A Different Perspective (Countryhumans X Reader)

It's. About. To. Go. Down.

So. I would like you to describe the situation you see here, and yes, it is I, the author. America is somehow on the streets, going up to a light pole and pissing around it like a dog. Japan is black-out drunk and is now leaning on Kazakhstan. Finland acquired a noose and is trying to kill himself. And also, most of the countryhumans were here, meaning they have all seen what horrible shit has gone down.

 You, Russia, and Germany were the only people who held their liquor. Well more like Germany was too scared to drink, and you were too pissed to participate. All of you, and I mean all of you, have just been kicked out of the bar by the manager.

Let us rewind a bit, shall we? Let's.

So you were currently sweating your ass off on this crusty as fuck couch when your phone started to ring. Naturally, you went away from the loud music into the unisex bathrooms to answer the call. When you were finished, you went back to find Japan laying face down booty-up. You asked the others what happened and Russia said that he can't hold his liquor very well. Kazakh had arrived at that time, saying he and Fin could bring him home.  

You agreed until a girlish scream was heard behind you. Turning your head around you saw a Statehuman yelling, and pointing to Finland and then back to you. You were confused and asked her what was wrong, but she moved her hand too fast and ended up slapping you. She gasped dramatically and started crying hysterically, while Finland checked up on you. When she saw him checking up on you, she stomped her feet like a baby and was banging her fists on his chest. "What the actual fuck," You remember Finland saying. 

Germany hesitantly explained that she was obsessed with Finland and mistook you for his girlfriend, resulting in this whole situation. Laughing your ass off with Kazak, Finland reached underneath the couch for something. He pulled out a noose and tied it around his neck. 

"Holy, Fin! NO!" Kazak lunged for him, and they both toppled down to the floor in a big heap. The manager came out because someone, (the Statehuman) had reported you guys. He saw this and asked politely for all of you to get out. You complied - some didn't - and now there was just a group of people outside the bar, in the car park. 

You brought your three coworkers into your car so the four of you could get tf out there. While you guys were driving back home, America lost a bet with Russia and now he has to go to the light pole and piss around it. (Like mentioned before) 

But little did all of you know that the Organizations, Bosses (Aka Charlie), and Casey and Henry were there.