((Oh my gosh, I'm replying! *shot* Sorry it's been so long since I've posted, I've been really busy lately.

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Mexico walked out the front door, grabbing Aussie's hand and closing the large door behind them. "I figured we could go to the grocery store and get snacks and such. Though we'll probably have to make it quick since I bet everybody is here by now." She walked down the street, trying to manage her way between the large groups of people fulling the road. "Is there anything you might want? I'm probably just gonna get in there and buy a bunch of stuff that I think everybody might like."
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France had to think for a minute about who the country was that Berlin was talking about, but quickly nodded his head once he did. "I think it's because Canada doesn't to much, and he looks a lot like America." He simply shrugged, running his fingers though her hair. He just hoped that they landed in America soon so the party could start. It wasn't a party until France arrived.