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Nine: Dinner with the Family.

America was nervous. Extremely so.

Because he was about to have dinner with the United Kingdom Four. Aka, England's brothers and sister.

He sat at England's kitchen table; bourbon in one hand and the other tightened into a fist. England was running around said kitchen, like lunatic, getting everything ready. He quickly glanced at America and frowned.

"Are you alright?"

America's eyes darkened.

"If I had known I would have to go through something like this, I would have never started dating you."

"Ouch." England said, looking hurt, "This wasn't my idea America. They wanted to make sure you were good enough for me."

"That is why this is completely stupid! I'm friends with every one of them! They know what I'm like already and they know that I treat you well." He set his drink down and crossed his arms, huffing, "This is totally unnecessary."

England simply shrugged.

"Hey, you wanted to date me. And when you date a Kirkland…well then there's three other nations you have to take into account."

At that exact moment, the kitchen-back-door burst open and in sauntered in the other three countries of the United Kingdom.

Scotland, dressed in a simple but elegant blue suit, had a cigarette in his right hand and gave England a nod, before briskly walking over to his drinks cabinet and getting a whiskey.

Wales bounced forward, looking happy, as usual, and beamed at England.

"Hey bro!" He called before turning to America, "America! What's up? I'm glad we could all have dinner today together, I can't wait!" He then walked over to America and leaned closer to him.

"Just watch yourself ok? You make one single little mistake, or make any notion to which we would think you could harm and hurt England in any way, we will destroy you, got it?"

America looked up, horrified by this evil Wales, who was smiling at him innocently. America, words caught in his throat, simply nodded. Wales grinned.

"Great, well I'm sure we'll talk at dinner!" and then bounced away over to Scotland.

America sighed but then immediately thought, 'Oh God, I've forgotten about the worst of them all.'

He shifted his gaze uneasily towards the door and groaned.

Northern Ireland (who had dragged her boyfriend with her) was currently kissing the life out France, ignoring England's desperate cries of disgust and annoyance.

Finally tearing herself away from France she gave England a little sultry wave and then flung her head around in America's direction. She whispered a few words to France who then wandered over to annoy England and Northern Ireland made her way over to America.

Ignoring all other chairs at the table, she threw her arms around America's neck and crossed her long legs over his.

"Bonjour America. Ca va?"

"Hey Northern Ireland. Well, I'd be a lot better if you'd get off me." He frowned at her and she chuckled lightly.

"Sorry if I'm making you uncomfortable but this is all part of the plan. See, I know Wales has already given you the death threat and Scotland has completely ignored you. But I've got the best plan ever. What I'm going to do is see just how much you love England. I'm going to do whatever I can to get you to sleep with me."

America's jaw dropped.

"I'm sorry?"

Northern Ireland smirked at him.

"You heard me. There's a known fact between all the countries who attend the world summit; I'm pretty easy to get with. So, naturally, as one of the biggest nations in the world, you know these things. Cos you agree with them. Of course, you say you love my brother, and that's just dandy. But I'm going to test you. If you can go the whole night by stopping me from seducing you then I'll let you date my brother. But if you succumb to one little thing, then what Wales said will come true. Comprende?"

America gulped.

"This is fair! Northern Ireland, we're friends!"

Northern Ireland lifted herself off America and grinned.

"Sure we are. But England's important to me. I just wanna know you won't screw him over by screwing someone else, yeah?"

"But, you're totally contradicting yourself then! If I have sex with you won't I be screwing him over?! And what about France?" America spluttered in disbelief.

Northern Ireland tilted her head to one side in deliberation.

"True. But I'm going to be forcing myself on you, as a test. So it's justified. And France knows about this anyway. He thinks it's hilarious."

America growled at her.

"Well I don't. And I'm telling England, about you and psycho Dylan over there too!"

Northern Ireland looked almost bored as she glanced up with checking her fingernails.

"Yeah, because he's sure to believe you that Wales of all people has threatened you. Anyway, haven't you heard of our family motto, America? 'Fuck over a Kirkland, and they'll fuck you over right back.'"

America glared at her.

"From England's pirate days. He doesn't like anyone knowing that motto now but we still stick by it." Northern Ireland turned on her heel and looked over her shoulder back at America and blew him a kiss.

"Five minutes until dinner. See ya there." And sauntered away over to France and England.

America, running a hand through his hair, sunk back in his chair.

This family is fucking crazy…

Hahahaha! So you didn't get to see what happened at dinner but you get the idea! Leave you to think of your own scenario, lol! I liked scary Wales, did you? And, well, Northern Ireland is basically being normal! Cheers, LucyMoon1992 x