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"Woah, wait. What does THAT have to do with America's dare?" Canada asked.

"Yeah, what does THAT HAVE TO DO WITH MY DARE?!" America yelled.

"Nothing at all," the british man assured him. "Well, Russia?"

"I have no knowledge at all about that," he answered. "Sorry."

"Then I guess we can't do that dare," Britain sounded disappointed.

"Oh, wait a minute! Angie has a friend that knows about that!" Italy interrupted, soon followed by the more cheerful Romano, "Oh yeah, let's call her!"

The girl's face a light pink, "Are you loco? I will NOT call my friend so she can teach Russia how to strip-tease, for god's sake! Why the hell would I?"

The brothers shared a glance. They moved one to each of her sides, whispered something in her ear, and motioned to America, for some reason. Angie's red face worsened.

"Alright, fine. Let me just... call her," she took out her phone and dialed a number. A muffled 'Hello?' was heard.

"Hey, Sera... I've been better, you? …That's great, good for you. Listen, I need you to swing by Italy's house for a second. ...Why? ...Oh, remember that your cousin kidnapped you and took you to that modeling camp that taught you how to strip-tease? ...Yeah, that one. Well, I have a friend who needs to learn that, and fast. ...W-Who? Oh, nobody. Just Ivan Braginski." She ended the call.

England looked like he wanted to say something, but she cut him off. She started counting with her fingers. 'One, Two, Three, Four, Five-"

There was a knock on the door. "There she is. I'll go get it," Angie got up to receive her friend, and came back with an overly excited teenager with black hair in a bun and glasses. She was wearing a 'Keep Calm And Become One With Russia' T-shirt, along with short jeans and black sandals.

"Everyone, this is Sera. Sera, say hi."

"Hi~! It's absolutely awesome-tastic to meet'cha! Russia! I have to say, it's an honor to meet you! And you Italy, Canada, France, Roma, Spain, Japan and China! O-Oh, h-hello there, Germany." She quickly fled from his gaze, terrified. "And England, hello. Oh, psst! America! You should know that Angie has- Hmmph!"

Sera's over-explicative hello was cut off by Angie's hand over her mouth, "Shut it, Satan child." she said and let go.

"Hehe. Sorry~. Now, I was called here because I heard that Russia needs to learn how to strip-tease! And whom is the lucky fellow I need to violently murder in an alley- um, I mean congratulate on this wonderful opportunity?"

"America," Angie said simply, not meeting her gaze.

"...Oh. Well, then. Russia, come this way so I can teach you in private." Sera led him out of the living room, while the rest of the crew waited. My all started playing 'What is your..." to past the time. So far, Romano was asked what was his darkest secret, (he was part of the Italian mafia years ago) and what were his true feelings for Spain (he was his best buddy in the whole world). Spain was asked what was his favorite movie (Faun's Labyrinth [That movie is CREEPY~.])

"Okay, Angie, what is your..." Japan begins. She takes a deep breath and braces for impact.

"...Biggest fear?"

"Oooh~! That's a good one!"

"What's lil' miss America afraid of?"

"Tell us! Tell us!"

Who said that second thing? I will fuck you up. ...As soon as I find out who you are. She laughed nervously and muttered something that sounded like 'sea whales'.

"What?"

"Needles, alright?! I'm afraid of needles. And bees. Those are nature's needles," the girl shivered.

"So you'd be afraid of something like... this?" Spain brought out a jar full of angry, buzzing bees. Angie screamed.

"W-Why would y-you have a jar of b-b-bees with you?!"

"Egypt gave 'em to me on the way here. These are African Bees. A few stings and you're done for."

"Waaaah!" She hid behind Italy, "G-GET THEM OUT OF HERE!"

"Well, if you say so." Spain took the top off the bee-jar, releasing the agitated swarm. Angie fainted.

"Holy crap!"

"Oh no!"

"Spain, you idiot!"

"Mala mia, I just didn't think they would attack!"

"What the fuck did you THINK they'd do?!"

"I don't know, dance or something!"

Germany just sighed and cleared his throat, letting out the most ear-splitting yell anyone has ever heard. In one swift motion, the swarm of bees collapsed onto the floor. Everyone except Angie (who was still unconscious) blinked.

"Is that how they deal with danger in Germany?"

"No, that's how they deal with everything in Germany."

"There is some truth to that," the blonde admitted. "We strike fear into the hearts of our enemies with ear-splitting howls."

Around that time, Russia and Sera came back to the room. Sera looked pleased with herself, while Russia looked slightly embarrassed.

"Oh, Sera-san," Japan said. "Are you done?"

"Yep. He's a fast learner, I'll give him that. So why did he have to learn that anyway?"

"I dared him to strip-tease America," England answered.

"No you didn't," France said.

"Well... Russia I dare you to strip-tease America!"

"Good thing Angie's out cold," Sera murmured. "She wouldn't be able to handle this."

"My poor brother... He died so young..."

"Canada, I'm still here," the blond rolled his eyes. "But... does he have to do the thing with everybody here? Can't you just go into the other room?"

"Oh~. You want some privacy, I get ya." Spain winked at him.

"That's not what I-"

"Ah, yes, the passionate flames of love," France recalled. "They burn brightest when alone."

"Shut up, you-"

"Oi, they're are MINORS in the room!"

"Ve~! You should know better than that! Poor Angie and Sera are our guests! How can you be so inconsiderate?"

"I'm not-"

"America-san, please."

"YOU KNOW WHAT?! EVERYONE GET OUT! OUT OUT OUT!" The american yelled as he pushed everyone outside. Since she was out cold, he picked Angie up and put her on the couch. "Wait here, until the dare is over, okay?"

"Okay," the all said simultaneously.

"Good. Come on, Russia, let's get this over with," he said angrily as he walked up the stairs. Russia said nothing as he followed him.

The room was silent, except for Angie's quiet snores. Italy was poking her face, "Her cheeks are so squishy! It's so cute!" He admired.

"He's right!" Romano added.

"You guys, stop playing with her face," Sera said simply.

"Why? I bet you've always wanted to do this," Roma continued his poking.

"No, I haven't."

"Yes, you have."

"No, I-"

"Stop fighting," Angie mumbled, surprising the Italian brothers. "Shhh, just let me sleep."

"Angie~! You can't go to bed!"

"Why not?"

"Because... Because..."

"Russia and America are making out upstairs!" Spain blurted out. "We need you to go get them!"

"W-What? Why me?"

"Um... the internet?"

"What kind of answer is that..." China murmured.

The girl sighed. "Alright. Fine." She sounded miserable. Angie turned to her friend. "Sera, come with me."

"'Kay," she said as she hopped up the stairs.

When they reached the only locked door, they shared a glance, and Sera reached out and twisted the knob. The door swung open with ease.

Their eyes widened as they let out a scream.

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