They smiled. Well, most of them did at least. One of them just scowled at you like you said something wrong. And another just nodded in your direction, acknowledging your presence.

"Ve~ I'm-a Feliciano, Bella!" A happy looking male with an Italian accent chirped. You smiled back.

"It's nice to meet you, Feliciano." You replied.

"Stop-a flirting with the girl-a," The angry looking person from earlier said to the italian you just met. He looked you up and down. "I'm Lovino... Don't-a call me Lovi or i'll do-a something bad to-a you." He said. You couldn't help but chuckle at his mad skills at tsundere-ness.

"Nice name... and, don't worry, I won't. Well, at least not in front of you." You muttered that last part. He smiled a little at you, but it vanished just as quickly as it appeared, leaving you to wonder, 'did it really happen?'

You turned towards the tall blonde.

"Mein name is Ludwig." He said.

You nodded. "Nice name."

"Thank jou."

"You're welcome." You said.

Your gaze was drawn to a tall man with a scarf. Wasn't he too warm in that?

"Hello." He said, smiling a little. "I am Ivan Braginski. But you may call me Ivan, Da?"

You nodded, smiling a little. He gave off a calming atmosphere in your opinion. Lastly, you turned towards a japanese-looking man. You smiled softly at him and he returned the smile, but it was even fainter of a smile than yours was.

"I am Honda Kiku. It is a preasure to meet you, (Y/N)-san" You giggled softly at how formal he seemed.

"It's nice to meet you too Kiku." You replied, grinning a little. England came back into the room with a plate of crumbly brown-looking biskits things. You looked at them and back at the other people in the room. They were nearly all telling you to not eat them. You shrugged and picked one up, taking a bite out of it. They all held their breath and Germany subconsiously picked up a phone in case he had to call the emergency number. You swallowed and looked at everyone with one of your eyebrows arched. England's cooking wasn't as bad as everyone thought that it was and you continued eating the pastrey. England looked really happy that you liked them and you smiled slightly at him as you finished off the plate of them. Germany put the phone back down with a surprised look on his face but quickly recovered.

"Okay... since... I've met everyone... do you guys want to have a water battle?" America, prussia, spain, and france came in from the next room with some version of a smile on their faces.

America, Germany, Romano, Italy, Spain, France, and Prussia all said some variation of, "Yeah i wanna do that!"

You grinned and ran outside with the rest of them carrying buckets of the water guns, and balloons. As they reached outside, you turned towards all of them and grinned.

"Okay, so who's gonna be on whose team?" You asked. Immediately about half of the guys raised their hand and yelled something to the effect of, "YOU'RE GONNA BE ON MY TEAM~!"

You chuckled. "How about I pick the teams?" They nodded in agreement.

I choose... Spain... France... and..." you said as you thought for a moment. You noticed the albino man crossing his fingers and finally said, "You, Prussia!" You saw the albino fist pump and you chuckled as the three boys came sauntering over to you. You saw Romano, Italy, Germany, and America huddle up across the lawn as you decided to huddle up with the BTT... which was apparently a bad idea. You had Prussia on your right, and Spain on your left. Which meant that France was across from you. Prussia kept trying to grab your ass, which you skillfully swiveled your hips to the other side before he could even touch anything. But, since Spain was on your other side, your hip kept bumping into his earning a ghost of a smirk from him. As you four discussed your plan. The other group had already come up with theirs and were watching you hip-check Spain. As you broke away from the group, you had a mysterious grin on your face. They would not be ready for what you had planned out for them.

As you strolled over to the center of the yard, which was where the water supplies were, your grin was slowly morphing into a smirk. The three boys that were on your team with you were following you closely behind. As you reached the center of the yard you called out the rules.

"Rule one! You can't shoot someone in the face with water. Rule two! The only way to be out of the game, is if you get your shirt soaked with water. Rule three! No physical contact... I don't want anyone to get hurt... Rule four! No dirty playing... which means no tricking people that you're on their team... and, Rule five! You cannot shoot someone who is refilling their gun at the hose over there. If you do, you will be called out and eliminated. Am I clear?" You said to them. They all nodded, and you saw a faint blush on Germany's cheeks. You shrugged it off as him being too warm. After you called out the rules, the nations took off their military jackets and put them to the side, leaving them in only a tank top... France took off his tank top though and only put it back on after much bribing from you.

You looked up in the windows of the house and saw the rest of the people watching you guys. You smiled up at them and waved. As you looked back down at the people, you pulled your sweatshirt off and threw it to the side. You could have sword all of them blushed at least a little as you looked around at them. You looked down and remembered you had ditched a bra and was wearing a spaghetti strap top. You shrugged and looked back up.

"On your mark... Get set... GO!" You yelled out and charged forwards with your team to the bucket and grabbed a large gun, and two smaller pistols that you stuck in the pockets of your shorts. As you turned around and looked back at the other group you chuckled a little as they had hidden behind the nearest bush, and Germany was standing up and yelling at them to get up and fight. You looked back at your team and motioned for them to come forwards.

"Germany's standing up so he's gonna be a easy target. Shoot at him first. If anyone tries to escape, I'll take care of them~" You said, brandishing your gun. They all nodded, smirking a little, and took aim at the muscular blonde standing behind the bush. As soon as he was soaked you noticed america stand up and try to shoot at you. You quickly shot him down and grinned as he sulked off to the house and take his tank top off, leaning against the wall. As you were watching him you got shot once by Romano and you instantly turned your attention to him. He kept shooting at you, and you fired at him with the albino joining in with you. You were almost completely soaked by the time that you finished off Romano. He walked off grumbling something with a light pink painting his cheeks. Now there was only Italy and Japan left. You motioned France and Spain forwards.

"Okay so I want one of you guys to distract one of them so they stand up. Either Italy, or Japan. Then when they stand up, i want one of you to shoot them down with m-"

Before you could finish your sentence, prussia yelled, "THERE IS A SQUIRREL IN FRONT OF JOU ITALY!" Which made the male stand up and race over towards where you four were. As he was running towards you guys, you instantly began shooting him down and once he was soaked, you ran out of water in your big gun. You tossed it to the side as italy ran past you and pulled out the pistols that you had in your shorts pocket. You turned towards the Prussian and kissed his cheek.

"Thanks for distracting him~" You said to him with a smirk, earning a small blush to adorn his cheeks.

"It vas no problem, frau~" He replied. You chuckled at his tone and turned around facing towards the bush where Japan was hiding behind. He was going to be a tough one to strike down...