A/n: hello guys, I'm back and I'm writing again , if anyone has Instagram feel free to follow my at I_am_an_Otter, or something. Just wanted to say Merry Christmas, happy Hanukkah or Happy/merry whatever you celebrate or don't celebrate, hope you have a good time. And a happy new year for you guys who celebrate that.
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-Narrators pov-
"Come on Gilbert, I can teach you how to play this on piano like a boss!"
"I don'ta need to know that stupid song, M/n!"
"Carol Of The Bells! Is not stupid, you twat."
"Fine play it then, show me just how brilliant it is!"
Both of the partially drunk males were shouting at each other, Shloer had replaced their alcoholic drinks so they wouldn't get any worse, trying to calm them was fruitless. So as m/n swaggered over to the piano in the corner of his house he cracked his knuckles and started to play the old song, just a few of the keys were out of place, sometimes instead of pressing an E he pressed a C or F.
"Now, see this song is brilliance, do you want me to teach you now, Mr Crabs?"
"SHUT UP M/N, I'M TOO AWESOME FOR THIS!"
Both of the men's words came out slurred, the other personifications watched on as the two yelled at each other, alcohol slowly dying down in their systems. As they both grew tired their arguments became pointless and as m/n started to drift off to sleep Gilbert soon started to as well. After half an hour of arguing both males had fallen asleep on an armchair that barely stayed together after all these years.
As the Christmas party drew to a close all of the conscious people went to their respective room, leaving two Germans, an Englishman and a Frenchman passed out drunk on the armchairs and couches. Although during the night Francis fell off the couch and awoke on the floor to see Arthur curled up on the couch, Gilbert stretched out over the arms of the armchair and m/n almost slipping off the seat of the chair, with his head resting on a pillow on the floor while his legs were leaned up against the back of the chair, laying on his back.
Francis then made his way, staggering, toward his assigned room, careful to dodge to Christmas tree in the corner. Arthur awoke not much later and tiredly stumbled into Alfred's room, that was just next door to his, and fell asleep on the floor, surprisingly not waking the sleeping American.
It was little after 5:47 am when m/n awoke to the finches chirping outside, accompanied by two Robin's that nested in the trees in summer. After taking a minute or two to awaken the German male lightly slapped the other males side, who was basically laying on top of him, to make him get up so he could. Hearing a lightly mumbled 'Go away I'm too awesome for this!', the h/c man tried to get up but ended up falling off the armchair instead. Upon impact he groaned and whined as he felt a small hangover coming on, not being a heavy drinker he wasn't used to many hangovers, but he could deal with hangovers pretty well, so it didn't bother him too much.
After taking five minutes to assess the situation he went to get up and start making breakfast, it being around 6am, the rest of the guys in the house would be up fairly soon, he decided to make pancakes and crisps. Not something you should eat for breakfast, but it being all the male could find at the time it would have to do. A certain Canadian walked down the stairs, his slightly messy hair and long sleeve shirt made him look like those guys from the TV shows.
"Good morning m/n, did you sleep well?"
"No, it was shit, but good morning Matthew."
"Do you want some help with cooking?"
"Yeah, you know just stop me from making this batter and we should be fine, I'll just get the crisps ready."
And so Matthew took over making the pancakes and m/n accidentally on purpose mixed nearly all the crisps in his house in one large bowl. Matthew was quiet and was quickly finished with making enough pancakes for everyone, and just watched m/n trying to work out in his still slightly drunken and sleepy state if adding water to crisps would make them rise, he was making a lot of noise that probably alerted the sleeping people upstairs that it was time to get up.
"What the bloody fuck is going on down here?"
"Fuck off, Mr Crabs."
"What is it with you and 'Mr Crabs'?"
"Ask Mr Crabs!"
M/n shouted, pointing a finger at Arthur who looked pissed off as it was, he was deprived of sleep, had a hangover and hadn't eaten in several hours. Ludwig being the one who asked the question didn't understand the answer as m/n had been calling everyone, or mostly everyone 'Mr Crabs', since the day before.
As Ivan walked in m/n pointed an accusing finger at him, stopping him in his path, and then proceeded to say;
"Dishonor on you for this is a local shop for local people, Mr Crabs!"
(Go search up the league of gentlemen, this is a local shop, it us the best :) )
"What is he talking about at this time in the morning, da?"
"I don't know I think he's still drunk,"
"It's The League Of Gentlemen, he's trying to be Tubbs, or Edward I don't know."
"Who?"
"The local people from the local shop,"
Deciding it best to leave the ordeal at that, they carried on making breakfast, m/n still adding horrible things to the bowl of crisps, or chips as some call it, he had dipped some of the plain crisps in mint sauce and beer, and marmite, and then covered them in sprinkles.
When near everyone was awake they started eating, as the morning drew into evening it was starting to get dark again, and everyone was sat around drinking or arguing, playfully of course, other were eating or cooking, whilst Alfred was getting ready to make milk and cookies to leave for Santa, and he forced to Arthur to leave beer and mince pies for santa like the British tradition always does, other countries left other things from their tradition for anyone they believed in.
As the night drew to a close every grew tired again and left for bed, actually sleeping in their own rooms that night unlike some people.
•the end•
A/n: merry Christmas, happy Hanukkah, and happy/merry anything that you celebrate, and a happy new year. 😁
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