"Yo, Britain. Truth or dare?" The FACE family sat in a circle around a campfire. It was July first and this was how Canada liked to spend his birthday.
"Truth I guess..." England shrugged.
"Have you ever actually cooked anything edible?" America took a sip of his watery beer.
"Well, there are these cookies." England held out a little paper bag of burnt charcoal.
"Canadia, I dare you to eat one of those cookies." America laughed.
"What? That's crazy!" Canada gaped.
"Well, it's your turn."
"I didn't even pick between truth or dare...and it's England's turn to ask." Canada objected.
"And I was going to ask France." Britain added.
"Well, I'm flattered." Canada mumbled politely.
"What did you say?" America asked.
"Oh nothing. I was just complementing your freedom."
"Yeah, my freedom is pretty great." America boasted.
"Anyhow. I chose dare." France twirled his hair.
"I dare you to speak English for the rest of the week. Even when I'm not around." England smirked.
"I hate you." France glared at his eyebrowed friend. "Canada, truth or dare?"
"Truth." Canada squeaked.
"Who do you love more? Russia, Prussia, or me?" France asked.
"Seriously, by? Seriously?" Canada frowned.
"Yes, seriously. Tell me."
Canada sighed, the word escaping his mouth with ignored annoyance. "You."
"Now, are you just saying that because he's here or...?" America leaned back in his camp chair, his freedom weighing him down.
"You can only ask one question." Canada smiled. "Truth or dare, burger breath?"
"What did you call me?" America asked.
"Nothing..." Canada averted his eyes while France and England snickered quietly.
"Truth." America chose, forgetting already what the previous conversation was about.
"Have you ever left a grocery store without thanking your cashier?"
America snorted. "Of course I have."
"YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!" Canada leapt at America, clawing at his face.
"Dude, bro, get off me!" America shouted, trying to push his friend away.
France looked at England and England looked at France. Both of them, in sync, said the same two words. "Your fault."

This one was slightly based off a Hetalia RP. I was, as usual, Canada, and the other player was 2p Canada, not America. The message is attached.