... Sup, bros? ^^;; YES, YES, I KNOW, I KNOW. I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN FOREVER. I'm sorry, okay? D'X I've had terrible writer's block and I've been so busy. Actually, I'm still pretty sure I haven't completely gotten rid of my writer's block. I wish it would be fun and just flow like it used to in the beginning. D= I would sit down and in a few hours I had the next chapter. But now I have to force myself to type. It's still fun, but there's parts where I'm all FUCK DIS SHIT I DUNNO WHAT TO DO. I guess that's life.

My friend Atama finished The World is Ours. It made me cry. Such a good story that I loved so much, ending? But I was so happy with the ending, too. I had thoroughly enjoyed that story. So that made me think. I want MY story to make people feel like I did at that moment. I want people to like it and be sad when it ends, but also be happy to finally get to the end. So if you guys will just keep reading, reviewing, and enjoying my story, I'll try to keep writing. I'm going to try to update semi-regularly now, with at least one chapter a month. Hopefully. Ah, and speaking of reviews, I haven't been replying to recent reviews. I'm really sorry. I was honestly thinking of giving up on this story and I couldn't bare to tell anyone or lie to my readers directly. But starting from this chapter on, I'll be replying to reviews again.

Anyways, my birthday was a while back! April tenth. I didn't get anything really big, but I had a cool party. And the WURST. XDDD I find it ironic that we had a BBQ with bratWURST and ITALIAN sausage. XD Oh, the strange joys watching Hetalia brings you~.

I should get started. Though I will add that I really hope Lolidictator gets some more manuals up soon.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or the manuals. I'm like a no-owning bawss. 8)

-/Hetalia/-

You know, I always thought surprise parties were for chumps. I mean, come on. You actually believe that EVERYONE forgot about your birthday and no one cares? Maybe I'd always secretly wanted one, too. But when the Fourth of July started coming up and I could see Alfred practically vibrating with excitement, I realized something.

Al IS a chump.

Even though his birthday is a national holiday here, I figured we could make him believe that no one cared and he wasn't going to get a party or any presents. Wouldn't it be fun, seeing the look of surprise and thanks on his face? He'd be so HAPPY when he realized we had actually remembered.

Thus the planning began.

First thing was first. I got everyone gathered in my living room while Alfred was at work.

... Why do I even try?

"Big sister Sasha! Big sister Sasha! Heeeelp!" Vanya cried, flailing against the couch cushions. He was being pushed against them by Gilbert's ass, since the albino was sitting on the tiny Russian. His voice was muffled and I could just barely make out his cry for help.

"Gilbert!" I put my fists on my hips, glaring at him. "Get the fuck off of Vanya!"

"Hm... nein! Kesesesese!" Gil laughed, throwing his head back.

"Gilbeeert," I whined, throwing my hands into the air. "You'll suffocate him!" I looked around desperately for big Ivan, but we were the only ones there at the moment.

"That was the plan, liebling[1]~," Gil sang, wiggling his backside. He smirked at me. " Besides, I'm not going to KILL him. I'm just going to sit on him until he passes out a little."

"SASHAAAA." I could hear Vanya sob my name. A tiny hand reached out and I stared at it, feeling ready to punch Gilbert in the face.

"Love, you wanted me?" I turned when I heard Arthur's voice behind me. He stood in the doorway, staring at the scene in front of him with eyebrows raised. "... What the hell is going on?"

"Iggy, Gilbert won't get off of poor Vanya!" I grabbed Arthur's sleeve and pointed at the laughing Gilbert on top of a struggling Vanya.

Arthur looked down at me for a few seconds. He then blinked and looked at what I was pointing to."Er... Oi, git," he snapped, "get off the child."

"... Well, if you say so... NO FUCKING WAY." Gilbert started to laugh again, bouncing a bit.

I glared at him. "Don't make me make you!"

"You want me to sit on you next, don't you?"

... Fuck him. Fuck him sideways with a rusty rake, the albino asshole. I watched him smirk at me again before he bursted into yet more laughter.

