Breezy/Otaku were bored~

America: *Keeps hold of him* Oh hell nah! I'm not letting you get into that liquor cabinet! *He read England's mind* Mind if I stay with you tonight?

Italy:....Ima so happy~ *Faints, still conscious tho*

England: *Sighs and nods* Alright then America. *Blinks as he sees his porch* Thanks for bringing me home though. *Tries to get out of his arms, he probably had some alcohol somewhere in his house*

Germany: D-do I like you? *twitches slightly* Italy, you're loud, lazy, easily scared and distracted, you give up to easily, you eat all my food and you're incredibly oblivious...but I can't bring myself to hate you, and I do enjoy having both you and Japan around. You two are my best friends, so of course I like you.

America: Aw don't say dat Arty~! *Laughs* Like you said, I'm just self absorbed, that's why I wanted to be heroic for ya!

Italy: *Sniffs* Germany... *Sniff* Do you... Like me? *Looks him in the eyes, hers are tearful*

England: *Blinks* …A-Alfred. You don't haveta worry about saving or protecting me or stuff like that. To be honest, I really don't deserve it.

Germany: Italy, don't cry...*Rubs her back* I-I'm not mad at you. I'm pissed at whoever did it to you...so don't cry. If you're happy with it, then I wont question it..

America: Aw you're mean Arty~! *Laughs a little* Alright maybe it's cuz I wanted to be your hero tonight.

Italy: *Her eyes are tearful* I'ma sorry for getting drunk... I was just really- *Bursts into tears* Germany was mad at me for becoming a ragazza! But I thought he'd be happy~~~~! *She puts her head in her hands*

England: I'd use a lot of other words to describe you: stubborn, obnoxious, self absorbed maybe, but just plain 'nice' isn't one of them.

Germany: *Groans* You're worse than usual. *Picks her off of the ground and sets back on the stool, keeping a tentative arm around her waist*

America: *Is silent for a moment*... Well I'm just a nice guy I guess...

Italy:*Hic* I love Germany. *Slams head on bar and slips off her chair*

England: You're too nice to me...even after everything with the revolution and everything. I don't know why though.

Germany: *Blinks in surprise but pulls back after a moment, blushing* I-italy what are you doing? Y-you shouldn't...I mean. *Sighs* at least you won't remember this. *Lightly kisses her cheek and try's to ge up, not wanting to get in too deep.*

America: *Smiles slightly* You're welcome dude!

Italy: *Looks into his eyes* Oh yeah I remember Germany... *Comes closer to him, her face still red* I like Germany... A lot... *Kisses him on the lips*

(I'm sorry! I just had to do that too! TuT)

England: Yes. *mutters* Thanks Alfred. *leans lightly against his chest*

Germany: S-sorry *lets go hastily* Italy, you know who I am. I'm Germany, don't make me give you double the training tomorrow.

America: Alright, alright! *Walks very slow* Is that better for you~?

Italy: *Eyes widen and she turns bright red squeezing her eyes shut* Nggghhhh! *Clenches her fists* D-don't d-do that! W-we've o-only just m-met!

[ lol:3)
England: Stop moving so fast, you're making me dizzy.*Grips tightly at America's shirt to not fall*

Germany: Yes Italy, we know each other...obviously. *Frowns and tugs lightly at her hair curl trying to get her back to normal*

America: *Scoops Iggy up heroically* Let's go! *Stars carrying him out*

(Lol I just had to do that XP)

Italy: *Flirty smile* You play sooooooooo~ hard to get~~~~~! That's my job~ *Laughs* You seem like a nice guy though~ Do we know each other~~~~?

England: *sighs as well* I guess so Alfred. *sits up again and stands up shakily*

Germany: *As he pinches the bridge of his nose* Fine Italy, just what do you want? *gently prys her off*

America: *Sighs* Do you want me to take you home?

Italy: Aw don't be mad~ I'm sorry I came on too strong~ *Hugs him crying* Please just give me a chance~~~~~~~!

England:*Not really listening* Look, America that’s nice of you, I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself, I’m not a child. *Tries to sit up, but falls over again* Then again, maybe not.

Germany: *Trying not to snap* Italy, I’m not dancing with you. *Shifts away slightly* You’re completely drunk, why am I trying to reason with you.

America: England I'm stopping you for two reasons. One you're gonna wake up in the morning with another hangover, and two... I care about you alright. Now stop drinking! That's an order from the hero himself!

Italy: *Laughing* But I wanna move~ Oh my god we should dance~~~~~! *Leans against Germany* You and me should just~ yeah~.... Are you s-single~? Because you're cute~~~~! *Hic*

England: What do you mean, I’ve had enough, I can hold my alcohol just as good as all of you. *Pouts* You can’t cut me off

Germany: *Gets up and walks over to Italy.* Why would you drink all of that straight? *bends over and lifts her up by her waist, holding her under his arm* Listen to me will you. Sit there and don’t move.

America: *Becomes serious* No I think you've had enough.

Italy: *Puts down the bottle and holds her head* Ugh... Why did Ia do that? *She falls to the floor laughing*

(lol X3 that's totally okay~)

England: I'll be fine, when the room stops spinning. *Blinks and suppresses the urge to vomit* Do me a favor and get me another shot will ya?

Germany: I'll never understand him...er her *Shakes head and watches warily as Italy downs the bottle* I can tell it's going to be a long night...

America: Are you okay Brit? You look a little, how do you say it in old people language?... "Under the weather"...?

Italy: *Shakes head and goes back to the bar* Uh give me your best drink! *Gets a bottle of vodka, this must be a Russia bar. She drinks it straight up not knowing what it is*

(Sorry I want to get Italy drunk too XD)

England: *Sighs, turns his head to glance at America* I'm not bitching. *Argues weakly* As long as I'm better than that bastard. *Groans as the room begins to spin and places his head in his arms again*

Germany: *Frowns and sits again, this time further away* Stay where I can see you. Don't want you getting yourself in trouble. *Crosses arms and stares at her* Understand?

America: I never said I liked France better than you, pfft I never even said that I liked him at all! *Pats his back* So quit your bitchin okay!

Italy: *Thinks for a second* Is Germany jealous that I was flirting with someone~? *Smirks slightly*

Engand: W-why do you do you always make fun of me America?! *tears up slightly* Am I not Cool enough? Do you like the Wine-bastard better?...Oh God, even the wine bastard's better than me...*Becomes slightly hysterical* I-I can drink alcohol and smell like cheese too! He's not that good, is he? *Slams head on table*

Germany:You don't need free drinks. *Flushes slightly at the question and glances away* N-nothing, it's not important so don't worry about it. *Lets go of her arm and sighs*

America: *Raises an eyebrow* You're blonde too idiot. *Chuckles* I like it when you're drunk, you're funny!

Italy: *Waves goodbye to the tender* You didn't have to be so mean Germany~ I was gonna get us free drinks~! *Realizes something* Wait what does "Frau" mean?