England had just about enough of America's laughter. England swore he would curse France with dark magic for this. America's laughter started to wane. He stood up still giggling but finally let England in. America stared at him barely able to get his voice in control.

"What's up with the frilly pink and glittery penguins?" England chose not to dignify the comment with an answer. They both walked into the house and into the open space of living room connected to the kitchen. England's pride to another blow, he was the last one to get there. So every one saw his pajamas, which blew his plans to smithereens. He was going to change into any spare clothes that America could have lended him. He chose the penguins because the jeans and the shirt were so worn and had so many holes he would have been better off walking naked. Why did the penguins have to be glittery on top of pink? He only kept the things because it was a gift from a friend. He never wore them until now. What a lovely way to wear them the first time, England thought sarcastically.

The few other countries, Italy, Spain, Japan, Russia, Germany, Hungary just stared at him in shock with smiles on their faces. It was Hungary and Spain who started giggling first. The rest started in a few seconds later. England felt his cheeks inflame in embarrassment. He looked all in the room there was on who wasn't laughing but sat gazing at him with a smug smile and glitter in his eye. France! England stomped over him.

"England, what has possessed you to wear such a zhing? You and you proper manners and all surely wouldn't 'ave let you." France said with complete innocence and a smile. As if he didn't know!

"You know, you dirty swine!" That just made France smile wider and chuck louder at England. England wanted to deck him hard into the face. He had no clue has to how he had held back.

"Now, just because you 'ave poor choice in pajamas doesn't mean you 'ave to go around calling people dirty pigs. Seriously England zhat was rude." France blew England a kiss a proceeded to walk over to Spain and speak with him. AAAAGGGH! England was so frustrated he didn't even know how to begin to start.

America walked over to England a smile on his face. "Go upstairs to my bedroom maybe you can find something to get out of the penguins. Though they are cute…" America dodged the fist England swung his way.

A week later France had struck again.

France was happy with himself all week from the bit of revenge he had gotten out of England. Yet, he targeted it all on England. This time he decided to get both America and England. Fair was fair right?

Instead of sneaking in England's house using the window. France went around to the back door. He was able to pick the lock in seconds. England really needed to upgrade the locks his doors. It was too easy for intruders to get in. Today, France was the intruder. It was the middle of the day so he had to get in and out quick before England came back from wherever he drove off to.

France went through every thing in kitchen. Amazing that England had a kitchen at all when he cooks the way he does. He went through pretty much every cabinet to find what he was looking for, tea boxes and boxes of tea. Geeze how much tea was needed for him? Then, again France couldn't talk he had a whole pantry dedicated to wine. Pierre tweeted on his shoulder.

" Oui, Pierre. Zhat is exactly what I am going to do." France grabbed the boxes of tea and switched them out for packages of sugar and food dye America calls "Kool-aid" by switching the labels. When he opens the boxes England will get a nice surprise. There won't be one bit of tea leaves for him to brew. No tea for England for the next few days. France didn't want to miss a thing. He wanted to see how England would behave without his precious tea. Now, the next stop was America's house.

All the way over to America's house France pondered how to get to him. Not much fazed the stubborn nation. Except…hmm zhat would work. He went straight through the door. Really, at least England tried to lock it. It looked like no one was here so he went straight to the TV room. There in all it's expensive HD glory was the flat screen TV mounted on the wall. The thing was huge! France sighed he had a lot of work to do.

"Pierre, We 'ave some heavy lifting and anger ahead of us." He spoke to his adorable little white bird.

"Tweet,Tweet!" Pierre's feathers puffed adorably. France smiled, but it washed away as he stared at the TV in defeat. He had a feeling he would come out unscathed by the massive thing.

Part 5

Sighing England needed some tea. He needed the refreshment and comfort it gave him. He went to his pantry and pulled out a box full of green tea. He opened it only to find no tea, but the horrible sugar flavoring that America seemed to adore. It could only be one person who had the guts to mess with his tea.

"FRANCE!" England shout shook his whole house.

America needed some serious chill time. He has been out running every where today because on of his states decided it would be a great idea to jump in front of on going traffic. So not only was he doing everything for his boss, but he also had to go a hospital and get every thing his whiny and stupid state needed. He was exhausted and he wanted to play video games on his new TV.

He went into his TV room. He had a feeling something was not right. It a few minutes of staring at the wall to figure out his TV was supposed to be there! It was missing! Who could have done such a heinous thing? He looked every where some sort of clue.

It took him a while to find anything. He finally found the rose that was sitting on top of his video game shelf. France!

For those of you who have read up to this chapter may have noticed I have changed the summary a bit. I changed my mind on how the rest of the story will progress. Due to a bit of a writer's block. Hopefully it will not steer you away from the my story.

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