Going Clubbing

[v1v3_l3_franc3]

Title Going to the Club
Pairing(s) Any that the participants want to write in, although I can tell you that Francis will be angling to seduce Alfred by the end of the night. Come on, come all!
Rating I’ll go up to any rating, but I think we have a few pretty young RP’ers here, so maybe try to keep it PG-13 or soft R (you can always take graphic

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[matty_maples]

Canada was bored that night. He didn't know what to do at home at all. The books he had had been already read, the movies already watched, and, besides, he nearly ran out of maple syrup. Kumajirou-san was pretty bored too, so he didn't even talk to poor Matthew.

Jeez, what am I going to do? - he thought. There aren't much interesting things here. So, maybe... I should go to some club? I've been alone for too long, I think And he really went.
That's why this night he suddenly entered that club, walked along and slowly sat down.

"Hi everyone!" - he said loudly, though he highly doubted anyone would notice him, and turned to Kumajirou. This bear has always been with him in every situation.

[patrioticpride]

Somehow, with America's height, he managed to dully look over the crowd and somehow noticed a certain curl. Whoa. Was that Canada? In his current state, he really couldn't tell.

He waved anyway, thinking that even if it wasn't Canada, he would at least be friendly.

[tru3_gentleman]

England tried to strain his neck to see what had the American's attention but his height was too lacking for him to be able to see - letting out a small growl of frustration he tiptoed... And still couldn't see who was being waved at.

The crowd pressed in ever closer and England struggled not to stumble into America as he attempted to stay upright.

[aph_greece]

Greece had managed to fall asleep standing against the bar, when he awoke suddenly. It was England who accidentally bumped into him. He blinked the sleep from his eyes and looked at the surging crowd.

What was he doing here again?

(I have no idea how Greece and Canada would interact!)

[patrioticpride]

Arthur bumped into his chest, and a small flush rose to Alfred's cheeks as he moved into the other man's body. Hell, this was dancing. He slid his hands down England's sides, leaning inwards.

[tru3_gentleman]

Englands cheeks grew warm as America got closer to him, his body half freezing in surprise (which was silly as it was - he'd been the one to suggest dancing, afterall) and half trying to sway in time with America and the beat.

Feeling himself bump into someone (how had they managed to move from the middle of the crowd to the other end?!) he turned slightly to see who it was. Alcohol glazed eyes squinted and he managed to make out Greece blinking sleepily back at him. Peering around him, England stole the glass that had been sitting on the bar counter infront of him and drank half of it's remaining contents. The effects of chugging it so quickly hit his brain like a sledgehammer and he stumbled into America agian.

[aph_greece]

It was an interesting sight to wake to. England, his former ally, proved once more that he could not hold his liquor, having drunkenly collapsed into America. Greece wondered if it would be appropriate of him to help.

He took only a moment to decide. In three strides he walked over to America and England.

[tru3_gentleman]

Trying to right himself from his drunken fall (really, he'd ad to grab America's shoulders to keep from falling flat on his face, instead managing to dig his nose into America's chest again) he glanced around, disorientated and feeling as though he was being watched.

He found the source to be Greece, making his way over to them again, and he seemed to remember that he'd just stolen his drink. Past the point where he could feel appologetic or sheepish, England thrust the glass back at the Greek and said, "Whoops, I guess this is yours, mate!"

[sweden_san]

Sweden had watched America and England stumble towards the dance floor and Greece, and decided to go over and make sure the two were, if not sober, at least not going to fight. Sweden lumbered over to the three nations. He asks: "'s ev'ryth'ng 'lr'ight?"

[aph_greece]

Greece hand, which had extended to take the glass proffered, paused midway and faced Sweden.

"England is drunk, I wanted to make sure he's all right."

[patrioticpride]

Eh~? Alfred casually slung an arm over Arthur's shoulder. However casual this may be, he wasn't that drunk. But he was tipsy, and hell.

Alcohol speaks.

"W'sup, Greece~? Sweden~?" He grinned and nodded at them, before snatching the nearest passerby's drink and taking a large sip, unconsciously leaning closer to England.

[tru3_gentleman]

Having lost his own drink (well, technically it hadn't been his own, but whatever) England attempted to steal the one America had acquired. It didn't work. "America, give me some~!" He whined. Really, had he been sober he most definitely would have cringed at the undignified tone that escaped his lips... But of course, he wasn't sober.

[[We're terrible, stealing everyone elses drinks XD Oh, I've managed to sort an aim account now =3 "Iggymochi" here!]]

[patrioticpride]

(omgtotallyaddingyou.)

Alfred took another large gulp, before sloppily passing the drink to Arthur. The motion accidentally got alcohol on the other man's hands. Oops. Well, what a perfect time for Arthur's old gentlemanly lessons to come out. He lifted Englands hands to his lips and slowly licked whatever spilled drops of alcohol.

Okay, maybe not what England taught him exactly, but that was a long time ago.

And besides. Why waste a good drink?

[tru3_gentleman]

[[Lol why don't we just carry on on this one and let Sweden and Canada continue on that thread? Less confusion at least *shrugs*]]

England felt America's grip on him tighten as he reached for the glass again. He paid no heed to the spillage caused as he grasped the glass to begin with... until America decided to lick it, that is. Heat slowly rising in his cheeks (and burning his hand where America's tongue had been), he raised his brow in a mockery of the usually casual expression. His eyes questioned America as he raised the glass to his lips and drank, finishing the drink in one long draught.
"I know I taught you to make sure not to waste but that was a little.."

[patrioticpride]

America grabbed the hand that was holding the glass and slowly brought it to his own lips, staring over the rim at England. He took a long slow sip, closing his eyes (fully glazed over due to the alcohol. Hell, they don't really know the potency of the drinks they did steal.)

"I think I liked the drunk Arthur better," he murmured, so only they could hear, slipping closer.

(If you have anything against what I'm doing,totally just say so xD)

[tru3_gentleman]

America's sudden movement startled England and he almost felt himself hold his breath when America's eyes closed as he drank. Hearing America's voice drop to a low tone, he let out the shuddering breath he'd been holding, taking back the cup and draining it. He gave America stare for stare as he murmered back, equally softly "And who said I wasn't still drunk, huh?"