What happens on a normal day.
‘Ghost George dies he’ll haunt me forever! I’d rather he’s alive ‘coz that would be heaps bett-‘
“UGH SHUT UP” a female voice growled, slamming her fist on the alarm clock before turning over and opening her groggy eyes. To be met with a man who sported blonde hair and blue eyes.

“FRANCE GET THE FUH OUT” Ella shrieked, shoving the man out. Getting up and shoving him out, she stepped out and strode into the kitchen.
To find Wales traumatizing his brothers.
“STAWP IT RAHN, YER TRAUMATIZING MEH” England cried out, whilst Ireland and Scotland had O_O faces. Wales was giggling creepily to himself, his eye twitching. Ella sighed, frowning. “Wales! Go kill Aussie or something” she barked. The dragon lover glared at her, before smiling creepily and walking off, knife in hand.
The girl raised an eyebrow, then a smile crept onto her face. “PIGGY BACK!” she cried out, launching herself on Scotland’s shoulders. The redhead let out a yelp, stumbling a bit. “Get off me!” he shouted, throwing Ella off.
Ella landed on the ground with an ‘oof!’. Standing, she jutted her lower lip out. “You’re mean” she replied, doing a mock sad-face.
Suddenly, they all heard a ‘G’DAY MAY- AUGHHH”. And with that Wales returned, same creepy smile, knife dripping with crimson blood. “That was fun! But we need another victim~” he looked over, to find England, Ireland and Scotland had all disappeared.
Wales frowned. “Looks like they don’t want to play. Oh well, I’ll get them later~”. Ella, who was backing out, gave a feeble nod. “U-U-Uh yeah, you do that..” she mumbled weakly, before sprinting off and diving under someone’s bed.
Big mistake
The blonde teen smiled, his eyes glinting. “Hello Ella. It’s a fine day, perfect to make some syrup” he cooed, kneeling so he could see her. ‘Oh heeeell no’ Ella thought, mentally smacking herself. Canada’s lips curved into a wolfish grin.
“Would you care to help me make it?”
No response. “Ella?” he repeated.
“NOPE! CHUCK TESTA” and with that, he was met with a foot in his face. Unlocking the door and opening it, she nodded. “Try France. He’s creepy enough” and with that, she dashed out.