England's Birthday Party (EVERYONE JOIN IN!!)

"Bloody hell? What's this?" A peice of paper was taped to Arthur's window. "Bloody frog needs to borrow another pan? Seriously? Whatever." He wadded it up and threw it at the wall.

((i don't know what's going on but i like parties and it says for everyone to join in so hello, alskdjfds. BI))

"England! Open up!" Alfred stood at England's door with a gift behind his back, ringing the doorbell incessantly. "Helloooo? England?"

(Sorry. Should've explained. France set up a party for England at night and everyone but England knows about it.)
Opens the door holding a frying pan. "Yes. Hello, Alfred. What is it?"

"Uuh..." Alfred stared at the pan, taking a small step back. "Haha, what's the pan for?"

"Huh? Oh. It's for France. I planned on delivering it later. Well? Come in." Moves to the right to let him in.

((Can "we" live in the same house?))

Alice woke up. She was 'inappropriately' lying on the couch taking a nap. Then, she could hear Arthur complained.

"For the Queen, Arthur, what happened now?"

The only ones who can annoy Arthur are annoying-frog and the emancipated-fatso, but, she needed to ask him.

(Sure! No problem!)
"Huh? Oh, Alice. I didn't notice you were there." Arthur sighs and leads America to a chair to sit.

Alfred followed England inside, hiding the present while England's attention was on his sister, then sat down at the chair England had led him to, smiling when he saw Alice. "Hey! What's up?"

(( I GUESS FRANCIS BETTER BE IN IT THEN. :DD ))

Lalala So Francis had sent Alfred over to make sure that Arthur did get here. It would be annoying if all these food he had prepared would go to waste. Gah... Why was he even throwing a party for him. He'd never throw one for the frenchman would he? Francis shocked his head. Oh well. He had already planned this and seat everything up. Now he had to wait for him to get there.

She looked at America sit. "Um. Hello, Alfred." She thought she was still asleep.

"I should probably get this to Francis. It's impolite to leave someone waiting. America, Alice, would you like to accompany me?" Arthur sighed. Why should I even care about what he needs? Whatever. I'll be a gentleman. Then, I'll come home and make some tea.

"Sure... Just, let me wash my face... I feel sleepy yet."

She was not convinced yet that Alfred was in their house.

"Oh, uh... right." Alfred got back up, a little confused as to why England had invited him to sit down in the first place.

"Fine. But please hurry, Alice." Arthur sounded distracted.

After that, Alice was ready. And when she came back to the living, she stared Alfred.

"God, we're gonna be in troubles today."

"Shall we go?"Arthur opened the door.

"Yes." She left the house first.

Alfred grinned back at Alice. "Haha, nice to see you, too!" Then he stepped outside at England's suggestion, looking around.

Arthur started walking to France's house.

"Um, Arthur... France is a good chef, right?" Something was wrong in that request. "I'm wondering: why Frog will ask you a pan?"

He stopped. "I'm not sure. Probably just to inconvience(? I kinda suck at spelling) me."

"Alright... Well, if only he has done to upset you can beat him up..." She had no problem to see a squashed frog.

"Right. Let's go, shall we?" He was smiling at Alice.

(One of those kind of scary smiles that England does so well)

"Ok..." She walked to the right side of Arthur, ignoring his "cute" smile. (she could do the same, but, it's not time)

The three of them walked to France's house. When they got there, England growled in his head, 'Fuck! It's bigger than last time! My bloody house is like a flea to this thing!'