Stop Saving Me!

Party Filled With Drunks

Philippine's POV

"I brought vodka, da?" Russia said with a bottle in his hand. I nodded and he put it with China's and Japan's food that was on the catering table. They were still arguing in the kitchen but I was okay with it.

"Sorry that these people have to be such Idiots...," Hungary crossed her arms with the frying pan on her right hand. "Yes but ZE AWESOME PRUSSIA is here!" Prussia said. Hungary chucked her frying pan at him. That little bird of his, Gilbird, was twittering away from Prussia in fear.

I couldn't help but laugh. "And zhat was one of those idiots...," Hungary muttered and got her frying pan from Prussia as she knocked him unconscious. "You know the bad touch trio isn't the same with that tomato-loving idiot, Spain," France muttered. "But I am still superior to all of you!" France said and red roses started appearing in the background.

"France...stop...," Hungary said and raised her frying pan. "Okay okay!" France said and sat back on his desk. I got some sushi from Japan and some chow mein from China. They were incredible at cooking. But of course there was England's food that no one even dared to touch.

"The dude should stick to telling little brats fairy tales," America said looked at England's food in disgust. I giggled. "Your jokes are corny," I said. America smirked. "Corn doesn't really taste as good as burgers," America said and looked at the drinks and saw that one bottle was half-full.

"Crap. England got wasted," America whispered over to me and I heard metal changing in the kitchen. I ran to where I heard the ruckus.

"AM I CATHOLIC?! OR AM I PROTESTANT?! GOD I DON'T KNOW!!!" I heard England's famous line when he was drunk. "Um, Piri you might wanna stay behind me. The HERO will handle this!" America said proudly and went inside the kitchen.

"You dude! Your wasted!" America said. England slapped his face. "YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT ME!! I'M UNITED BLOODY KINGDOM!!!!" England yelled. "Leave America alone, aru!" China yelled. "Can't you just sorve this probrem peacefurry?" Japan asked keeping his distance. "I am surrounded by high-maintenance people! Who are..complete idiots..," Germany muttered.

"Germany Germany! What is-a going on-a? I can make the-a pizza!" Italy said raising up his white flag now in how blue military uniform instead of Hungary's clothes. "~Ve the food smells so-a good China and Japan-a!" Italy said. "SHUT UP YOU BLOODY PASTA LOVER!!!" England yelled. Italy frowned. "

"What is wrong with-a England? He's acting-a scary!" Italy whimpered. "Piri!! Piri-a Help!!" Italy whimpered and hid behind me. "Um, Italy... He's just drunk..," I said. Italy just laughed. "Let's all follow in his-a footsteps!" Italy said and grabbed France's bottle of wine that he brought. My eyes widened. "Nonono Italy you should just still to pasta," I said and out France's wine back on the table.

"LET THE LAD DRINK AND GET DRUNK!!! LIKE PUB!!! AHAHAHAHAHA!!! I MET SOOOO MANY GIRLS THERE!!!" England said. "Oi vey," Germany said and face palmed himself. "I think he's rearry drunk guys," Japan said. America nodded. "The dude needs some light in his crap-hole," America said. I smacked his arm. "America! Language!" I said. America sighed and nodded. "Yes ma'am," he said and dragged England to the bedroom. I followed.

"Keep an eye on Italy, okay?" I whispered over to Japan and Germany. They both nodded. "It's my job," Germany said. "Come on-a big brother Romano! Let's get-a drunk!" Italy said cheerfully. "Get away from me you-a Pasta-Loving-a Bastard!" Romano yelled. I put my thumb up and followed America and England. "I SAVED YOUR ASS, AMERICA!! YOU DIDN'T TURN INTO ONE OF THOSE FRENCH FROGS!!!" England said. America rolled his eyes. "Dude just shut up," America muttered and opened the door.

"BUT I DIDN'T SAVE CANADA BECAUSE HE WAS YOUNGER THAN YOU!!! I DIDN'T WANT SOMEONE QUIET!!! I WANTED SOMEONE LIKE YOU...," England said. America had an uncomfortable expression on his face. "Dude, chill. And you sound like a Gay Steven Spielburg," America said and threw England inside the room and locked the door. There was banging on the walls. "WHY WON'T THE LIGHT SHUT UP?!" England yelled. "GET ME OUT OF THIS PLACE AMERICA LIKE WHEN I SAVED YOUR ASS!!!"

I couldn't help but giggled. America laughed. "See? I told you that the Hero could handle this!" America said proudly. "Now, back to that party?" America asked and held out his hand. I nodded and took it, blushing lightly.

"OOOOOOH THERE'S HAMBURGERS!!!!" America said. "Sorry. But the Hero will be right back!" America said and walked over to the food bar. I sighed and walked over to the bathroom for a second to was my hands and face.

When I went back outside, everyone was freaking drunk. Even America and Canada. "WHOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! ZE AWESOME PRUSSIA HAS OVERRULED FRANCE!!! KESESESESESE!!!!" Prussia said with his stupid pirate hat on. "MARRY ME ENNGGGLAAANNNDDDD!!!!" France yelled. My eyes widened. I looked in the other direction for a sane person. Of course! Vietnam!

"Vietnam why is everyone drunk?!" I yelled. She just laughed. "OOOOHHH IS THAT RIGHT?! GIVE ME 500 DOLLARS AND I'LL TELL YOU THE TRUTH THAT MY FOOD IS BETTER THAN CHINA'S!!!!" Vietnam yelled. I sighed and ran to the kitchen. Germany had to be the non-drunk person here.

"Germany everyone's drunk! You've gotta help me!" I yelled. Germany was making a snow angel in chocolate frosting. "What the...," I trailed off and ran away from the creepiness, but I bumped into someone who muffled my talking with his gloved hand. Russia? Crap...

"KOLKOLKOL KOLKOLKOL KOLKOLKOL KOLKOLKOL KOLKOLKOL!!!!!" I heard Russia say creepily. I cringed. "AMERICA!!!" I yelled. But he too, was drunk. "Awe come on!" I complained. "THE HERO WILL SAVE YOU LOIS LANE!!! SUPERMAAAAANNNNNNN!!!!" America yelled and punched Russia in the face. I cringed and stayed back.

"KOLKOLKOL...," I heard Russia say. Does Vodka really do this to people? "BACK AWAY FROM MY WOMAN!!!" America said in a sassy voice. I looked in every direction. But there was no sane person here. Not even Austria.

"This is going badly already. Thanks a lot England...," I muttered as the yelling of drunkness filled the air with stench. "Well, might as well join them,' I said and got some of America's beer and chugged it.

"EEEEEEEEYYYYYY IIII'MMMM DRRRUUUNKKKKK!!!" I yelled. Everyone cheered. "WHOOOO!!!" They all yelled. I ended up punching Vietnam in the face.