Austria's Day

Canada woke early the next morning and was surprised to see...suits hanging in the closet. Puzzled, he ran his hand over the suits, and found a name. Matthew Jones, please wear these to all the meals. He shrugged and began to put it on.

Germany awkwardly walked down the stairs and cleared his throat. There was no one in the dining room, and he was secretly relieved.

"Oh, hello Germany." England said. "That's a nice outfit." Ludwig wore all black: black coat, black tie, spit-polished black shoes, black pants, and a sky blue shirt, whereas England wore the same, but his shirt was a buttery yellow.

"Danke...you too...I suppose."

England shrugged. "Oh, look there's Japan." Japan timidly emerged from the top of the stairs. He also wore all black, but his shirt was tan with a tint of red to it. "Hello. Did you sleep well?"

"Ja I did, und you?" Germany replied.

"Quite well." He bowed, and then sat down.

"I found it odd that no one rudely awoke us this morning."

"Hai it is strange."

"That's because I am a true gentleman." Austria appeared also wearing black but with a deep purple shirt. "The others will be down shortly." He turned to leave but Germany stopped him with a statement. "There are five extra plates..."

"That is because we are expecting five extra guests. They arrived late last night, and they will leave tonight."

"We are having guests..." England's voice trailed off.

"Yes, that is right. Please excuse me." He bowed and left.

"Looks like he's made himself at home." England muttered, pointing to a gorgeous nine-foot piano.

"Ja..." Germany agreed.

"So what do you think, my dudes?" America popped out wearing all balck and a American-flag-red shirt.

"I think I'd like to eat, git!"

"Chillax dude! You'll eat soon!" He calmly waved at him and sat down beside Japan.

"Guten Morgen, everyone." Liechtenstein shyly said. She wore a dazzling sea-green party dress adorned with matching gloves, ribbon, and earrings. "Big Bruder." She shyly squealed. Switzerland showed up wearing all black and a sea-blue shirt.

Hungary and Ukraine came down beautifully dressed: Hungary in a magenta party dress, and Ukraine in a lilac purple dress. "Good morning!" They said cheerfully.

"Good morning, aru." China showed wearing all black and blood-red shirt followed by Russia who was wearing all black but with a tan-with-a-tint-of-pink to it.

"Nice shades, bro!" America called out.

Russia smiled and nodded as he sat down. Estonia came in wearing all black and a royal blue shirt, Lithuania all black with a lime green shirt, Greece all black and a light light green shirt, Turkey all black with a burnt orange shirt, France wearing a sassy pink shirt and all black, Sealand wearing all black, with a white shirt and red tie, Latvia wearing all black and a mix-of-red-and-orange-shirt.

"Check it out, I am totally like, hot and cool!" Poland twirled around in his all black outfit and hot pink shirt. Canada (who?) and his bear arrived (sort of) in all black and tan shirt, Spain all black and tomato red shirt, Romano wore all black and neon green shirt, while Italy wore all black and a deep emerald shirt.

"Make way for the awesome one!" Prussia called out, decked in all black and a silver shirt. He stepped and twirled. "Ta Da!"

Austria stood to say something, but a noise stopped him. Belarus stood on the stairs, her back raised as she hissed at everyone.

Russia paled and ever so slightly, moved his feet backwards one step. Germany faced the angry country and sighed.

"Excuse me! Pardon me! You're stepping on my feet!" A group of five girls stood on the stairs, also dressed in gorgeous prom dresses. One was a tall blonde, wearing a deep emerald green dress. One was a medium height blonde, and she wore a lovely Nile green gown. One was a shorter blonde, and she wore a beautiful black gown, with silver accents. One was a brunette and wore a sky blue gown, and the last lady had ebony hair and wore a white dress with a blue sash.

The group of girls ran into Belarus on accident, sending her tumbling down the stairs. Austria smiled slightly and said, "Let me introduce them to you, and then I'll introduce everyone to breakfast."

The ebony-haired one cheerfully waved and said proudly, "I am Yuka, and I am AMERICAN!" She cheered which earned her a grin from Alfred.

The medium height one said, "I am Guoste." She waved and stepped back with the others."

The tall blonde grinned. "I'm Taylor!" She waved and shyly joined the girls.

The shorter blonde nodded. "I'm Raychel."

The brunetted bowed, smiled, and tilted her head. "I'm Kimberlie, or Kim."

Austria smiled and said, "Please take your seat, ladies."

The girls giggled and did so, but Austria shook his head. "No, the gentleman seats the lady." he hissed.

Prussia seated Hungary, Sealand and Latvia seated Liechtenstein, Russia seated Ukraine, Romano seated Guoste, Italy seated Taylor, France seated Raychel while winking at her, Germany awkwardly seated Kim, and America cheerfully seated Yuka.

"Now we will sing my anthem." Austria walked over to the piano and began to play:

"Land of mountains, land of streams,

Land of fields, land of spires,

Land of hammers, with a rich future,

You are the home of great sons,

A nation blessed by its sense of beauty,

Highly praised Austria.

(repeat)

Strongly fought for, fiercely contested,

You are in the centre of the Continent

Like a strong heart,

You have borne since the earliest days

The burden of a high mission,

Much tried Austria.

(repeat)

Watch us striding free and believing,

With courage, into new eras,

Working cheerfully and full of hope,

In fraternal chorus let us take in unity

The oath of allegiance to you, our country,

Our much beloved Austria."

Hungary's eyes widened at the last verse, but she sang it anyway. Austria stood and clapped. Dozens of finely breeded waiters opened up steaming trays of delicious trays of food: Semmeln (fresh rolls), butter, cold cuts, cheese, honey, jam, and soft-boiled eggs.

