Narrator's POV
It was the third day at America's house and (y/n) wasn't even bored. It was always interesting hanging out with Countryhumans were very fun and everyone usually got up to something, whether it was good or bad.Today, America had told (y/n) he planned a party with China, Russia, North Korea, South Korea, Japan and his family. Surprisingly, Britain and France were going to participate and America didn't mind.
Finishing up breakfast, (y/n) and Jade started washing the dishes. The two had made pancakes and coffee. It was very popular and Canada enjoyed it the most because he literally poured three bottles of maple syrup on them. The worst part about him eating pancakes with truck loads of sweet, sticky syrup is that it's hard to clean but, (y/n) didn't mind. She wanted to help France because she and Britain had kindly offered their time and space to have Jade and (y/n) live with them.
(y/n)'s POV
I turned to Jade and smiled as struggled, trying to clean the maple syrup off from Canada's plate. "Here, let me do it." I offered but my brother shook his head.
"You've been doing a lot and I want to help so, I'll clean Canada's plate, (y/n). You can go and hang out with your friends if you like." Jade replied. I was slightly surprised. I was about to say something in response when America came into the kitchen and hugged me really tightly. I wheezed and coughed <CoRoNaViRuS!!!!>, trying to get him to stop when Jade, placed his hand on America's shoulder and said, "I would take my hands off of her right now if I were you..." America was about to say something back when he got the hint and let go of me. I breathed a sigh of relief. One, I was NOT used to hugs because, back on earth, no-one hugged me. Two, I couldn't breath as America was hugging me so tight. Looking up, I saw the country was staring at me and I shot him. A questioning look. As soon as we made eye contact, he looked away and blushed. I was a lot better at recognizing flirting and blushing since the countryhumans came. I wonder why none of them blush when France and Japan are around?
Before I could think anymore, America asked, "Hey, um, (y/n)? Can you um, cook some food? I'm holding a small party at 7:00 pm..."
I smiled and nodded and asked, "What would you like to have at your party?"
(Time skip)
It was almost 7:00 and all the mochi ice-cream, Konpeito candy, pudding, Chinese long bao, korean bbq and vodka, baijiu and bubble tea was done. We had to buy lots of ingredients because America didn't have them.
Sighing, I was tired but glad I was able to help my friends. Just as I was about to eat my (f/f) <favourite food>, the door bell sounded. Rushing to open it, I put my food down and almost dropped it on the floor. Almost. I opened the door to see a country with a red flag and a white sun in the left corner.
"Oh? 你好. 中國在那邊。" Taiwan said, pointing over at his brother. <"Oh? Hello. China's over there" Btw, this is traditional Chinese, the official language of Taiwan.>
I nodded and asked, "你想和我的狗一起玩嗎?" <"Do you want to play with my dogs?"> His eyes lit up at the mention of my dogs and nodded. I smiled at the state and walked over to my dogs and handed the leash to Taiwan, who immediately walked back to his country's side. China was standing next to two countries who I assumed as Hong Kong and Macau. I was about to head inside when I overheard them talking.
"你不能和英国说话,了解香港吗? 如果你好,我可以给你喝些奶茶。" <"You can't talk to Britain, understand Hong Kong? If you're good, I'll get you some milk tea.">
The state with a tall top hat and spectacle like Uk nodded glumly. The other country, who had a green background and some sort of flower smiled and asked, "Eu posso-" <"Can I-"> He was quickly cut off by China who said, "别和我一起使用这种家禽语言。 说中文" <"Don't use that fowl language with me. Speak Chinese.">
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