Drunk!England & Russia

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I wasn't even sure what happened.

I went to Big Brother's house as usual, but the way he acted the moment I saw him told me something was off. He looked liked he overdosed on vodka, but for all my life he never got drunk drinking vodka. Never.

I shook him, as he sat in his office with his forehead on the table. Vodka bottles were strewn all over the floor. "What the hell are you doing here, Belarus...?" he slurred. I raised an eyebrow. He never talked to me so bravely. Usually he would cower in fear. "I'm here to visit, Big Brother. Now tell me what happened."

"Oh it's just that stupid China..."

Yup. He was drunk.

I spent the next few hours cleaning up his office and getting him ready for bed. I was ready for his hangover. And for safety reasons, I got Big Sister Ukraine to come over.

Meanwhile in England...

A scary aura exuded from him, as he held his wand with a child-like smile. "What did you say, France?" he asked, taking his steps painfully slow. The country he was talking to, hid behind Canada, muttering apologies in French.

"What did you say!?" he asked, louder this time, that Canada was shaking. Kumajirou, behind held by Canada very tightly, was very confused. The moment England was just inches away from the two countries, the polar bear had the nerve to ask,"Who are you?"

"Who am I? I am the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, the one and only."

Canada whispered,"W-What happened...?" "He was dead drunk, and when he woke up, he was this scary." France replied, still hiding.

England started laughing, almost resembling Russia's laugh. "I think he's drunk." "He doesn't even look drunk." "Must be his friends or something." Before the two did anything, England waved the wand with the words: "Hoata!" ((It autocorrected to Goats so that's an alternative.))

Poor America was a little too early in screaming,"I'm the Hero!!" The spell barely missed him and hit his shy brother instead. I just don't get why I wrote "Poor America".

Canada somewhat became a "chibi", at which France revealed his fanboy side. America knocked England out, fortunately, but didn't want to risk waking him up to turn Canada back to normal. So Canada was left being very small, and held onto Kumajirou's neck, hanging on for his dear life.

Thankfully England was himself the next morning, but with a huge hangover. Russia on the other hand was as normal as he could be.

Poor Canada saw the world from a different perspective, and that scarred him for many days. But seeing pancakes was like heaven to him.

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A/N: this one was weird. I'm going for more comedy, and it appears that it just makes my writing weird. Anyway, ciao and see you in the next one-shot!

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