Chapter 23: Truth or Dare

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Natalia's P.O.V.

That night Britain, Grace, Germany, Russia, France, Canada, and America all insisted on staying over to protect me or something. Italy and Romano made an excuse not too but I could tell it was because they were both scared.

I had more than enough rooms for them to stay in so I thought, eh why not?

Instead of using the rooms though America suggested that we all sleep in the living room. I didn't really have a living room just a small library so we decided to stay in the ball room. We set up a TV and everything, besides it could be fun.

We all set out our sleeping bags across the floor, had bags of junk food, and such set up. We were set.
Britain and Grace sat talking together and laughing, America was playing video games, and the rest of us were talking and such.

France had a glass of white wine in his hand, Russia had a glass of vodka, Germany had a glass of scotch, and I had a grape flavored Smirnoff.

"We should do something", France says bored.
"Like what"? I ask.

"Seven Minutes in Heaven ohohoho", France says winking at me.
"Zhere is only one girl", Germany points out angrily.
"So"? he says.
I stifle a laugh for some reason I found this funny.

"Truth or dare", I suggest shrugging.
"Zats almost as good as Seven Minutes in Heaven", France says.

Russia and Germany give me a confused look while Canada is silent.

"You've never played Truth or Dare", France and I say in shock.
"No"....

"Hey guys come here were gonna play Truth or Dare", I say to America, Grace, and Britain.

"Cool love that game"! America says as him and the others sit in our little circle.

"Who will go first", Grace asks.
"You go", I say.
"Alright...uhhh...Britain Truth or Dare", Grace asks the unsuspecting Brit.
"Truth", Britain says.
"Are you a virgin"? Grace asks blushing.

Britain's green eyes get big and his face turned the legit color of Grace's fire red hair.
I hide a smile and we all wait for his answer.
Britain uncomfortably shifts and mutters something
"What"? we all say.

"No", he says looking down.
"You haven't! I have lost count on how many times I have participated in ze love making"! France exclaims.
"Too much information France", Grace says.

"Okay...uh next"? I say making it sound more like a question.

America truth or dare", Britain asks.
He thinks for a moment then says, "Dare".
"I dare you to not talk for ten minutes", Britain says.
America nods his head in understanding.

"Finally silence"! Britain cheers.
"One problem. He can't ask truth or dare and it's his turn to ask", Grace says.
"Do hand movements", I suggest.

America points to me.
"Dare", I say smiling slightly but I was a bit nervous.
America pointed to France and made a kissy face motion.
My face paled.

No friggen way.

"I call chicken"! I say.
"No chickens", Grace says.
I give her the 'thanks a lot' face.
"It won't be bad I promise. I have much experience", France says attempting to be nice but freaking me out further.

However with all these emotions going wild I make sure none could see.

"Fine", I sigh.

Germany makes an excuse to get something to eat and stomps off. Russia looks at Germany pondering something but then goes after him.

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