LeNote: 0w0 Changing how I do my stuffs [Writing Skills *vomits rainbow by my her own boosting*] here~

The Axis and Allies powers are all sitting in a room mystically. Silent was the only option their eardrums can waver in their surroundings.

Well except the fact that America gobbles and slurps at his [1]goodies.

No one dared to suppress the American from eating his paradise away, because they're already used to it since his not good at reading-the-atmosphere as England has to put it.

Gilbird flew in the middle of the huge table, foreign eyes staring at his little flying body, leaving a bright-yellow note in England's hands, as he flew away chirping.

The English man raises his eyebrows, before he opens the scented letter. His nose catching the aroma and positively knew that the sweet smell was closely resembled to a banana.

"Wassit??" America asked before slurping his diet-coke turning his eyes to England, who is silently annoyed by his little brother.

"Well, as a matter-of-fact, I don't know, America, since I hadn't read it yet, because of your... interruption. Go back to your bloody mannered way eating" England's voice note 'America' and 'eating' with sarcasm, although, America just rolled his eyes while eating a quite large hamburgers in his hands.

Half of the ignored Gentleman wanted to straggle America and cursed him to actually see [2]Ghosts, but half of him wanted to read the sweet-smelling letter out loud so that all of the countries around him would pop their curiosity inside the piece of this neat paper.

"Read it, England" A soft German accent stated, making England nod and cough to get all attentions (which is actually on him) before he reads the letter,

"Dear Chosen Countries,
I would love to introduce a friend of mine, Sarah and G, Please do Rate them or perhaps, give your impressions to them.
G is by the way, is a living Ghost--

"FWWWWWWWWWWWT *CHOKE* CHOKE*"

Everyone sweat drop as they looked at America with an annoyed face, and who would not? America just spitted out his diet-soda that he was freshly drinking right in the middle... of the largely odd table upon hearing the word "Ghost".

[3]America put up both of his hands and cried comically while his mouth formed a 'W'.

"Dudes, you guys know that g-ghosts are typically scared of me, so yeah, My first impression if that ghost is not cool" America stated, trying to hide the fact that he stuttered.

Russia raised his eyebrows then chuckled sweetly, "I wanted to correct you, da?" Tilting his head while his signature not-so-cold-looking closed-eyes smiles faltered his tinted face. "You are afraid of Ghost despite the fact that [4] your country, and one of the top countries that can make a detailed horror movie da?" His voice was covered with fake joy as America rolled his cerulean eyes over the hidden insult, avoiding the thought of his feet shivering from the coldness the Russian was letting out.

"Anyways," Russia opened his lavender eyes, mouth still curved, he continued "I am not amused at all at the fact that a ghost is actually with them, than me, da?" His goodside suddenly gloomed "Da~ Everyone wanted to be part with mother Russia~" He sing-song, making China cower in his chair, gulping. "But, my impressions on 'Sarah' and 'G' is quite boring~ but soon will change if they are living in my house" Russia lastly added while leaning his face to his palm, smile never leaving his face.

"..."

Everyone in the room became silent...

Until, England decided to answer the letter to no-one-in-particular but the letter. "I'm sure that I didn't met them properly in an occasion, but," he stopped for awhile before eyeing France, America, Russia, and lastly Italy before continued "As long as they are not the people I just stare at, I'm guessing I would have a good impression upon meeting them" He ended as he put the letter down on the table and massaging his forehead.

France knew that he was just stared at, as he plan a hidden insult under his sleeves.

"Hmph! Two can play that Thick-Brows!"

"I, Francis Bonnefoy, am happy to rate zhat both G and Sarah have beautiful eyebrows"

"..."

"And beautiful sides if you ask moi, and besides, at least they have a reason to live to especially that Ghosts are now proven real than something else around here that one weird person can see" France resist his laugh as he saw England's eyebrows twitching in annoyance as he make sure that his insults are... hidden, of course.
Not soon enough, England palmed the table heavily, fingers nearly touching the salivary-diet-soda that America have spitted 2 minutes ago before scowling, Emerald Eyes dilated to the nearly losing French.

"DID YOU JUST INSULTED ME AND MY [5] FRIENDS?!"

France just swat his gorgeous blonde hair away from disturbing his face, while lavender-laughing eyes closed themselves.

"Well, Did someone really have a clue on what they're saying?"

"WHY YOU STUPID BLOODY GIT!!!!!"

As on cue, France and England started to fight against each other in the background making a lot of crashes and grunts resonating around the room.

Recovering from his shock, China speak up, "Hadn't met them yet-aru!" Says the Chinese  man hugging a Hello-Kitty doll with a weird mouth, "But I'm quite sure that they are nice people!" He nodded at his own statement as Russia crept near to China.

"Oh~Are they, da~?" Russia smiled poking China's cheek as it's natural color became more pale than expected, before a soul with a familiar low-ponytail, leaked from China's drooling mouth, making Russia poke it in curiosity as the soul started to scream cutely while crying.

Italy was eating pasta as he stares at the weird soul (not really) and funny commotions that the Allied forces are making. He eagerly open his amber-colored eyes as he looks at Germany while smiling. "Veh~ They-a look like they're-a having-a fun~ Why won't-a we join-a them?" He plead the stern German who answer with a roll of both light shaded eyes and answered

"Nein, not until you answered zhe questions"

Italy sigh but happily answered. "Veh~ of course I-a like both of-a them~ especially mia little [6] bella, Vienna~" as he giggled.

Japan perked his ears up upon remembering the small event. His fist meet up with the sound 'donk'

"Hai! I remember! I have Ruke-kun to be watching an anime too... he didn't smire but, I areast have a good impression to his parents..." Japan slowly slid off the chair to cry in the corner. "Nanda..."

Germany sweat drop at Japan's sudden action but sigh "Ja, I do remember zhem, zhat vould result zhat I have rate zhem from 9 out of 10 since... I don't remember people eagerly right now" The German sighed as the bubbly Italian pulled him to who-cares-where.

In the end, like all of every world meeting.
It end up as a mess.

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So! I'm done with the first dare~! Hope you like it! >_> I dunno, wait... I forgot Canada pfft. Let's make him explain nalang~

Canada: Uh...Uh... oh! Right... eh...

1= America's Goodies.

Canada: They are actually America's Macdonald sorted foods, eh? *smiles*

2=America saying 'Ghosts'

Canada: We all know America is afraid of ghosts... eh...? right?

3= What does America looks like in this?

Canada: Like this mate! *copied America's action* (ノ╥ω╥)ノ

4= Is this an Insult?

Canada: Aye, if a country get insulted by only saying 'your country' despite that she/he is actually the country you are referring to.

5=  Friends? I thought England has NO friends!

Canada: He was referring to his imaginary ones mate.

Well now that's over! I hope you enjoyed my new writing *vomits rainbow again* skill~ Buh_Bye~~