooooo excited! Toris help me hang the disco ball!" Feliks yelled before running upstairs for it.

Toris sighed, he loved the Polak, but he was never going to fully understand how he had sooo much energy.

Falke- now isn't that fun?

Poland- write my party already!

Vash- Review or I'll shoot you!

Ludwig- VASH!

Spain- better do it or you won't see my ass in my matador pants.

Romano- review, but don't look at his ass