"Fuck, the look on your face! That's awesome!"

"... ARTHUUUURRRR," I sobbed, clinging to the Brit's shirt. "WHY IS HE SUCH AN ASS?" I fell to my knees, pulling Arthur's top half to lean down with me.

The blonde patted me awkwardly on the head. "I have no clue, pet. Now, er, can you let go...?"

"MEIN LIEBE PRUSSIA, I HAVE ARRIVED!" The front door burst open and there stood Bridget, my spare key in her hand.

If I ever said she was sane, I'm sorry. I lied. I lied out of my ass. I lied mucho. [2] My friends are all INsane. My own boss is insane. Whenever I'm away from a friend for an amount of time, I forget about their quirks.

Bridget set the foot down she used to kick open the door. "Ooh, what's going on here~?" she asked, wriggling her eyebrows at me. Huh? What the hell was she talking about? Honestly, I don't know anything anymore. "That's an ODD position you two are in," she added, seeing I wasn't getting it. She gestured to me and Arthur, and I quickly let go of him and he stood up straight, face red as he straightened his tie.

"It was nothing, pervert," I said, rolling my eyes. How is this person Madge's twin?

"Should I speak of this to Jenny? Your anglophile boss?" Bridge teased, grinning and poking me in the head. Sadly, she and Jenny were becoming fast friends.

"I'll bite you," I growled. My jaws snapped at where her finger had just been, and she squealed and pulled back more.

"... What's the first thing I hear when I walk in?" Madge came through the open door, arms crossed and an eyebrow raised. "I'll BITE you? Why do I even come over here anymore? Obviously I should just call the damn funny farm."

Now, that wasn't fair. It's MY job to complain about my insane friends, not hers. Before I could even come up with a scathing retort (and I would have! Definitely! It would have been great and... and... all scathing-y!), she froze and stared at Gilbert. "... Okay, now my thoughts are just confirmed. Gilbert, idiot, what are you doing?"

"Sitting on Vanya, dumbass. What does it look like? Damn, you act so high and mighty but you can't even figure that out, can you, you unawesome bitch?" Gilbert said leisurely, smirking lazily.

... Oh giddy gumdrops... He... he hit the nail on the head. Bridget and I glanced at each other, than at surprised looking Madge, and then we burst out into laughter, not able to hold it back. I pressed my hand against my mouth and gasped for air. "OH GOD... C-CAN'T... BREATHE... THAT... WAS AWESOME..." Madge snapped her head to look at us and glare at us, cracking her knuckles. Her face was the tiniest bit red.

"TRUTH HURTS, DON'T IT, HONEY?" I laughed, falling to my back. If she was going to murder me tonight, I might as well enjoy myself, right?

"You are the most awesome person ever and I love you," Bridget told Gilbert, wiping tears from her eyes. She crawled over and hugged his legs.

"Kesesese! And that's how it should be~."

"O-okay, everyone shut the fuck up," Madge snapped, her blush fading. "And you, Prussia, get off of Vanya. Before I make you."

"Oooo, I'm so scared." Gilbert yawned and bounced slightly. Vanya squeaked out with each bounce, making me remember why I was pissed at him.

Madge pushed her sleeves up. "You damn well should be. Now get off of Vanya, he's a nice kid."

Gil watched Madge closely, smirking lazily. "Bitch, I'm sure Jack the Ripper was a nice kid. Look what he turned out to be."

I'm starting to think he really hates Madge...

"DID I HEAR JACK THE RIPPER? WHERE IS THAT AMAZING MAN?" My sliding glass door slammed open and Jenny jumped in. My boss was so not a boss anymore. Now she was just another member of my misfit crew. A member who happened to own the cafe I worked at. And who apparently was in love with an ancient serial killer who sliced up whores?

"In the ground somewhere," I said. "Now help us get Gil off of little Vanya." That little ball of Russian cutenes must've been blue in the face by now.

