Author: Okay, if you have played this game, and then have fun. If not, please try!

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Chapter Five: Honey, If You Love Me…

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Hercules waited the snow cover the mountains. He shivered slightly and pulled his arms through the sleeves of his jacket. He breathed out and saw his breath shimmer in the dim sun light. He was here to meet his friends, Japan and Egypt. Greece sneezed and shivered again.

"Are you cold?" A rough tone asked.

Hercules turned around to see another country, but he wasn't sure which one it was. The man was dressed in typical northern explorer. He had the brown coat with the fuzzies lining the hood. He wore a knitted hat and thermal gloves. Don't worry; he had ski pants on too.

"You should dress more to the weather," He said, "You could catch hypothermia and fail your country."

"I didn't know how long I'd be out here," Greece smiled, "I'm meeting some friends. Because we live far away from each other, we decided to meet here in Russia." (Yeah, cuz that's totally a smart plan Greece.)

"Well then you might what to put on an extra layer," The man pulled out a grayish-green jean jacket from his backpack. "It was a bit too small for me anyways."

"Thanks!"

Greece pulled on the large jean jacket. It wasn't that warm, but it helped from the wind pushing against him. The man nodded and turned to leave. Hercules watched the man go. He was nice, but what he was wearing didn't really match his personality. Greece waved at the tall man and smiled to himself.

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Yeah… Skip too present day in this Fanfiction.

The two nations walked down the corridors of the world meeting location. It was an interesting building were not only could you meet all the nations on this day, but also try their food in the cafeteria. I'm just saying, stay away from the snails.

"Ah another meeting!" America groaned.

Greece laughed, "Just don't bring up the globe warming. Sure, Japan and I are on your side, but England is just pissed off with you. Oh, and France will think that both of you are wrong."

"Then what should we bring up?" America slammed his head on the desk, "Maybe we should play a game this time."

"A game?"

Greece remembered the last game idea that America brought up, Baseball. Sure it was a fun game, but when Germany pitched, no one wanted to be there. And the nations also had trouble keeping score and who was captain. In the end, England noticed that it was like cricket, called America a phony, and kicked him in the shin.

"Yeah!" America smiled, "It'll be great."

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The nations frowned at each other. Despite the arguing, the alliances, the screaming, and the complaining, all the world nations were playing a stupid American game. It was to… ease up the atmosphere in the room.

"Okay," Alfred smiled, "The game is called 'Honey, if you love me.' The rules are simple. All you need to do is make the other person smile. You can't touch anyone in a sexual-harassing way. Oh, and you have to say 'Honey, if you love me, then please make smile.' Got it everyone?"

"Can we have a demonstration?" Sweden asked.

America nodded, "Sure! Um… let's see… who wants to be a volunteer?"

No one raised their hand. America sighed, "Fine, I guess I chose Arthur."

"WHAT?" England almost fell out of his seat, "Why?"

"Because if you start, then that'll encourage others to play!" Alfred smiled.

The American walked over to England and pull out the chair America took off his glasses a made his eyes really wide. He crouched down on the floor and stared up to Arthur, making the other nation shift uncomfortably.

"Honey," America said in an extremely whinny voice, "If you love me, can you please make a smile?"

France busted up laughing with almost the rest of the nations. The point of the game went across to the other. They waited for England to smile, but he didn't.

"Damn!" America groaned, "I was so close! Okay, England, choose your victim!"

"Why?" England asked.

"Prey chooses their victim."

"Fine."

England looked around the room. Who won't touch him inappropriately? In the end, England chose Japan. England walked up to Japan. He stole America's black tied, wrapped it around on of his eyes and in his best pirate voice, he asked Japan the question. Of course, everyone laughed, but Japan didn't, because he barely has any emotion.

Japan chose Korea. Japan sat on Korea's lap, bridal style. He looked up to the other Asian and in a straight face. He asked Korea. Korea, of course, laughed at his younger brother. Korea went to Taiwan and displayed an adorable puppy-dog pout. Taiwan went to China, and yeah, that is being a bit Asian going, but anyways, she some how managed to get him to crack.

China, too many people's surprise, chose Russia, who of course, smiled. Russia chose his sister, Belarus who chose her sister Ukraine. Ukraine chose one of Russia's lackeys, Lithuania, who felt blessed and smiled. Lithuania, as much as a Russia lackey he is, chose his "boyfriend", Poland. Poland walked up to Sweden. Poland unsuccessfully asked Sweden to smile. Sweden went to his lover, Finland, and kissed the poor blonde's hand.

