The Crimson Sky

Chapter 2

As the countries woke up the next morning, they made their way from various rooms, tangled up with various countries, to the kitchen. America, who had woken up at the bottom of a dog pile with England, France, and Canada stumbled to the kitchen for a cup of wake-up coffee, in which the little 'kick' was courtesy of France. Italy stumbled in trying to find the coffee maker, but of course being half asleep he ended up walking into various objects. America chuckles at his sleepy friend and starts a cup of coffee for him "Sit down, Feliciano, I just started one for you."

"I can't find the chair" Italy stated walking around the kitchen. Germany walked in to the kitchen as well--already dressed in his uniform--and helped Italy into a chair at the table, keeping his hand on the Italian's shoulder for longer than necessary.

"Hello Germany"said the cheery Italian.

Germany gulped and removed his hand from Italy's shoulder, blushing slightly "Guten morgen, Italy."

America handed Italy his coffee and smiled at the pairing's cuteness before returning to his own cup of joe.

"Grazie America" Italy said taking a sip off his coffee. Meanwhile Finlanf had comendered the coffee maker and gone back to the room he shared with the rest of the Nordics.

"Coffee," Sweden grumbled at Finland  from the bed.

"Yup. " Finland said plugging in the machine.

"Are you okay?" Norway who was also lounging on the bed asked the hungover Denmark, whom was throwing up in the bathroom.

"Ya. I'm just peachy" Denmark said leaning over the toilet. "I think I made a new friend to."

"Who's the new friend, Den?" Norway called curiously, gravitating to the bathroom.

"The toilet Norge. We're bonding."

Norway entered the bathroom and patted his friend's back "I am glad you have a new friend."

"Good, but don't get jealous of him. " Norway said possibly half asleep. Norge smiled and picked Denmark up, carrying him back to bed. Meanwhile, the other countries were searching frantically for the coffee machine. Except for Italy who had decided to walk around now that he was awake. America had also left the kitchen, disappearing into a different room. England had seen America leave and he decided to follow him. Mostly because he had a strange feeling something was about to happen. A couple minutes later, America emerged from the room--the attic--covered in dust and carting an old-fashioned coffee machine. England shook his head shrugging off the feeling and followed America back to the kitchen. Just as America entered the kitchen, so did an angry looking Switzerland followed by a concerned Liechtenstein.

"Liechtenstein what's wrong with your brother?" England asked after the two had walked in. Lichtenstein only glances slightly at America. England was about to respond when he was interrupted by Switzerland half shouting "You want to know what happened?! America kissed me "

"So what?" France shrugs, "I kiss people all the time. See?" he turns promptly and kisses Lichtenstein.

"France! " both England and Switzerland yelled. All though for two completely different reasons

France chuckled, slinging an arm around England, "I was proving a point, Mon Cheri."

America finally turned around from plugging in the coffee machine and moved away from it to avoid being crushed by the stampede of coffee-crazy countries. He quizzically met the gazes of England, France, Switzerland, and Lichtenstein.

England looked at him, "What were you thinking America?"

"Switz looked lonely and it was midnight, so I kissed him," America replied cheerfully, "And also that I love cheeseburgers."