"Huh? Gil's on Va-BWAHAHAHAHAHA." As Jenny caught sight of the two units on the couch, her mouth twitched and then she laughed like a loon on crack. With a side of nutso drugs. She pounded the couch with a fist, trying to breath. "Yes! Yes, Gilbert! THAT IS CALLED WINNING. FUCKING CHARLIE SHEEN STYLE. HIGH FIVE." She gave the chuckling Prussian a high five.

"Hey!" Bridget barked and her hug on Gil's legs tightened. "No touching the Prussian man candy, bitch! Go and yell at Sasha for getting touchy-feely with your Britsh boy!"

The laughing stopped and she turned towards me slowly. Ah fahkies fahkies fahkies...! This was the death of me. Good bye, cruel world. Life sucks and then you die. Slowly, she walked towards me until the short nineteen year old glared at me, less than a foot away. Her brown eyes narrowed, and she poked me in the stoamch. Hard.

"Hm? What's this? Did I hear Bridge correctly? What happened with you and Iggy?" Jenny raised an eyebrow.

Dammit, why was this so scary? This was almost as bad as that time I stole Madge's stick-weapon-thingy and threatened her with it. Oh gods I don't even want to remember that...

"Heh... nothing, Jenny..."

"... I will cause you Hell in the form of two tacos and a fake mustache."

Uhhh... excuse me?

"J-Jenny, calm down, pet," Arthur said, holding two hands out. Becaue he was the only one concerned for my safety, apparently. Everything SUCKS. Everyone can go screw cactuses.

Jenny looked calmed down and smiled at Artie. "Yes, good sir. Ten-four can do~."

I was saved from having to reply to that somehow (because the twitching Arthur in front of me wasn't, sure as tutti fruitti flavor is disgusting) by Yao walking through my front door with Mattie trailing behind.

"Ai-yah! That grown up Russian is crazy!" He shivered. "Madge, he's breaking into your car!"

"WHAT?" The blonde looked pissed as she ran out of the house

I'd hate to be Ivan.

"... Why will no one help me?" Vanya sobbed suddenly, his voice still all muffled.

"Because it's fucking hilarious?" Bridget, Gilbert, and Jenny all managed to say at once. I think there's some sort of crazy mind-freak shit going on about here.

Arthur and I glanced at each other as a bruised Ivan walked in, smiling, with a red-faced, mad, stomping Madge behind him.

".. .. What happened?" I asked suspiciously.

"Comrade Madge punched me. Kolkolkol," Ivan said, smiling. "And I-"

"You say it and it'll be more than your damned neck bruised," Madge muttered. She rubbed her arm, which clearly showed a nasty looking bruise spreading.

I snorted back a laugh. "Ivan, Gilbert's sitting on Vanya."

Gilbert paled and glared at me while Ivan's smile faltered. It quickly grew back, bigger than ever. "Oh, da, comrade? Spasiba[3], defender of men, for telling me. Oh, Kaliningrad~. I think you should let little me up~."

"... I hope he doesn't wound his face," Bridget told me. At the arrival of the Russian man, she had scooted over to me and stood up nonchalantly. "My poor beloved."

"It's his own damn fault," Madge said, making Bridget jump in surprise.

"I dont think it'd be very awesome to get up." Gilbert coughed awkwardly.

"Ah, I think-"

"THE PARTAY HAS ARRIVED." Ivan was interrrupted by the black-outfit clad Audrey bursting in.

"Oh, yep. You're definitely the "par-tay"." Madge shook her head and rolled her eyes.

"... Is Gil sitting on Vanya?" Audrey asked.

"Yep!" Jenny replied happily.

"I think you mean e-yup," Bridget said, nodding sagely. [4]

"NO," I screamed. "NO PONY REFERENCES. I CALLED YOU ALL HERE FOR A REASON , DAMMIT. AND IT WAS NOT FOR PONY REFERENCES, MY PONY LOVING FRICKEN' FRIEND." Everyone stared at me. "... Though I love me some Bic Macintosh," I added softly. More staring. "Alright, if you're going to all stare, Ivan, get Gil off of Vanya, Jenny, go close the door you decided not to close, Audrey, close the OTHER door, and Bridget, can I have a glass of water?"