"Isn't that sexual harassment?" Romano asked.

Austria looked up from his book, "Only if the receiver doesn't like it."

"Ah…" The other nations nodded their heads. They all knew Finland liked it.

Finland got his friend, Norway to smile. Norway bubbled over to Iceland. Obviously, Iceland was the uke (receiver) in their *coughs* "private" relationship. Iceland chose Canada, who panicked because now it was his turn to ask. Canada shyly asked France, who smiled in the way only Frenchman know how. France asked one of his best-ist buddies, Prussia (who comes to the meeting because he still feels important). Prussia devilishly smiled at his chance. He waltzed over to Austria, snagged the brunette's book and whispered smoothly into Austria's ear, making the Austrian shiver.

Austria picked Hungary, which made Prussia want to kill someone, but don't worry, he didn't. Hungary chose Germany, out of the convenience that he was sitting next to her. Germany sighed and got Italy to smile. Italy, being the idiot he is, thought he could make Romano smile, but failed. Romano asked Spain. The smaller nation blushed furiously while asking Spain the silly American game line. Spain just smiled and kissed Romano on the cheek, who departed back to his seat, trying to become invisible. Spain, because he was a flirt, smoothly got Liechtenstein to smile. The girl happily asked her brother, Switzerland.

This went on for a while, seeing that there are more then one hundred and fifty countries like "There's one hundred and fifty and more to see! To become a Pokémon master, is guaranteed!"… Yeah… At the end of the craziness, it was down to Greece and Turkey. Turkey was still in his whole mask and turbine and all his traditional clothing so it was hard to tell if he smiled. We think that Turkey smiled though. It was hard to tell. Greece and Turkey weren't on the greatest friendship levels.

America stretched, "Okay! That was fun! What shall we discuss now?"

"Aren't you supposed to come up with the brilliant ideas around here?" England mentally cursed himself for being a bitch to his crush.

"That was my brilliant idea for the day!" America explained, "Well at least for the first half of the day. What time is it anyway?"

"Twelve twenty four!" A random country shouted out. "I call a lunch break!"

The rest of the countries muttered in agreement. All the countries walked out of the meeting hall to be greeted by lonely Sealand, who brighten up. Most of the Europeans went to lunch together. The Asians went under a cherry blossom tree to have lunch. Russia, his sisters, and his lackeys went to the cafeteria. Some of the northern Europeans left together. New Zealand, Australia, and a lot of the other Pacific Island nations collaborated together. The countries of Africa walked off, talking about their lunch plans.

After the rest of the crowd walked out, only America, Canada, Brazil, and Mexico were left. They were all colonies of the Europe's, but they had won or gotten their independence forever ago. Mexico and Brazil, surprisingly, were on speaking terms with America.

"I guess we're having lunch together," Canada shrugged and smiled.

"Muito bem," Brazil agreed, "I guess no one bothers about us anymore."

"Si," Mexico sighed, "It is only us. Not much family like the Europeans over the Atlantic."

The four sighed. It was kind of hard being the only ones on the west side of the Atlantic (depending on what map you're using). They walked out together, trying to persuade America not to go to a fast food place.

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America got home after the World Meeting finished. He was tried and annoyed. All the rest of the meeting was about world trade. It didn't make much sense why everyone was bitching about the Triangular Trade, but that was life.

He walked down the State Meeting Room. It was an aimless walk with no destination. America walked down the long hallway and saw a light at the end. He quietly walked over to the room. Alfred was pretty sure that at least four of his states practically lived in that room.

"Amber!" Alfred noted that Colorado was in the room.

"What?" Amber groaned, "I'm tried and I want to go read! Leave me alone Idaho!"

"Guy!" America recognized this voice as Missouri's, "I think we should leave too. The meeting's tomorrow."

There was a groan and America laughed to himself. His states were like him. He was super proud of them, but when they get into a diplomatic argument, then that was full out war. The Civil War wasn't the best time in America for sure.

"Okay," It was Arkansas, "But let's look at the picture one last time. I still need to get it into my brain."

America was curious. What picture? Of course Colorado had taken pictures of the Europe, but what was so interesting that the others wanted to see it? Make the image locked on the inside of their eyelids. Alfred went closer to the cracked door and peered in.

The site almost made him reveal that he was there. There, in wide screen on the wall, was a picture of him, asleep and England kissing him.

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Author: Haha! Cliff hanger!! Okay, sorry, but that was an awesome way to end the chapter.