"Zhere jou are!" Prussia yelled over the blaring music. "I hope jou don't mind, but zhe avesome me brought zhe whole gang!"
England, France and America approached Prussia, who was accompanied by Spain, Romano, Germany and Italy. "No prob man!" England fist bumped a surprised Spaniard and Prussian.
"Uh, whats up with you?" Spain asked, he and the others were definitely confused with the new England.
"Oh, uh he messes up a spell....and well, lets just say he wasn't always a teen, but now he is again and yeah..." America shrugged. "B-But he is the same old England."
"Si, 'same'" Romano quoted with a snort.
"What is that supposed to mean?" America asked, getting a little ticked off. England was still England, he was just confused.....right?
"It obviously means I'm not the old England." America starred at England for a few seconds, confused and worried. "I'm a way better version of him."
England smirked at America, Prussia and France 'ooohhh'ing.
"excuse me?" America asked. He was really confused now. England would never act like this, not even if it was a joke.....was this even his Iggy?
"You heard me lover boy~" England gladly took the beer Prussia handed him and took a sip, never taking his eyes off America. "Maybe you should settle down, have a drink and loosen up."
America could not believe what he was hearing, now he knew for a fact that this wasn't the old England.
"I think we should call Nor-"
"Come on America, just have fun." France smirked, interrupting him. He sighed, following the guys to a table instead of standing at the bar. He didn't want to 'have fun' when he knew that the England that was here wasn't the old England. He didn't like this Arthur.
"Ve~ this is-a good wine!" Italy smiled, as he took another sip. Romano agreed, he and Italy choosing wine over beer was to be expected. They choose a round table, so everyone could fit. The sat in the order Prussia, Germany, Italy, Romano, Spain, France, America and England. America quickly sat between France and England, still not trusting France.
They were at a party house, which was a bar/restaurant/dance room/game area. So basically anything that has to do with party was in that one building.
"Who vants to play 'Suck und Blow'?" Prussia asked, a devious smile etched on his face.
"Uh, vhat exactly is that?" Germany asked warily. He didn't want Italy to be scarred for life.
"Its were you pass a card around the table with your lips by sucking on the card and blowing onto the person beside you lips." France summed up. America made a face at France, shaking his head.
"Im not playing if i have to get that close to your face...." France put his hands to his heart as if he was hurt. but that quickly changed into a smirk.
"Fine, then i will just switch places with Gilbert." Americas eyes widened when he realized that if they switched place, he would be sitting right beside England.
"No-"
"Ja, i don't vant to get that close to Gil...." Germany stated. Prussia rolled his eyes amused, switching places with France.
"Jou just cant handle all this avesome!"
"Vhatever..."
"so, are we all playing?" England asked. America went to disagree, but was interrupted by Spain.
"Si! I will play!" Romano rolled his eyes.
"Of course you would."
"Whats that supposed to mean?" Spain asked, a little hurt.
"Nothing, lets just play!" Romano growled, chugging half his wine angrily.
"Ve~!"
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England started, sucking the card to his lips and leaning toward America. America leaned forward as well, sucking the card to his lips. His cheeks heated up at the close contact with England, but quickly pushed it a side as he turned to blow the card onto Prussia's lips.
Prussia blowed the card onto Spain's lips as Spain did to Romano. Romanos face turned 50 shades of red at their close contact but quickly turned pale when he had to give it to his brother. Germany turned beat red when Italy passed it to him but also turned pale when he realized he had to get close to Frances face.
This was the moment when Americas heart almost stopped. France leaned forward, as did England to pass the card. Then it happened. America litterly choked on his own spit. As soon as the card was the only thing between the two, France dropped the card before England could suck it to his lips. France crashed his lips to England's, using his hands to hold England's face in place as he tried to squirm away from him.
"OHHH!" Prussia and Spain laughed. Germany shielded Italy's eyes while Romano groaned in annoyance and America choked on air and spit. "Get some!~"
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SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY~! I had to put some FrUk in there...... but i am totally team USUk.....
Anyway, the winner from the previous chapter and is the receiver of this shoutout is~ *Drum rollplease~*
Arthur_Kirkland_134 = "My songs know what you did in the dark" By Fall Out Boy
and because this other person got the other name for the song right...(I don't know why the song has two different tittles but it did.......)
indfirol = "Light em' up" By Fall Out Boy
OKay, new song lyric! vvvvv
"welcome to a new kind of tension, all across the alien nation, where everything isnt meant to be okay~"
Got it? Guess up! ^^^^^^
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