England: I would most likely take it up the ass willingly instead of begging for my seme to stop. *smirks and glances at America who is blushing several shades of red* Now...Romano, truth or dare?
Romano: Truth eyebrow bastard. I don't trust you. *looks off to side*
France: This should be interesting.
England: Is it true that Spain has proposed to you?
Spain: *doing hand actions to tell him to shut the hell up*
Romano: CH-CHIGI! DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT SUCH A THING! BASTARDO! *blushes more then America did* Potato bastard. Truth or dare? (Germany)
Germany: Dare
Romano: I dare you to not talk, touch or even look at my brother for the rest of the day.
America: Oh god. Be right back! *runs away and we hear puking noises*
Germany: *growls*...
*America comes back and sits next to England, then grabbed a bucket and pukes again.*
everyone: O.o
Denmark: *randomly appears* Its your turn Germany! Woot!
Germany:...
Canada: *pokes germany this time with dagger* I think hes dead to...
*somewhere in the background America pukes again and England walks him to the bathroom*
Germany: *tries to talk without moving lips* Ask Russia truth or dare
Canada: *still poking Germany w/ dagger* Hey Russia! Germany said truth or dare?
Russia: Truth, da?
Germany: *still trying to talk without moving lips* Canada think of something
Canada: Russia, why are you such a big damn perv?
Russia: Perv? I'm not that. Now...all of you become one with Mother Russia, da?
Everyone: NO!
*America pukes in the background*
Denmark: Okay what the hell are you doing?
England: If I don't know then you wont. And besides its not even your turn to ask now is it. So...SHUT. IT!
Russia: I'll change that. Denmark, truth or dare, da?
Denmark: Dare?
Russia: Da! Kolkolkol~ I dare you to become one with Russia!
Denmark: I'm so going get you later
Russia: *drag Denmark off to who knows where*
*several minutes later they come back with Russia carrying Denmark, apparently he cant walk...for a while.*
Denmark: Heh...u-um. America t-truth or-or d-dare?
America: Dare I know I'm going to regret this
Denmark: Dammit! Wait...yes! I dare you to tell me why you keep throwing up!
America: Um...I don't even know...I just feel sick to my stomach. *throws up again*
Prussia: I think you screwed him to hard eyebrows...
England: *rubbing Americas back and sighs* Shut it ex-nation. And since he cant even talk without vomiting I'll say it. France, truth or dare?
France: Dare
England: This is one that would make Alfred laugh.
Everyone: *shocked that he used Americas human name*
England: I mean America. Anyway, shove frog legs up your nose. *smirk*
America: *chuckles then throws up again*
France: England I'm so going to kill you! *go into the kitchen and comes back with frog legs up his nose*
Everyone: *laughs so much except for America and Romano*
France:...
England: *stifles a laugh* O-okay France. You can take them out now.
Prussia: AND LETS TURN THIS INTO A DARING CONTEST! WHOEVER BACKS OUT OF A DARE THEY HAVE TO CHUG A WHOLE BOTTLE OF GERMAN BEER!
Everyone: *mega facepalm*
France: *pulls frog legs out of nose*
*several people snicker and some random person yells* RUSSIA I DARE YOU TO ACT LIKE A PIKACHU THROUGH OUT HALF AN HOUR!
Russia: *facepalm* pika?
Everyone: *snickers*
Russia: *grr...angryness* Pika! Pikapikapikapikapika! PIKACHU!
Everyone: *full out laughing*
Antarctica: O-okay, *cant stop laughing* Denmark. I dare you to walk.
Denmark: O-okay? *tries to get up...but just falls on his butt and swears in Danish as he is in bad pain*
Denmark: Dammit! Um...England I dare you to not talk to America and ignore him for until I say.
England: *super pissed*
France: *snickers*
England: Frog face! (France) I dare you to be out of character!
France:...
Sealand: Yay! hes not the normally perverted frog he is! Woot!
Everyone: O.o This is awkward...
France:...
Antarctica: *tackles* That's it! Your dare is officially over! Its to weird like this! Dare me Papa France! It hasn't been my turn since that horrid dare!
France: I dare you to put frog legs up your nose until the next time someone dares you
Antarctica: Aw! D: *pulls frog legs out of nowhere and shoves them up nose* Hmmph! Hope your happy...um...Spain I dare you...to do something that Romano would hate. *evil smile*
Spain: What were you thinking of?
Antarctica: *evil glint in eyes* Burn your precious tomato patch...
(A/N) Oh no! Not the tomato patch! D: