Chapter 46: Aftermath of a Party

The next morning found everyone passed out in the living room, some due to intoxication, others due to exhaustion. Even the ever-energetic America and Prussia eventually tuckered out, falling asleep in a slump side by side.

Luciano, Yang, and I were the first awake. Old habits die hard, after all. I smiled softly, looking at my white-haired twin. "They're cute when they're asleep."

I'm shocked; you actually slept last night.

"That's because you could hear everyone breathing, isn't it?" Luciano chimed in.

"Yeah. Same goes for you, too, right?" I tilted my head, and he nodded.

"Like you, I have trouble sleeping unless I can hear everyone's heartbeats or breathing. Otherwise I fear that someone has died again, and I just can't sleep."

It's annoying as hell. Even with the recording you have, it only works half the time. Yang complained.

"Well, excuse me for having insomnia caused by uncontrollable trauma I experienced over a period of time that long outstretches my previous lifespan!" I crossed my arms.

"You can let them drop, you know." Luciano stated after a moment. I stared at him, confused. "The glamours."

"Oh... I suppose you're right..." I sighed, cupping my hand over my left eye. I concentrated my magic into the palm of my hand, causing the perma-glamour I kept there to react. I wiped the glamour away, revealing the blatant scar from That Loop.

I then released the minor glamours I kept all over my body, hiding the countless scars from both mundane and fatal injuries that I'd collected over the loops. I let out a sigh of relief. To drop the glamours was like shedding a heavy winter coat after a long day outside. To let the weight literally fall off was rejuvenating, in a sense. Luckily my clothing covered most of my scars, though there were a few on my hands and neck from decapitations or attempting to block spiked tails. I rubbed my knuckles, sighing at the sight of the scars from Loop One.

Luciano's warm, calloused hand covered mine, and I looked up. "Don't be so moody, yeah? It's a new day, and we're all together, si? Fuck, when did I become the encouraging one?" He shook his head, and I laughed quietly, mindful of the sleeping nations around us. Asher stirred but ultimately stayed asleep.

I pulled out my Journal and clicked my pen. "You still write in it?" Luciano asked.

"Of course. Old habits die hard." I responded. The Journal was magical, so it had infinite pages.

What do you think we'll see? Yang spoke up suddenly as I signed my entry and closed the Journal.

I hummed thoughtfully, even as I registered a few nations stirring around us. "I'm not sure." I spoke aloud in a whisper. "A lot happened, but... something major... Probably..." I winced. "Silver. I started seeing her around Loop 932..." I tilted my head, thinking. "That's actually when I started to get down fighting the Lightning Things, come to think of it."

"Didn't we start encountering them around Loop 290 or something?" Yang asked as he sat down cross-legged on the carpet. I idly noted that several people were now pretending to sleep as they listened in on our conversation. Not that we minded.

"290 was the first sighting, while 293 was the first encounter." I corrected. "And subsequently the first death."

"Damn, that early?" Luciano hissed. "I didn't encounter my first elemental Thing till about Loop 300." He shuddered. "And that was a Fire Thing. I don't understand how you could handle so many so early."

"You should know better than anyone." I gave him a flat look. "We had to."

"I know, but you didn't die as often as me when we switched." He crossed his arms and pouted.

"And that's my fault because?"

"You're too good!" He complained, causing Yang to laugh.

"Practice makes perfect, Luci~!" Yang teased. "Unless it's your cooking. You're nearly as bad as England."

"Now that's an insult." I chuckled.

"Bloody hell... Why won't the lights just shut up?" England groaned, pulling a blanket over his head. Canada had kindly thrown the warm article over his second father figure after the Englishman had passed out around two in the morning.

"Oh, Angleterre! I knew you'd come around eventually~" France teased with a grin, as the half-awake England snuggled closer to the immediately available source of warmth—France.

"No." America muttered. "Boys, no fighting, daddy's gotta get some sleep..." He pulled his own blanket up to his chin.

"Oh, Al." Canada chuckled. He'd retired fairly early, only coming back downstairs to grab some water and throw some blankets over a few people. So of course, he was one of the only people awake and rested.

Even most of the 2Ps had stayed for the whole party, Kuro included. Markus loved parties, so he forced Jason to stay, much to the man's begrudging happiness, and Oliver teamed up with his drunk 1P to put on several entertainment segments, including a magic show.

France had tried to make Louis stay, but Louis ended up calling it quits long before midnight. Klaus tried to follow, but Prussia held him back. Apparently, while Prussia could hold his liquor just fine, Klaus was a lightweight. And a drunk Klaus was a fun Klaus. He really acted like his 1P when he was drunk, and he became the life of the party, much to the shock of the 2Ps.

Flavio thoroughly enjoyed the festivities, and forced Romano to stay downstairs and have fun, too. Though all four of us had a ridiculous alcohol tolerance—whether it was because our country had so much wine, or because of our Seasonal status, was unknown—he managed to spike Romano's lava, somehow, and got him drunk off his ass. It was hilarious! Tipsy Romano was mean, but drunk Romano was so carefree and happy, that people kept mistaking him for me! (And whenever that happened, he'd reply with a cheery, "Chigi~ I'm Romano, you silly~!" and Flavio and I have the videos to prove it!)

Austria wasn't a party person, but Hungary and Prussia managed to convince him to stay and provide some music from time to time. Nobody found out who, but someone got him drunk, too. And apparently drunk Austria loves heavy metal and rock. Who knew? So he, Prussia, and America all got together and put on an impromptu concert. Japan and I recorded a good portion of it.

South Korea, Yang, Luciano, Canada and I all pulled together and did some major pranking throughout the night. And I must say, the five of us together were a terrifying force. Even Prussia didn't stand a chance when we brought out the glitter...

