Arthur tried to sleep; really he did, but a rather large group of noisy, noisy teenagers in the garden getting hammered seemed to be actually trying to keep him awake. Ralph had dealt with the noise by moving to another room further away from the noise, but Arthur had to be stubborn. Arthur chose to stay in his room, which he soon realised may not have been the brightest of ideas.

Soon, the noises quieted down enough for Arthur to almost sleep, but not quite. He suspected that all the boys who had been outside were going back to their rooms to retire and, Arthur hoped, wake up in the morning with terrible hangovers from the no doubt cheap alcohol that they had been drinking.

Arthur heard footsteps outside his door (which he had forgotten to lock). Said door began to open and incoherent words began to spew from the lips of the intruders who Arthur recognised as Francis and Antonio. Strangely, it sounded like they understood each other somehow.

'I've had enough of uninvited visitors' thought Arthur as he sat up and glared at the two.

Francis and Antonio smiled. Arthur couldn't see much in the dull light but from what he could see, the expressions the teens were sporting could only really be described as 'rape faces'. Arthur was rather terrified of what was to come after looking at them.

They continued to smile. They walked close enough to Arthur that he could smell the alcohol on their breath. They kneeled on the bed, wrapped their arms around Arthur, got as close to his face as possible and fainted.

Maybe fainted isn't the right word, more fell asleep very suddenly.

Arthur struggled and wiggled and tried to break free but he failed unsurprisingly.

'I need to get stronger' he thought, giving one last punch to Francis' arm.

He continued thinking. There was no more noise. He was warm. Why couldn't he fall asleep? Was it the stench of alcohol and Frenchman? Possibly…

Ironically, Arthur had just fallen asleep while thinking about not being able to sleep.

"Hey Artie, wake up bro. Wake up. Wake up. Wake…" Ralph was shaking Arthur and chatting into his ear trying to wake him up.

"Shut it you stupid Bogan, I'm awake" Arthur said. Arthur didn't like being woken up for undoubtedly stupid reasons.

"Whoa Artie, I think you're getting grumpier lately" Said Ralph

"I'm not grumpier, I'm just tired"

"No… you're def grumpier"

"…def?"

"Definitely"

"Stop the slang Ralph. We can do without it." Arthur glanced around "Where are the cunt faces?"

"Who?" Ralph paused "Oh, Them! They went away to puke about an hour ago and didn't come back." Ralph lied. He'd actually chased them out of the room at five o'clock in the morning, as he was afraid they would have done something to Arthur when they woke up, but Arthur didn't need to know that. Ralph placed a hand on his chin "Now what was I going to tell you… hmm… Alvise wants us to go pick up this week's food from town, see? He gave me a list and a wheelie bag thing to put the stuff in" Arthur glanced at the wheelie bag thing Ralph was holding.

"Is that so? Alright…" Arthur rubbed his eyes. He didn't want to go but Ralph couldn't go alone. Feliciano and Lovino overheard the exchange in the hall.

"I want to come too" Said Feliciano, making Arthur jump. He hadn't noticed the two Italians that were currently sitting on the end of his bed. He must be more tired than he'd previously thought.

"Yeah… I need to talk to Vash and Lili anyway" said Feliciano.

"What do they have to do with going shopping?" asked Arthur.

"Ve~ they work in the bakery with their parents~" Said Feliciano with a very strange smile. To Arthur it was like there was nothing behind his eyes (At least when you could see his eyes. Really though how does he keep them closed?).

"If you want to come, it's fine. You should show me around town while we're there, too" said Arthur.

Feliciano beamed. Lovino frowned.

"I'm coming too." Lovino paused "But only to make sure Feli doesn't do anything retarded" he said.

"If they're going, can I not?"said Ralph.

"You're a lazy person, aren't you?" said Arthur. Ralph just stared at him for a few seconds, shouted 'fuck this shit' and fled.

"You're cousin is a dick" said Lovino.

"I'm aware"

"Ve~ but he has things to do. He made friends with a boy from…nuu ze-a-land… I'm sure he wants to spend time with his new friend" said Feliciano

"Oh really? That's new. I recall him never wanting much to do with New Zealanders. Maybe he warmed up to them finally because their countries are so similar" As Arthur said this, a chill ran down his spine. He thought he heard Ralph scream 'AUSTRALIA IS NOT like fucking Sheep Island!' but he just shrugged it off.

Arthur picked up the wheelie bag and the list "Shall we go?" he said

"Yay! Let's go~ Let's go~" chanted Feliciano. Lovino continued to frown as they walked. Feliciano was acting strange, but he couldn't put his finger on what was wrong with his wimpy younger brother.

I'm sorry the update was later than usual :( I'm thinking of doing another worldxEngland, but probably only after this one is done. I'm also sorry about the quality of recent chapters, I'm just a bit of a n00b with writing, hopefully I'll get better soon. Please review, like, a vote is great, I'd really like to know who should win, so far it's one vote each for Prussia, Russia, Scotland and Germany. Yup. Bad things will happen if that's the ending uhh... group of males who win. (how would I even go about writing that?).