Everyone shrugged and did what I asked as I sank into a chair with a sigh. Jasper came out of hiding and rested his chin on my knee. I rubbed his head and sighed.

"Here, Sasha. Sorry," Bridge said sheepishly, giving me a nice cold glass of water.

"Thanks," I said before gulping down the water. It soothed my throat, which ached from yelling.

"Podruga, are you alright?" Ivan asked, putting his hands on my shoulders and leaning down to look at me.

"'Course," I said, looking at him. In fear. His hands were on my shoulders. Do you know how much pain he could cause me? My poor shoulders. "Uh... where'd you put Gilbert?"

"Oh, Kaliningrad?" he chuckled, straigtening up. "He is in the toilet."

"NOOOO, MY LIEBE!" Bridget cried out and ran to the bathroom.

"How the Hell am I related to her?" Madge asked no one in particular, watching the Yin to her Yang run off frantically.

"I ask myself that everyday," I informed her. "How could such a nice, push-over-y, happy person who is a mind-whore be your twin?"

"Watch it, friend," she said with a smile. Scary.

I looked away and watched Bridget bring Prussia back into the living room, a towel on his silvery white hair. "Okay, seems like everyone's here. I, um, have something to say." I made to stand up, but Russia's grip was iron on my shoulders. "I-Ivan, can you just let go...?"

"Da."

I tried to stand up again, but once again it was impossible. "... Will you let go?"

"Nyet."

"Pray tell, Ivan, why?"

"My podruga, we have not been friendly in so long~," Ivan sang, hugging me against the back of the chair. Oh boy. Here death comes. Also, that sounded wrong.

"That sounded wrong," Bridget pointed out. Way to voice my inner thoughts, Captain Obvious.

"Ivan's just wrong, period," Madge added in a deadpan.

"Ivan, let go!" I inisisted, wiggling and turning back to glare at him. "You're so... so... so clingy!"

"Kolkolkol..."

And now instead off two arms around me, there was one arm and one pipe against my windpipe. I felt the cold metal press against my throat, making me swallow dryly.

"Defender of men, that was mean." He was smiling, though his eyes flashed dangerously.

I was wondering when that little warning of DEATH on his manual might affect my life. I coughed. "S-sorry, Ivan... So sorry..."

"It's fine, da?" Ivan chirped happily, standing back and pulling me to my feet. He ruffled my hair, pipe gone.

I swear, he's bipolar. If it hadn't just saved my life, I'd hate it. "Uhh... right. Th-thanks... Er... BACK TO TOPIC." I interrupted the whispering and snickering among the others. Oops, I'm so sorry, were you too busy talking about my brush with death back there? "The fourth of July is coming up. And that's Al's birthday."

"No shit, Sherlock," Madge said snidely. "It's only been a holiday for hundreds of years."

"Shut the fuck up, Watson," I snapped. Awesome comeback, if I do say so myself. "ANYWAYS," I added, glaring at Madge. "I want to throw him a surprise party. I feel like he'd really like it. You know, after the despair of us all "forgetting" his birthday."

"I did not forget, I just do not care," Ivan piped up with a grin.

"How am I supposed to pull off forgetting that bloody day?" Arthur crossed his arms, furrowing his bushy eyebrows. "That day was terrible."

"Just do it, Iggy," Bridget said. "Al deserves a surprise party. I'm in, Sasha. Good idea."

"'Course I'm in!" Audrey grinned. "Alfred's my main man."

Madge shrugged. "I guess I'm in."

"... I do like parties." Gil smirked and leaned back in his chair. "Let's do it. I'll bring the awesome."

"W-well, he is my brother..." I jumped a bit as Mattie spoke up. I forget he was here. "So of course-"

"I'll help, aru," Yao said with a smile, interrupting Canada. Not because he's rude, but I don't think he saw him... as usual.

