"Alright!" Ciel exclaimed with obvious rage and confusion. "What is going on here?"
"Bro what are you stupid or something?" America laughed.
"Don't you dare insult me!"
"Dude I'm just kidding. Chill out."
"Oh, don't worry about him. He's always an idoit." Britain chuckled.
"I think you're both a bit off," stated France with an obnoxious laugh as he exited the room. Canada also left, but he took a different exit.
"Bye guys…" he called, almost whispering. But none of the other countries responded. They were too busy gawking around Ciel.
"SO, what country are you?" America asked.
"He already told us you nit-wit. He's Ciel-something-or-another. Cielis! That's what it was!" Britain said as he gave Ciel's hand a shake. "Pleasure to meet you, Cielis." Then he got up and exited through the large front door, where Sebastian still stood. Sebastian could only stand a watch. His master had not given him any orders, nor was he in any apparent danger, so Sebastian was simply to stand there until he was needed by his master.
"My name is not-" Ciel began, but was cut off by a large pile of burgers that had suddenly appeared. Looking up Ciel saw, lo and behold, America. He was eating the burgers at a rapid pace, yet the pile didn't seem to shrink. "What kind of place is this!" Ciel exclaimed. "Sebastian, get me out of here." He commanded. Sebastian swooped up Ciel in his arms, and exited the way they came in.
"My, my. That was quite the conundrum in there, wasn't it my lord?"
"It was, see to it that I don't see those men again. They're too strange for my taste."
"Of course, my lord."
(a/n: yeah, I know the chapters are short. It happens. That's just how I roll. Or something along those lines XD)