Halloween Special~ Light

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“So you all have something already planned for Halloween?” America asked, looking genuinely curious. England sighed exasperatedly. “Yes! Bloody yes! Now, can you please leave? We need to set up!” he said in irritation.

America put his hands up defensively, a small grin forming on his lips. “No problem, dude, I’ll get out your way.”

France waved America off, pushing him lightly into his (America’s x3) car. “Arevouir! Come again at exactly five o’ clock!” he said, cheerfully shutting the door. America awkwardly put his hands on the steering wheel and started the engine. “Okay…” he said giving in. “Five, then. See you later-“

“Just go!” England huffed. America laughed. He drove off, not looking over his shoulder to look at the countries one last time. England turned to the others. “Okay then…where are we going to have this so called ‘haunted house’?” he asked impatiently. France smiled, marveling at the field behind them. “Well here, of course. It’s perfect, no?”

“I agree aru. I could easily have it built right here!” China cut in. He folded his arms over each other, large sleeves hanging over his hands. “It will be too easy, aru!”

Japan nodded. “And I could plan it. I already have an idea, it that’s alright.”

“Japan! You don’t need permission! Stick up for yourself!” Switzerland scolded, gun in hand. Japan paled slightly, shaking just a bit. “Uh….hai.” he said, trying to cover up the high edge in his voice at the end of the phrase. Switzerland nodded, backing away. Spain sweat dropped. “So we are ready to start, right?” he asked.

Italy beamed. “I want to help with the plans!” he said. “I can help! I can help!” Romano scowled. “What are you talking about? Do you even know what we’re doing?”

“Building?” Italy said a bit unsurely. He smiled sheepishly. “That’s-a what I thought…”

“We are building, aru.” China confirmed. “But we have to get the full story first! Are we dressing up?”

Spain grinned. “I have the perfect idea for what Romano should wear-“

“Shut up!” Romano muttered, cutting off Spain. His eyebrows furrowed. “I’m not putting on a any costumes!” Italy started to pout. “But why, mi fratello? It will be fun!”

“Says who!? The macho potato!?” Romano said scowling. Germany gave a frustrated sigh. “Exactly vhat have I done to make you hate me?” he asked. Romano didn’t answer, but his scowl deepened.

Spain smiled. “We don’t have to dress up! We can just hide!”

France cried dramatically, wandering around bitterly. “Oh no! I want to work on costumes, mon ami!” he said. Spain scratched the back of his head. “Lo siento, mi amigo. You can definitely design costumes if you want.” He apologized. France grinned, giving his friend a hug. “Merci!”

England sighed, clutching his forehead in irritation. “Are we done? Can I say what we’ll do once the place is actually built, now?”

The other countries nodded. Switzerland clocked his gun. “You should have taken control sooner. Now we’ve wasted time!”

England sighed again. “Okay then.” He smiled evilly. “The objective is to scare the states silly! No more will they torment me, or place lizards in bed my bed, or spiders in my tea, or-“

France gasped. “Zhey have done all this to you?” He seemed truly horrified and amused at the same time. England frowned, believing France was laughing on the inside (which he was-HARD). “Not yet, but they will! I’ve seen the way that hill billy looks at me!”

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