*heya sorry about my last chapter. It was disappointing lmao. Anyways this on will be a little longer so I think you'll enjoy cya later my childs.*
Canada pov
Somehow Denmark had convinced everyone to get drunk. It was sorta amusing to watch the drunkards though. Eventually I got thirsty and went to look for something without alcohol.
I soon found this blue drink. It didnt look like it had alcohol in it so I tried it. It was amazing! I got a cup and chugged the sweet juice. Why was this here and somehow not spiked? Whatever it was good.
I look around my vision was blurry. Wait, was that alcohol!? It tasted like juice! I couldnt control my actions and went to Prussia. He was mildly less drunk but I just followed him like a shadow.
I could tell Prussia noticed that I was drunk. He went over to France and Spain. They were called the BTT or the Bad Touch Trio. France looked at me and smirked. "My goal has been achieved," he said.
"Oh? What was your goal?," an intrigued Prussia asked. "My goal was to see Mattie drunk," he said. I didnt really understand because I was drunk.
"Thats an odd goal," Prussia said. "Eh whatever," France walked away. I went to go get more juice (and by me I mean drunk me). Grabbing another cup I drink it. "Zis is sum good jooce," I say drunkenly.
"I think thats enough for you," Prussia takes my cup. "But Prussssssiaaaaa cmoooon," I whined. "No." With that he left the cup on the counter.
I crossed my arms, it was only juice. I'm not drunk. I decided to sit down. I put my head in my arms careful for the curl. Suddenly I felt hands pet my head.
I look up to see... Russia? He didnt know about my curl and right when I was about to tell jim he touched it. My face flushed red and he looked shocked. "Are you ok Canada?" he asked.
"Yea its just you touched my curl," I stated pointing to it. "Does America have one?" he asked slyly. Obviously me being drunk and all said yes. "Its his cowlick."
I seen Russia go to America and play with his cowlick. After Russia played with it for a split second America had shock on his face. I could tell he started to talk but I couldnt hear.
I looked around at everyone. Denmark was trying to get Norway's attention. It was a bit funny to be honest.
I still wanted more juice so I sneaked over to the bowl and got some. I realized Prussia wasnt where he had been before. I couldnt see him at all. Then arms wrapped around me picking me up.
"H-hey *hic* who are you?" I asked. I tried to turn and see who it was but I couldn't. They just kept walking in the direction of my room. "Oh wait, heya Prussia," I had realized it was him.
"No more juic, ok?" he suddenly said. I crossed my arms "fiiiine." Prussia put me down for a sec to open my bedroom. I could smell maple syrup already.
He opened the door, picked me up, and then plopped me on my bed. "Oof-" I said from the impact of the bed. He sat next to me and turned the TV on. We watched a movie and I had fallen asleep in the middle of it.
France pov
My goal finally has been achieved hehheh. I havent seen Mathieu this drunk before. In fact I've only ever seen him drunk once or twice. The juice was all my recipe but its a secret.
I realized other people had been drinking it, too. Like Russia, Romano, Germany, Denmark, Norway and America. Just to name some. Well I guess now that my goal is done I should head back to my room.
I sneakily leave Spain and Romano. I was basically the third wheel anyways. Looking around I spot a drunk England on the counter with a pirate hat and a broom-sword.
I started to walk that way but stopped. I could take him to my room, but be would probably refuse and call me a frog. He looked really drunk and people were laughing at him.
Of course he probably thought they were laughing with him. I should just help him. "Anglettere, I think you should come down from there," I say nicely.
"No *hic* yoo stoopid frug *hic*," he barked at me. Sometimes what he says stings, but I didnt think to much of it. "Please come down you are drunk," I hope he listens.
Finally after his glares were done he came off the counter. "I think you shouldnt drink anymore tonight," I tried to persuade him.
"Wut are yoo *hic* my mum?," England said. I looked away a little "no," answering him. "But that doesnt mean I'm letting you humiliate yourself, come on", I said grabbing his hand.
He didnt really try to fight back. I dont know where his room is so I grab his hey and its room 5. I drag him there and open it with his key. Gently I put him on his bed.
"Why are yoo *hic* soo nace todeh?," he asked. I looked at him thinking of what to say. Suddenly I was pulled into bed. "England?," I asked confused.
This is odd I was pulled, into bed with England. Who pulled me into bed. I heard England move and arms wrapped around me. Is this England?
*heheh cliffhanger sorry its short but uh here. Sorry if I have a wonky schedule its summer so ya know I could be writing one second and then at the lake the next. But thats all for now my childs cya later*
