Hooray! Mann makes her first appearance in this story. She was not involved with the previous night's events but whatever. I realize I never explained how Mann got there, Scotland called her for help when Ireland went berserk.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia but I do own Mann, Ireland, North, Scotland, and Wales. Sarah owns Israel and Romania.

"Right, well now that everything is in order, Big brother Scotland you better remember never to make woman jokes around Ireland ever again." A red headed girl who looked to be about the human age of 18 told Scotland sternly.

"Yes Mann." "And North, you seriously have a death wish don't you? Mom I think you should ground them."

"For the umpteenth time Mann I am not your mother." Wales said exasperatedly as he pushed his glasses father up on his nose.

"Now Ireland, get back to explaining last night to Israel. And Israel, if you interrupt and something like this happens again I'm not stopping it." Mann said promptly taking her seat in between Scotland and Wales.

"Alright well, let's see. Where did I leave off? Oh yes. So Israel you were dancing with France and Romania and I didn't stop you…"

"Plus I gave her my taser when we entered the pub so if she needs it, she has it." Ireland reassured Italy. "Ve~ but Ireland I thought you were the only one who could use it."

"Meh, what's the worst that could happen?" "Wow Ireland, you're much more mellow when you're drunk. Compared to England anyways." Germany said. England was once again yelling at America about how he was an idiot and he shouldn't have left.

"Yea, I always feel so relaxed." Ireland sighed. "You know in my opinion money is the world's curse." She added randomly. "Then may the Lord smite me with it, and may I never recover!" North joked.

Ireland stood up faster than anyone had ever seen, grabbing her bar stool in the process and hitting North on the head very hard. "How 'bout I smite you with this traitor!"

"Ve~ Germany, I think you may have spoken too soon." Italy said timidly as he grabbed onto Germany's arm.

"God Lynn, can't you take a freaking joke?" North said as he rubbed the tender spot on his head.

Ireland grabbed North by the collar. "You had to leave; money was just too good to pass up wasn't it? Prussia, toss me your lighter." Ireland ordered.

"Just be careful with it, it's almost as awesome as me and I don't want to buy another one." Prussia said as he lazily tossed the lighter to Ireland, having no idea what she was planning to do with it.

Within a few seconds everyone knew though, North's eyebrows were on fire. It was terrifying, it was painful, it was amusing, but mostly it was shiny.

Luckily Wales was kind enough to put them out. "Fucking Shit!" North yelled. "That Fucking hurt!" He began to randomly string together swears as they popped into his mind.

"Thanks for the lighter Prussia." Ireland smirked tossing it back to the former nation.

Before Ireland could do anything else America and England had surrounded her, if two people can "surround" someone that is. America grabbed Ireland's arm, "Ireland don't do anything else stupid." America warned.

"Don't touch me!" Ireland yelled before cutting America's arm pretty badly with her pocket knife. "Hurts to be the hero doesn't it?" Ireland gave a cruel smirk before walking off in a random direction.

Most of the nations there didn't know how to react. Most of them were concerned about the condition of North's face and America's arm, but a select few were just concerned as to how they had not yet been kicked out of the establishment.

Ireland made her way to the roof of the bar to get some fresh air. Little did she know Romania had followed her. "Hey, North and America annoy me as much as the next guy but that doesn't give you the right to set attack them." Romania lectured.

Ireland just stared past Romania not really hearing what he was saying. When Romania noticed Ireland wasn't listening he slapped her.

Bad idea, Israel had regained some common sense and came to look for Ireland. When she saw that Romania had just slapped her she attempted to use the taser. Effectively shocking Romania who then fell off of the roof and an ambulance had to be called.

"And that's pretty much what happened. Ride home you threw up on me. Sealand refused to stay here or at his own house because of all the drunk people. France tried to molest both of us at some point. I dyed my hair red. Other than that, it was a pretty average night." Ireland said sarcastically.

The room went silent all waiting for Israel's response.

"Hey Scotland…psssst Scotland." Mann whispered while elbowing the older nation. "Yes Mann?"

"Is this why you never let me go drinking with you guys?" "Yes Mann, this is exactly why I don't let you go drinking with us."

Israel blinked in shock. "I-I can't believe I didn't remember that."

"Oh and Scotland and Wales took over my house because they had to give up their rooms here to you and America." North said. "Scotland wanted to stay at Mann's house but we figured with him drunk-" North never got to finish that sentence because Scotland nailed him with a now empty tea cup that Mann had been drinking out of.

Israel was still sitting there in shock. "I-I honestly have no idea how to react to this."

"Well for starters you can say that North and I are not allowed to go drinking together on our birthday." Ireland said.

Israel nodded. "Yea, I think that'll work."

Well that was the last chapter. Officially, technically there's gonna be an epilogue next. Cause epilogues are fun. :D