So in addition to most of the room being drunk, pranks flying about without restraint, and Austria of all people, tearing on the guitar in a rock band, I managed to get Germany tipsy (but not drunk, because he gets really mean when he's too drunk), and he participated in some of the chaos, himself, instead of being the buzz kill he normally was.

I shared a look with Luciano and Yang, and the three of us left the room to meet up with Canada in the kitchen. Best to avoid the chaos of everyone waking up to a trashed room filled with bottles of booze and covered with extra fine glitter of various colors.

Thank Time I coated myself in a thin layer of ice, so I could shed the glitter without any trouble. I chuckled, noticing that Yang did the same thing. Poor Luciano, though, had no seasonal powers, so he was stuck with the glittery mess.

"I know what you're thinking." He warned, before he smirked. "Come here." He held out his arms in a hug.

"No!" I shook my head, seeing his glitter-covered shirt. "I don't want it!"

"Too bad!" He tackled me in a hug, sharing his multi-colored shiny particles with me.

This was the scene Flavio, Japan, and Kuro waked in on. "The fuck am I looking at?" Kuro asked, staring at Luciano, who was currently death-hugging me as he cackled madly.

The two of us froze when we noticed the three newcomers, while Canada just laughed softly beside Yang.

"Say anything, and I fucking castrate you." Luciano growled, glaring at Kuro.

"Ve~ What about me, Luci?" I asked innocently. "What will you do if I say something?"

"I'll just tell everyone about the time you and Flavio went to Venice and—" I clamped a hand over his mouth.

"You're an ass, you know that?" I glared.

"Fratello!" Flavio's face was beet red. "I told you never to tell anyone about that!"

"Then you and Feli better keep your traps shut about this." He huffed, getting to his feet and dusting himself off.

"Now I'm curious." Canada looked between myself and Flavio. I knew I was as red as him.

"It doesn't concern you. Nothing happened." I said a little too quickly.

Luckily, they dropped it, and allowed those of us who weren't cooking impaired to fix breakfast and hangover cures for the room.

"I'll run this out to my brother before he says something that ignites World War Three." Canada sighed, taking the entire pot of coffee out with him.

"How much can the 1P drink?" Kuro stared, shocked.

"More than you, and that's saying something." Luciano deadpanned, watching as Kuro downed two cups of coffee in minutes.

"I'm impressed." Kuro muttered. "He hasn't died?"

"He's got fifty-one kids." I reminded him.

"Right." He sighed.

It took what would equate to half the day to sober everyone up, and cure all leftover hangovers. Luckily, England and Oliver made several bathrooms this time, so nobody missed the toilet.

It wasn't until the following day that everyone was coherent and well enough to continue the memories.

"Well that was a day entirely wasted." England complained.

"You say that like you weren't one of the reasons." France pointed out.

"Sh-shut up!" England flushed, glaring at the blond.

"Is everyone ready?" Japan asked, bringing everyone back to the matter at hand.

"Si." I stated, and he nodded, opening the door. As the room around us faded, I couldn't help but smile. Maybe all this will actually bring me closure after all.

A/N: Well, this is a short one. Sorry about that. But I wanted to end it on a happier note, before we get back to the Mansion and blood and shit. ^^

So I'm still looking for that third job, I'll start the second one soon, and my first one has been cutting hours lately. I've been stressing a lot IRL lately, and writing helps calm me. (and music).

Oh! I've finally caved and made an Instagram. Follow me~! It's under silvermistanimelover. I really don't know how to use Insta, but... I'll just upload pictures and shit for you guys. ^^

I've also been more active on my Dreamtalia Let's Play on Youtube, so stop by if you want to laugh at someone who really has no idea what to expect. (I've seriously looked up 0 spoilers for Dreamtalia, and didn't even know what it was about when I started playing it. So all my reactions are 100% authentic.) Needless to say, PLEASE don't spoil anything for me.

I'm glad that so many of you liked the song in the last chapter. I don't know if I ever mentioned it, but I've created a version of "A Thousand Years" for Italy and Holy Rome. I made the lyrics before I knew the official ones, so the only real thing the two songs have in common are the music and a couple of lines. Do you guys think I should upload that, too?

Also, THANK YOU EVERYONE! I have now reached (As of this moment) 626 followers on Wattpad! This far outstrips my 300 youtube subscribers, 386 Memories of Old Fanfiction.net followers, 87 Quotev Followers, and 30-some-odd bookmarks on AO3. I am grateful for all my followers and readers, regardless of the platform.

So thank you, AO3 readers. Thank you Quotev Readers. Thank you Fanfiction.net readers. And thank you Wattpad readers.

Also, for my Wattpad people! Most of my comments come within the first hour of posting, and that honestly astounds me. You guys... my regulars/advance group. I want to give you all a shoutout! I read every single comment, and usually I'll get 30-160 comments within the first hour!! It's been less than 24 hours since I posted the last chapter, and I've already got 156 comments! You guys rock! Seriously~!

I've still got Telegram, so if you want to join our Hetalian group, message me on there, my username is SilvermistAnimeLover, and I'll add you. ^^

I've also made some custom ringtones (most of them are Hetalia/HetaOni/HetaQuest songs). Does anyone know if I can send them to people so they can use them on their phone? The only way I've figured out so far is Telegram, but I've no idea how someone can get it to their phone. I just use iTunes for mine.

Let me know if you have any suggestions, and if you want, I'll send you some on Telegram~! ^^

Words: 1,695/1,721

Pages: 4

Posted: 02/09/2019

Edited: 03/18/2019

Also... 46 Chapters, holy fuck!! We're nearly at 150,000 words, people!! This chapter brings it up to (Without Author's Notes) 149,923 words. (even more after the edits, but I don't wanna calculate that right now)