"Sure. I'll join in, but where's this party going to be?" Jenny raised her eyebrows.

"... We'll cross that bridge when we get to it," I said, a twitchy, fake smile covering my face. "Ivan, Arthur? Please?"

"I do not like Americka, defender of men." Ivan looked torn, his smile fading a bit.

"And I hate that day, love," Arthur said, looking less mad and more apologetic.

"Please? Please please please? I'm begging! I'm begging on my kneeeees." I literally fell to my knees and clasped my hands together. Iggy looked awkward, while Ivan just smiled down at me. I fell forward onto my stomach and grabbed each of their shoes. "If not for Alfred, for me? I really wanna throw this party!"

"... Fine, pet," Arthur sighed. "If you want it that badly, I'll play along." He gave me a small smile and pulled his foot away, giving another sigh. Like a "I cannot believe I just gave into that bloody nutcase of a girl" sigh.

"Maybe, comrade," Ivan said with a grin, crouching down. He put a gloved hand on my head softly. "But if I do this, than on the day of Alfred's party, you have to stay next to me. No matter what, da?"

I blinked, rather confused. "Um... okay, Ivan." Sorry, Al...

"Oh, good. You're all mine on the day of his birthday~." His smile widened, making me cringe.

"... Sounded wrong," Jenny and Bridget chimed together, giving eachother a high five without even looking at eachother. They should be the twins, not Madge and Bridge.

Ivan pulled me to my feet, and I quickly turned to the others. "... Present shopping now?"

"HUZZAH!" Bridget fist-pumped and jumped on Prussia's back. "Away, my albino!" Madge facepalmed.

... Bridget is really not sane.

-/Hetalia/-

It was the Fourth of July, and Alfred was in a whiny emo angst. A violent whiny emo angst.

"Sashaaaaa! How could you forget it was my birthday!" he cried, shaking me back and forth by my shoulders. I felt like a ragdoll. "It's a giant damn holiday! With fireworks!"

I shrugged, which was actually pretty difficult at the moment. "Sorry, Alfred. I just forgot." Not that it was easy to "forget", with America dropping hints every goddamned day since the end of June. The worst one was when he taped a picture of himself on the inside of my bedroom door and wrote "JULY FOURTH IS ALFRED'S BIRTHDAY, DUDE" on a poster taped under it. Yeah, that was great. Waking up, yelling at Alfred to get out of my room, and walking nonchalantly through said door. I had to stop myself from chuckling as Al's mouth literally dropped at my obliviousness that morning a few days ago..

"So no presents? No party?" He looked like a kicked puppy dog, and his hands slid off my shoulders.

"'Fraid not," I sighed dramatically.

"I bet Bridget and Audrey remembered! And Iggy always remembers!" He suddenly brightened up and ran out of the kitchen. I heard a shout and the sound of china breaking. Soon he was back, actually dragging poor Iggy.

"Let GO of me, you bloody git! You broke my tea cup, you ass!" The british man struggled out of Al's grip, straightening his coat with a scowl.

"Iggy, YOU remembered my birthday is today, right?" Alfred ignored the fact that he pissed of Artie to no end and looked at him with wide, begging eyes.

"Huh? That's today?" Arthur looked confused. "Wow. I did forget, mate. S-sorry." He stuttered as he saw Alfred droop like a flower in a draught.

I was feeling terrible. Alfred looked so sad. I wanted to hug him and tell him everything that we had planned. I exchanged looks with Arthur, and I could tell he felt the same. "A-Al-"

"Ellooooooo~!" I heard the door open and voices calling from the living room. Alfred was out there like a shot.

"Bridget! You remember today is my birthday, right? C-can you believe Sasha and Iggy forgot?" He chuckled weakly.

"... That was TODAY?" Bridget sounded shocked. I could just imagine her eyes widening with fake surprise. I walked into the room with Arthur in time to find Al in a tornado of shock and despair.

