The Nightmares

Chapter 12: A Party?

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Later that same day, the nations were in the conference room once again, bored out of their minds and waiting out the days of their entrapment.

Francis was bored of the same thing everyday and desperately wanted to do something that changed that, like a party or something. As Francis dwelled on the idea, he realised they could easily have a party in the room he and Arthur had been to a few nights before. The electricity was luckily still working, there was plenty of alcohol, and who knows, they might even have enough food to spare!

Francis decided to approach both Antonio and Gilbert about it.

He sat on the table in front of the two who were chatting. "Mes amies, I have an idea." He purred. Gilbert leaned forward.

"Oh? What is it?" He crowed, interested in Francis' idea already. Antonio waited patiently.

"Well, Arthur and I found a 'party' room the other day," Gilbert and Antonio shared a quick look, "It has a bar and a dancefloor, and I was thinking of throwing our party for our poor, bored friends." Francis stated, finishing his sentence with flipping his hair.

"Sounds bueno!" Antonio cried, clapping his hands together in excitement. Gilbert nodded his head in agreement, cackling away to himself. Francis beamed at his two friends and told them to brief the others whilst he ran the idea by Ukraine.

"Ukraine, ma douce, I have an idea I need your permission for." France said sweetly, after making his way across the room to Ukraine, who was sitting quietly reading a book. Ukraine looked up at him with curious eyes, then marked the page on her book and set it down. "I was thinking about a fête for tonight, would that be okay?"

"Oh, I'm not sure, I don't think we have enough food to cater for it..." She mumbled, her eyebrows knitting into a frown. Francis gave her a small pat on her shoulder.

"You do not need to worry about catering Ukraine, we can just have the alcohol that is behind the bar!" Francis chuckled. Ukraine raised her eyebrows and laughed.

"Are you just trying to get everyone drunk?" She laughed. Francis smirked at her.

"Something like that." He purred, crossing his arms. Ukraine shaked her head at him, turning to pick her book back up.

"The party is fine with me, but you should tell Vanya first, this is his city." She stated, picking back up on the sentence she was reading. Francis smiled, but nodded reluctantly, not looking forward to the conversation he would have to have with Russia. Maybe if Alfred was there it would go a little easier.

"Thank you, mon ami." Francis grimaced, then set to finding where the Russian was.

He later found him with Alfred, who was ranting about something to do with The Avengers. Francis put a firm hand on Ivan's shoulder, then moved to sit on the table so that he was facing him.

"Monsieur Russie!" He cried, "I have an idea that will need your approval." Russia eyed him with suspicion, whilst Alfred looked at him with curiosity.

"What is it?" Russia mumbled. Francis realised that Ivan was already ready to say no, so he quickly explained.

"I was thinking about holding a party in the bar room Arthur and I found." He explained, putting his hands together in hope. Alfred flushed for a second, and turned away to compose himself.

Ivan's facial expression was showing he wasn't sure of the idea, and he got ready to shut the idea down when Alfred butted in.

"A party would be great!" He shouted, leaning forward. Ivan looked at him quizzically, but Alfred just smiled at him and winked. Francis gave a hasty smile.

"Splendide!" He pronounced, then rushed away to find Arthur before Russia could say anything to stop him.

"Why'd you do that?" Ivan asked Alfred.

"Dude, we have literally nothing to do for god knows how long, and you were about to shut it down. Might as well find some way to have fun! Besides, it'll do good for your rep." Russia nodded.

"My rep, da." Not being too sure what exactly a 'rep' was.

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Meanwhile, Matthew was sat on the opposite end of the conference table, quietly reading a book that Arthur had told him he had thoroughly enjoyed. He wasn't really reading the book, however, his eyes were just skimming by the words as his mind was on that morning's events.

Canada smirked to himself for a second.

Gilbert was quick to disrupt his thoughts though, as he bounded over excitedly and sat in the chair besides Matthew, then took the book rudely out of his hands. Matthew should've been bothered by such a thing, but decided to let it go that he wasn't really reading the thing and he could remember what page he was on, which was page 247 - to be exact.

"Birdie! There's going to be a party tonight, you're coming with me, right?" Prussia glowed, his smile stretching across his face like it did whenever he was around Canada.

Canada hesitated, not knowing if he should actually go to something where most of the people wouldn't realise he was there anyway. Prussia leant forward and grabbed Canada's hand. "Please, Birdie? You'll have lots of fun," Prussia's voice turned to a whisper as he put his lips by Matthew's ear, "and I promise you'll get more of what you got this morning."

Matthew's face turned to a scarlet red as he pushed a smirking Gilbert and shook his head at him. "Fine, I'll go."

Prussia smiled wildly. "Thank you birdie!" He then hastily looked around to see if anyone was looking and gave him a swift, slobbery kiss on the cheek. Matthew laughed and pushed Gilbert away playfully.

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