Quiet. It was…quiet. Egypt found himself lying in his sofa, snuggling to one of its pillows and sighs. His boss gave him a week vacation from the madness of the world, seeing the nation is tired and barely awake to do his paperwork. His jackal lay beside the sofa since Egypt took the whole thing for himself so had no choice but lay on the floor. Quiet…how lo- DING DONG. A quiet curse escapes his lips, hoping it was his imagination- DING DONG. So much for quietness as Egypt gets up, minding his jackal, who is all perked up and at the door curious who had showed up, he went to the door and opens just a crack to see who it is.

"Like Egypt man! You are here. PHEW I am glad! It's like totally baking out here!"

Poland stood at the doorway, fanning himself is a girly way, wearing a pink tang top and very short-by the looks of it- school uniform skirts. "So like are you going to let me in?" Before Egypt could even comprehend why Poland is here, he pushes the door open and slams it behind him, "Why lliiveee in such hotty place, dude? You could like…fry out there, like those little bunny poo things that people eat. Though you could get some nice tanning out there, totally for sure, I could use that!"

While Poland rambles on whatever he tends to talk about, Egypt just stood there with amazing amount of confusion on why Poland was here…in his house…commenting his land …and...being here. His jackal seems to be getting the same questions though wags its tail, considering this is something new happening and wants some fun.

"Like Egypt, your face is totally funny right now! Wait wait…lemme get my camera…it's so funny, I'm not joking." Poland starts fishing in his pink fanny pack on his hip before Egypt grabs his hand.

"What are you doing here?' he asked, his tone quiet and mono, keeping his grip on the nations' hand.

"Wah you don't know? Oh yea! You like miss the meeting didn't you? So that America guy totally thought up this crazy game." He made this circling waving gesture as he talks, "Something like getting more relate what not to other nations and I like got you in the hat pulling! So yea…We're buddies for a week!" He attempted to hug Egypt but he backs away and falls face first into the floor,"Ooooowwwwwiiieeeeee that totally hurts man!."

Egypt watches the pitiful man whining over his throbbing head while his jackal finds it a game and pounce the poor…erm...somewhat poor nation. "AH! Your cat is on me!" The jackal jumps off, startled to be called a cat. A cat! Finding it as an insult, the jackal starts growling before getting smack on the head by Egypt.

Poland gets up, brushing his skirt and smiles," I'm starving! Got anything to eat? I hope your food isn't like…icky or something old man style food or uh…mushy. Totally like candy and, well…my food!"

Old Man food style? OLD MAN FOOD STYLE? Egypt twitched at that comment as he watch Poland, once again, rambling off about how great his food is. He isn't THAT old…well maybe but is it really that obvious? Maybe…perhaps…it is? Is he becoming an old man and will complain a lot like Japan or China? It can't be that obvious! Egypt's mind juggle around ideas and theories of this 'old man' comment until, suddenly a bright flash interrupt his thoughts and blinded him.

"Haha you really make funny faces at your house! You always look serious at the meetings but here, you are fabulously funny!" Poland piped up, with a camera in his hand.

Poland sat in Egypt's sofa he was once laying; munching what appears to be crunchy sticks, as Egypt figures out some sort of Polish food that he brought along in his fanny pack. He's been there an hour, his jackal sulking in Egypt's bedroom for being called a cat, Egypt, however, been trying to get this Polish man out of his house. It was HIS VACATION and wants to be alone…away from everyone!

"You should like relax man nomnomnomnom, totally not good for your skin if you are all like nomnomnomnom stress you know?" spoke Poland, noming the sticks like some rodent with a seed. "Only for a week, it'll be totally fun! Thought nomnomnomnom I don't even know you but we could be buddies for like life!"

Egypt winces at the idea and curses more quietly towards America, who thought up this game and sent Poland to his house. America….that's it! Egypt got up and went for is phone, ignoring Poland's questioning, he dials America's phone number.

Ring Ring Ring Ring.

"Hero here!" yelled America through the phone, making Egypt holds it away from his ear.

The only time Egypt talks and likely to get him to talk is through a phone, for he had no choice but to talk," Why is Poland at my house?"

"Eh? Oh Egypt! Your voice is so weird…anyway Oh yes Poland! Isn't it a great idea? I made this game where all the nations who were at MY meeting pick other nations name in my awesome hamburger hat and spend a week so their relationship can get better!" America takes a breather or so Egypt thought, "Since you weren't at the meeting, Poland got you! Russia wasn't all too happy nor was Lithuania BUT I hope you two have fun!"

"But-" Beep beep beep, America hung up on Egypt which he places the phone back and groans.

"Like Egypt, who did you call? I heard my name! Am I getting something special? I like a gift, that's totally cute of thing for you to do! Maybe you aren't a cranky old man after all!"

So much for a quiet vacation.