"Please enjoy." He walked over and started to play the piano while the diners enjoyed the food.

"This isn't too bad!" America said with his mouth full of food.

"No, it's not too bad at all!" Yuka agreed.

"Bleh. It tastes nasty." England whined.

Kim laughed and continued eating. Germany ate solemly while Italy and Taylor chattered away. France winked at Raychel who ignored him and kept eating. Guoste quietly ate, but slightly blushed when she made eye contact with Romano, who did the same with her. Sealand, Latvia, and Liechtenstein sat at their own table happily chattering.

Switzerland sighed and muttered, "At least she's happy..."

The breakfast ended with no odd or strange events. Austria cleared his throat. "Now for you enjoyment-"

Prussia nudged Spain and muttered, "A.K.A Torture..."

"-I will play while you sit and relax. There are board games if you wish to use them. Please enjoy this selection of Mozart, the best Austrian composer."

Germany's eyes narrowed. "He...was...German..." he muttered.

Kim nodded. "Yes, he was, but he moved to Austria...so I suppose you're both right." He looked at her, but said nothing.

"Ve~ Do you like music?"

"Yes! I play piano at my house a lot! I take lessons from my grandma!"

"I used to take lessons from my grandpa: Grandpa Rome..."

"I loved it when your grandpa sang to all of you. I was singing along!" Taylor and Italy chattered.

"Ohonhonhon! How about if we sneak off to my bed and make l'-"

He got smacked by Hungary. "Shut up and listen!"

Raychel grinned and said, "Yeah, what she said."

Romano asked Guoste, "Do you want to play checkers?"

She shrugged and said causually, "Sure why not." They set up the game, and began to play, being careful not to look at each other...at least while it was their turn...

Yuka and America were in a heated discussion about burgers, Coke, and fries while England sighed and took a nap.

-two hours later-

"Are you sure about this, America?"

"Dude, what's there to be worried about? We're gonna dance with chicks!"

"There's only eight of them, and I'm not dancing with Liechtenstein, Switzerland would kill me!"

"Yo, Britian, relax! Everyone but Austria will get to dance with each chick if they want to! Now come on, get dressed and let's go be the gentleman and HERO that we are!" He clapped England's shoulder and headed to put on his tuxedo.

"And now...you will all pick names out of this hat, ladies, and those are your dates for the first dance."

Hungary got China, Ukraine got Turkery, Yuka got Russia, Taylor got Sealand, Liechtenstein got America, Guoste got Poland, Raychel got England, and Kim got Estonia.

Austria began to play, and the dancers began to whirl around the floor. Sealand and Taylor hit it off right from the start, chattering about dolphins and whales. China and Hungary talked about woks and frying pans, and Ukraine and Turkey didn't speak. Russia and Yuka rarely talked, like Liechtenstein and America. England and Raychel fought about England's definiton of relationship, Guoste and Poland laughed randomly, and Kim and Estonia discussed computers.

The dance lasted for thirty minutes, and then they switched partners again. Kim got Greece, Taylor got Latvia, Liechtenstein got Lithuania, Taylor got Japan, Hungary got France, Raychel got Russia, Guoste got Italy, and Yuka got Germany, and Ukraine got America.

The countries that weren't picked ate some of the party food, and drank half the punch/lemonade bowl. "This is...actually somewhat fun." England said to himself.

"I don't think so..." Romano grumbled.

Hungary laughed at France and smacked him with her frying pan. Ukraine chattered politely, but the conversation wasn't entirely what she wanted. Taylor and Japan didn't talk at all: Japan because he didn't know how, and Taylor because she wasn't sure what to talk about.

Austria then stood and bowed. "Now...for the last dance of the evening...the ladies will choose their gentleman..." he handed the hat to Hungary. "I will dance...and kiss...Prussia?"

Prussia grinned and stepped forward, as he linked his hand with Hungary's...much to Austria's annoyance. He then handed the hat to Liechtenstein. "I will dance and hug...mein bruder!" Switzerland stiffened, but walked towards his little schwester.

"I will dance and kiss...France..." Raychel said. France smiled and crept up behind her. She smacked him, and waited.

"I will dance and kiss...Romano..." Guoste said softly. Romano blushed, but stood beside Guoste.

"I will dance and hug...Italy!" Taylor said happily. Italy "Ve~"-ed and stood beside her, grinning.

"I will dance and kiss...Canada." Ukraine said, looking for her partner. Canada came up and for once...someone saw him, Ukraine did. She smiled and waited paitently for the last two pairs to be announced.

"I will dance and kiss...America." Yuka said, grinning. America also grinned and stepped up beside her.

Kim closed her eyes and picked out a name from the hat. She said, "I will dance and kiss...Germany." Germany's eyes widened and she quickly said, "I'LL ONLY DANCE WITH HIM!"

Prussia laughed. "Kesesese~ Sure you will...now shall we ladies?" He extended his hand to Hungary who accepted and they began to dance. America led Yuka away to the floor, Italy and Taylor happily whirled. Soon, only Germany, Kim, Guoste, and Romano were left.

Romano sighed and shyly asked, "Will you dance?"

Guoste nodded and they left.

Germany sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. Kim smiled. "We don't have to dance. Tell me about your dogs..."

Eventually everyone kissed their partner, and the countries all went to bed. The five girls packed their bags and were gone within thirty minutes. America grinned and wrote a note on the wall in the country of the next day's room.

"NIGHT ALL!" He called out, silently grinning at his choice.

Komodo: Hey guys! Sorry if this is a lil OOC, I made this day for four of my friends...Kim is me btw...anywho, I promise it won't happen again. I hoped you liked it, and friends, that you're not dissapointed! :D