"... You too?" He looked at Bridget's sister. "Madge?"

"Uhhh... nope. Sorry, Alfred."

"A-Audrey?"

"Hm... I forgot, too," she admitted.

"... Jenny?" Al sighed, all hope lost.

"Actually, I think I... no, wait, that's my other friend... I'm sorry, too. I forgot all about it."

He stared at them all for a second before brightening up again. "MATTIE! Matthew, you're my brother! You remembered, right?"

"A-actually, I f-forgot all about it," Mattie whispered.

Alfred looked a bit angry and turned to Yao. "I don't suppose YOU remember?"

"... No, me either, aru." Yao shrugged, smiling apologetically.

Gilbert, Ivan, and little Ivan all came downstairs. I saw Al start to ask them, too, so I interrupted. "Hey, so, guys, we have to all go visit my aunt. She's only an hour away." A complete and utter lie, whatever. [5]

"Have fun," Alfred muttered. He was curled up in a ball on the couch. "I'm staying. Could you pick me up some ice cream? And I woldn't complain if you brought back a cake." Oh, great. We made him so depressed he'd turned into a discarded woman. I can see it now. Him watching old black and white TV, holding a gallon of ice cream between his knees and a spoon in his mouth, covered by a blanket and surrounded by used tissues. What's next, will he start saying ack? [6]

"Get up, dumbass," I said. "You're coming."

"Fine, but I'm sleeping the whole way there."

We all left and got into the van we rented for this very reason. As usual Ivan sat shotgun. Bridget managed to sit between Gilbert and Alfred again. Al laid his head on her shoulder and fell asleep.

"Meep," she said as I started the car up. She was grinning with a slight blush.

"You're so stupid." Madge flicked the back of her sister's head.

"Just because you have the sexual mentality of a ten year old, don't get pissed at me," Bridge said with a smile. "I'm the mature one. Sexually mature, not mentally, of course."

"... I'm the mature one," Madge muttered crossly, leaning back in her seat.

"I don't think we need to discuss anything sexual while there's a child in the car," Arthur spoke up. I glanced at him in the mirror to find him blushing. Ha! He was embarrassed!

"Okay, Iggy." Jenny put an arm around him. "We can talk about sexual things when we're all alone."

His blush deepened and he sputtered. This was funny shit.

"Big sister Sasha, are we there yet?" Vanya piped up, his little feet swinging. "Are we?" All around him were arguments and chaos.

"Remember, comrade," Ivan whispered, leaning closer to me, "you have to stay with me all day today."

"Big sister, are we there yet?"

This was going to be a damn long day.

-/Hetalia/-

"Alfred, wake up," I said softly, shaking the American. "Get up, sleepyhead!" He groaned and his eyes fluttered open, and he immediantly saw everyone behind me, all holding presents and banners, and a cake.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"

"W-wha...? Is this...? IS THIS AN AMUSEMENT PARK?" Behind us was the entrance gate to an awesome park full of rollarcoasters and games. "DUDE! HAHA! THANK YOU!" He jumped out of the van and wrapped me in a bear hug.

"A-Al, you're going to crack my back!" I laughed and he dropped me.

"Thanks, everyone. You do care," he said, turning to everyone. He looked so happy he was almost ready to cry.

"I do not care," Ivan said happily. "I just did it for Sasha, da?"

"WHATEVER!" Audrey cried. "What are we waiting for?"

We all ran into the amusement park, ready for fun. We scanned around for something to do, when Vanya decided for us. "OH!" He tugged on my shorts. "Big sister Sasha, someone, can you win me that bear? Please!" He pointed to a giant bear holding a even gianter sunflower in its paws.

"Can do, little buddy!" Alfred gave him a thumbs up and went to the booth, where he bought three balls. He hit the item he needed to hit each time, and won the bear. The worker handed it to Al, and he handed it to Vanya.

