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Well it seems our dear writer has had writer's block, and has no idea how to continue the story. Tough luck huh? However, now apparently the lazy writer decided to at least try. Anyways for the story so far, fights have broken out among the guests because of the game. Looks like one team who was no expected to win is like really far ahead. Oh well. Now for the nations!

"Vee… Germany! Japan! These people are scary! Why are they fighting?" The Northern Italian was clinging to his friends' arms while crying loudly. This was getting some dark looks from the surrounding kids.

"We don't know Italy, but stop crying you are causing a scene." Germany was slowing trying to back away from the kids whose looks had become increasingly angry. Japan was too busy drawing the too in his notebook to notice that they had bumped into others.

"Sir, I know you are a guest so I won't punch your lights out, but you have blocked my view of the tv. Oh I am Georgia." A frizzy blonde with fierce green eyes stared at the German and Italian.

Italy jumped away from her landing in Russia's lap, and Germany scooted back to his spot. A screech was heard which was met with angry threats and a creepy laugh.

"Ah.. dudes you might want to quieten down or else some of the states might knock you out." America gave the two a sympathetic look. At least until Liberty jumped onto his back screaming that her team was winning.

"These people are bloody crazy!" England was constantly being shoved by the children around him who were fighting about the teams. A wail was being heard about how their team was losing, and the other must be cheating.

Annnddd another fist fight has broken out over that statement. It seems the states friends are pretty chill about what was going on, and were watching the game in peace. France tapped one of the children on the shoulder.

"If you don't mind telling me, but how are you so calm while the states are going crazy." The Frenchman grunted when another stray kick was met with his back.

"It's just football." The violet eyed child stared at him as if he were stupid.

"Just football?! You guys are just as bad when it is hockey! Actually you are terrifying when its hockey." The boy glance to the kid next to him which looked almost identical except for the hair was slightly darker. Glancing at the Frenchman he gave a smirk. "I'm Drake or South Dakota by the way, and you are about the get punched."

France moved quickly before two kids brawling landed in his spot. He was never coming to a Superbowl party with these people again. He felt a tap on his shoulder and spotted Liberty.

"Sorry France. They usually aren't this bad, but they are showing off because all of you are here." She moved just in time before two more children walked through with snacks.

"Madam do not worry about me. Though I might avoid your house next time this Superbowl comes around." France was met with a laugh before cheers erupted. Somebody had made a touchdown. And suddenly it all stopped as the halftime show began its preparations.

"Tell the awesome me the rest of the story!" Prussia had jumped onto the chair America was sitting on. The American looked disgruntled at his view being block, but if he told the story then maybe they would stop bothering him about it.

"Fine dude, but get off!" He shoved the albino onto the floor. His wife sauntered over and took the spot Prussia was once at.

"Besides his team is losing so he has time to tell you." Her words were met with a playful growl. Or at least the nations hoped it was playful otherwise they were leaving before the two would get in a fight. They have a feeling it would be very dangerous to be around.

"So when I got there Switzerland and Tex were laying on the floor under the airport scanner. A small pocket knife was laying next to Switzerland's hand from where it had slipped out of its hiding spot." Laughter could be heard from the kids around Tex who was blushing. Their calm and collected brother had fallen under a nation. Tex quickly used his mother's favorite move and slapped the back of his siblings' heads.

"Tex don't you be hitting your siblings' heads! I don't care if you have seen me do it to your father!" The red head shouted over the noise to her son. Tex looked down not wanting to further aggravate his mother.

"Anyways… We played back the video, and it turns out the other who were in there started arguing managed to push their sister into the two who were both about to go into the scanner knocked them both in there and the knife that fell out was Switzerland's. They counted the weapon and Tex had one more because of the knife setting off the alarms. No big deal." The hero grinned. Sure it wasn't a big deal, but he did win the bet so he got free chores from the kids for a month.

"Tch. That is lamer than I thought it would be." Romano was sitting with some of the kids who were comparing notes with him about food.

The other nations were in shock trying to see how their curiosity gotten them into this mess. They thought there was more to the story, but now they couldn't leave. That would be considered rude after all. Luckily for them they soon got into the spirit after their let down of a story. The commercials were cute, the game heated up and went into overtime, and the team that was losing won.

"No! They were losing! How did they win?" Liberty was shouting at the tv after the game was over as her husband laughed at her.

"Alright kids time for bed. Your mother is going to be there a while. Also nations I will lead you out it is time for you guys to go or else they will never go to sleep." America patted his wife on the shoulder as he heard the mass of people to their destinations.

Well, guess that is the end for this story. Mostly because I think the author ran out of ideas. Who knew the Superbowl could be so crazy with the Jones family? Also, I wonder if the nations noticed that at least thirteen of the children there looked nothing like America or Liberty. Wonder who they belong to? Whelp. Draw a circle that's the Earth! Buh-Bye!

A/N: I am so sorry! Thank you to everyone who has read and reviewed this story it truly means a lot to me! I am sorry, but I will not be updating regularly; however, I will try to update more often. Thank you again!
John 3:16