Things the World didn't know about England

1: Iggy has to be half cat, dude! Me: No, America, he's just really nimble! Or something.

...YUP! ^-^ Had to happen sometime.

"Okay dudes, you guys ready?" shouted America in excitement, peeking over the back of the chair he was hiding behind. "Ja, Italy and I are ready." "Hai, America-san, I am as well." "I'm ready! Mi tomate` is ready too, right Lovi~?" "Don't call me that, bastardo! And fuck yeah, I'm ready, dammit!" "Da~, I'm ready!" "Kesesesese, shh! He's coming!" Quickly the nations hid, some behind chairs, others behind plants, some under the table, and a few, like Canada, just stood somewhere in the room.

With bated breath they waited, America's sky-blue eyes sparkling with excitement as they heard the familiar shouting of a certain Englishmen and a laughing Frenchman. "You bloody frog!" England shouted. "Ohonhonhonhon! Angleterre, how cruel you are~!" The small isle yanked open the door, still arguing with France, and stomped in.

"Happy Birthday, England!" the world yelled, popping up from their hiding spots and converging on the surprised nation. England let out a shriek, and suddenly back-flipped onto France's shoulders. From there, appearing to be in a panic, he flew feet-first onto Canada's shoulders, and started flipping across the sea of nations.

England landed hands first on Spain's shoulders, than feet-first on Germany's, hands first on Finland's, feet-first on Russia, hands-first on Romano, you get it. His eyes suddenly locked in on something. As he jumped feet-first onto America's shoulders, he bent his knees, and launched himself up to a chandelier in the middle of the room.

Grabbing a curve in the candle holder, he swung himself up on the base where he clung to the chain.

Silence as England suddenly flushed deep red as he realized what he had just done in a matter of twenty seconds.

"Ahahahaha! Iggy! How'd you do that? I wanna do that!" America laughed, grinning. That broke the ice. "Igirisu-san, how did you manage to acomprish that?" "Ve~ England! You're so cool, ve~!" England, still blushing madly, dropped to the floor, and straightened, readjusting his suit.

"I-It was nothing, you wankers just startled me!" He cleared his throat and suddenly looked at his wrist. "O-Oh my, look at the time, I just remembered I have a meeting with the Queen, goodbye!" And with that, England ran out.

"Oh yeah! HAPPY BIRTHDAY IGGY!" America shouted happily after the fleeing nation.

Arhg! *headdesk* SO BLOODY SHORT.