"YAY!" Vanya cried, running around in a circle. You could only see the tip of his little feet since he held the bear over his head. The sunflower bobbed with each step, and I had to hold back a laugh. Ivan reached down and picked Vanya up by his overall straps. He still ran in the air, little legs moving a mile a minute. "The bear is mine, big me!" he cried, hugging his bear like a lifeline.

"Da, it is." Ivan looked closely at the sunflower the bear held. "Alfred, win me one."

"WHAT? Win your OWN, dude! It's my birthday!" Al looked taken-aback, like "what the fuck is this crazy man thinking, asking me to win him a bear?"

"Nyet," Russia said, setting Vanya down and stepping towards Alfred. "You win me one."

"No way!" With that, Alfred grabbed my hand and ran away.

"A-Al! AH!" I stumbled after him. "St-stop!" It wasn't until we were pretty far away that he stopped.

"Sorry. I wanted to piss him off and say thanks to you again. This was your idea, right?"

"Mm-hm." I smiled sheepishly.

"Thanks, bro. I was so surprise- Oh! There they are!" He pointed to to the group coming towards us. In the back was Ivan, smiling wider than ever with his arms crossed. There seemed to be a bubble around him, since everyone was staying a foot away, at least.

"C'mon!" He pulled me again, this time up and up stairs, until we reached the top. He pulled me into the rollercoaster boarding station, and then into the first car.

"Ivan is going to KILL you," Jenny laughed giddily, right behind us. She sat with Arthur, and behind her was Audrey and Yao, behind them was Bridget and Gilbert, and bringing up the rear was Madge and Mattie.

"He's waiting down at the exit with Vanya," Audrey snickered.

"Fuzzballs." I head-carred. I was dead. Suddenly, the coaster jerked, and we started to climb up. When we went down, I yelled out, "FUCK IT. IF I'M GOING TO DIE, I'M GOING TO ENJOY THIS!" I threw my hands into the air and screamed bloody murder. Laughs mixed in with my scream, and I heard everyone having fun. This was really a good choice.

When we got off, I remembered that Death awaited me. He was like the Grim Reaper, I swear. I hid behind Madge all the way down. She glanced back at me and snorted. "What the hell are you doing, Sash?"

"Hiding."

"Obviously! Why behind me?"

"Because you're the only one brave enough to punch him," I admitted. She grinned and held her hand out for a high five. I smacked it.

"Damn right I am." She put an arm around my shoulders and laughed. "Sash, we haven't had this much fun in forever."

"No, we haven't." I thought for a second. "You know you're still my best friend no matter what, right?"

"Yeah, course," she said, looking a bit surprised. "And you're mine." We grinned at each other. Madge wasn't one for sappy moments, but I think the rollercoaster loosened her up. "... And by the way... I kinda invited Caleb and Joshua. You don't mind, do you?"

My smile stayed in place. Sometimes it seemed like those two were taking away my best friend. I had been friends with her ever since kindergarden, I had known her first. But they were her friends, and they were friendly to me. I shouldn't be bothered by it. "No problem, Madge. Thanks for coming and helping me with it and everything, though. I know you don't like Al too much."

She shrugged. "You wanted to throw him a party. He's not... too bad. Of course I'd help, weirdo." [7] She smacked me lightly over the back of the head with a grin.

And then we were in front of Ivan. A pissed, happy-looking Ivan. "Comrade, you broke your promise."

"I didn't! Al pulled me away! There was nothing I could do!" I jumped behind Madge again.

"You touch her, I'll punch your lights out," she growled.

Dear, sweet Madge, how I love thee.

"Why are you punching a giant's lights out, shrimp?" I peeked out from behind her to see Caleb grinning. He held a present, and behind him Joshua also held a present. I waved.

"HAHA, DUDES, I DON'T KNOW YOU BUT THANKS FOR THE PRESENTS." Al went up and shook their hands enthusiastically, making them look a big freaked. Ah, yes. Madge had sane units.

"Sorry, guys," Madge said, clearly annoyed at the shrimp remark. "Sasha's units are nutcases."

