"Shelby, you guys do not have to stay here all day." Germany stated, crossing his arms as he glared at the group. Shelby was curled up on a love seat, drawing in her sketchbook, while Sebastian peered over her shoulder next to her, oh-ing and ah-ing, which only annoyed the brunette. Lovino laid sprawled out on the large couch, seeming to be dead asleep. All three had large water guns near them, prepared to take action any minute.

"Ludwig, we can't." Shelby stated. "Jett tried to take you out last round, and we kept him out of the game. They're going to view you as target number 1. I don't want to risk leaving and someone taking you out."

"I promise you, Shelby, I can take care of myself." Germany huffed, his brows furrowing.

"I'm good with leaving." Romano muttered, his eyes still closed. "If root-muncher doesn't want help, we can take care of ourselves."

Sebastian gasped excitedly. "We can have an Italian party! We can have pasta and pizza and wine-"

"I'm only 18." Shelby didn't lift her eyes from her sketchbook.

"That's perfectly legal in Italy." Romano chided, standing up. "I could go for a drink."

"Yay! Gli Italiani, meno Feliciano, si uniscono!" Seborga cheered, popping up from the couch and pulling Shelby up along with him.

"Fine." Shelby grumbled, handing her water gun to Germany. "But DON'T say I didn't warn you."

With that, the Italians left Germany's house for Romano's, leaving Germany alone in his home.

Which was, strange, he realized, because usually, Prussia, Dreamz, Austria, Hungary, Switzerland, and Liechtenstein were making his life hectic.

"You know, sometimes Americans are not so dumb." An accented voice sounded behind Ludwig. He pivoted on his heels and pointed the gun at his enemy, who happened to be Russia. Ivan watched him a smile as Dreamz recorded from a few feet away, as to not get hit with the water. "Sometimes. Mostly they are though."

"Drop the weapon." Germany commanded, eyeing the large water gun Russia had aimed at him as well.

"No, I cannot do that, Germany. I promised my comrades I would not back down. And this I will not do." Russia stated simply.

"Firing at me will only result in both our defeat." Ludwig growled.

"I will take one for the team to knock you off your pedestal." Ivan smiled. "Goodbye."

And with that, Ludwig and Ivan both were shot.

"I love being up at the cabin with you guys." Taylor smiled as she sat on the couch within the Neufeld's cabin. "It gives me a great hideout from the Water Wars."

Hope glared at Taylor. "I don't want to talk about Water Wars."

"Someone's salty." Annalise whispered to Taylor from across the room, so the whisper was actually fairly loud.

"Sorry, Moose, but I wanted to win. I'm not in these Drabbles a lot so when I am I like to try to do great things." Taylor explained.

Hope shrugged. "Fair enough. But I have connections." She stated.

"Connections?" Taylor raised her brow.

That's when Sammi rolled out into view and chucked a water balloon at Taylor's face.

"What the hell?" Taylor yelled angrily, wiping the water from her face.

"SOMEONE FORGOT I WAS VISITING CANADA!" Sammi shouted triumphantly, before running out the door.

Annalise looked at her sister with a disappointed expression. "Really?"

Hope stared off in the distance. "I must have my revenge."