"I've noticed," Joshua said, eyeing the America still shaking his hand and the kol'ing Russia. "So, where can we put these?"

"In the arcade," I said. "Madge, do you want to show them, or should I get one of the natio-"

"I'll do it," she replied hastily. She grabbed their sleeves and started to walk.

"Okay! Meet us at the pirate ship!" I called after her. "Ivan, I promise I'll stay by your side the rest of the day, please calm down. Let's go!"

We went to the pirate ship and rode it twice before Madge, Josh, and Caleb showed up. We rode rides and played games for hours, having tons of fun. We had to stop once Matthew almost puked after the loopy rollercoaster, and we headed to the arcade. There, Al opened up presents. I had got him his own camera, so he would stop "borrowing" mine, and he seemed to love it. He loved everything, excpet for Ivan's present. He had given him a free pass for "becoming one with Mother Russia". After that, we had hamburgers and we all ate cake and ice cream. It was getting dark, and so everyone stayed in the arcade, playing arcade games. I started to get tired, so I sat down on the bench, Ivan next to me. I watched the others play, a smile on my face. No one was arguing for once, other than a few spats about who was better at video games. This was nice.

Next thing I knew, I heard gravel crunching and everything was dark. Hm? I realized my eyes were closed, and I opened them a bit.

"Shh, comrade," Ivan whispered. "It is time to go home. Sleep, and I will drive."

I nodded sleepily. "Mm-hm. Thanks, Ivan. Madge!"

"Huh? What, Sasha?"

"Sorry for letting Ivan carry me," I said.

"Al tried to, but Ivan wouldn't let him," she muttered. "But it's fine. This once. He'll kill you, though."

"... Nah," I sighed.

"Go back to sleep, Sash," I heard Audrey.

"Yeah, you've been working too hard at work," Jenny chimed in.

"Not to mention I know you've been up all hours of the night planning this," Bridget added.

"This was awesome of you, Sash. Here." I felt a little thing on my stomach, and looked to find Gilbert putting a sleeping Gilbird on me. D'aww...

"You did a good job, big sister!" Vanya beamed up at me and I smiled back.

"I'll make you some tea and get you to bed when we get home," Arthur said softly, smiling at me.

"Thanks for letting us come," Caleb said.

"We had fun," Joshua added with a grin. "We should all hang out more."

I think I saw Madge twich.

I really love my friends.

-/Hetalia/-

[1] - Liebling means darling or baby in German~. Or technically guess it could be something like loveling... I don't even...

[2] - Much in Spanish. XD I don't know why I used it, I just did.

[3] - Thank you in Russian. I've used the incorrect phonetic spelling before. I apologize.

[4] - Oh god MLP reference. I'm so sorry. XDD If you have no clue what I'm talking about, well... good.

[5] - -_-' Here. Here is where my computer suddenly turned off and I lost EVERYTHING I had written after this point. I WAS ALMOST DONE. I am so pissed. So if it suddenly gets rushed and suckish after this, I'm sorry. It wasn't like that I HATE THIS THING.

[6] - It's from a comic or whatsit. Get it?

[7] - So, basically I wanted to get a bit more serious. So far, there'd really been nothing showing that Madge and Sasha are really good friends. They seemed more like frenemies, and people were picking that up. So I needed that part. I liked it. ^^ Showing Madge's and Sasha's softer sides... it was nice. I hope you liked it as well. I'm going to try to get more of this kind of stuff in chapters from no on.

I. AM. DONE~. So sorry it took so long! This chapter took TWO MONTHS, BRO. But I have to start doing this again, and I will reply to your reviews now. Please read and review,everyone!

I hope you liked it. I felt rusty, and I feel like it wasn't that good or funny. But I feel that for almost everything I write, so... apparently I'm a terrible judge of myself? According to you guys, at least. XD Again, hope you liked it.

OH! And if anyone is thinking about going to Ramencon in September in NW Indiana, tell me! My friends and I are trying to go.