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    Russia poked his head out of the closet and looked around for any hint of his crazy sister. Once he saw the coast was clear, he dashed out of the closet.


    Sicily heard her phone ring. "Hello?"
    "Olá, amiga Sicily! Up for a game of futebol?[b]" Brazil asked.
    "[b]Of course! We can play it here in my home's futebol field.    " Sicily responded, smirking.
    "Sí! I'll see ya soon!" Brazil said then hung up.

    "Hey boys. Looking sexy as ever I see." She sat in an empty seat and smiled at them


    Marcus looked for his sister then spotted her at the table with England and France. He groaned and walked over knowing he had lost the battle.

    Maggie laughed and slung an arm over the small English mans shoulders "Ah poor little Artie still not comfortable with my awesome sexiness."

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    In my right hand is a hamburger!
    In my left hand is a shake!
    The stars and stripes are proof we're the best in the world!
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    OOC: thanks for accepting me
    IC: America walked around bored. She ate a hamburger as she usually did.
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    "Don't go missing my cool and awesome performance!''
    If you have a cold,here's a hamburger!

    Canada sighed. "I'm Canada, your owner Kumajiro."


    On the way to Sicily, Brazil saw both Russia and Canada. "Olá, amigos! Want to join Sicily and I in a game of futebol?"
    Canada was surprised someone noticed him. "I-I don't mind..."
    Russia smiled. "Da. Anything to evade my sister, da～?"
    "Perfect! I'm headed over now. This is going to be a good match!" Brazil bounced on her heels.

    "I'm not little" England said angrily shrugging her arm off his shoulder

    A couple minutes later, Sicily saw Brazil, Canada, and Russia. Brazil was holding the common ball used for futebol games.
    "Shall we start, mi amigos?" Brazil smirked.
    "We haven't picked the teams yet, Brazil." Canada informed.
    "Da, comrade Brazil. Either way, I'll take comrade Sicily's team, da～?" Russia stated, putting an arm on the Italian island's head.
    Sicily froze. "O-Ok. I-a guess C-Canadia's on-a Brazil's team..."
    "I-It's Canada." Canada sighed.
    "S-sorry Canada." Sicily said.
    Brazil bounced the ball on her knee and said, "Now can we start?" She kicked the ball into the air then kicked it towards the other goal.

    France walked away as the other came. He saw Russia come by, and he got curious. He slowly followed the big Russian. When they started playing he walked out into the field.

    Russia walked towards the goal box. "I guess I will be goalie, da?"
    "O-Ok. I'll be-a defense and offense!" Sicily said getting the ball and running down the opposite way, away from her her goal.
    Brazil saw this. "Canada!"
    "Goalie? Alright..." Canada ran over to Brazil's goal box.
    Brazil nodded then took back the ball from Sicily. She ran it down the field with the Italian island giving chase.

    "Do I get a team!?" he shouted.

    Maggie laughed and kissed him on his check just as her brother arrives.


    "Maggie stop tourtchering England." He glared at his sister before turning to Arthur "I am so sorry about this. I'm sure you understand what its like to have to watch over someone out of control." He apologized his face showing it all and then some. "Maybe I can make up for it just a little. Let me buy you your next two teas."

    Brazil smiled. "Olá, amigo!"
    Sicily waved him over. "You can-a join my-a team!"

    France happily walked over with a grin on his face.

    Just one more to defeat... Brazil smirked. But I like him. She blushed then kicked the ball towards the goal.
    Russia saw this coming then caught the ball.
    Brazil and Canada both paled. Oh crap... They both thought. Brazil backed up a few yards then readied herself.
    Sicily smiled. This game is going to be easy...

    France watched Russia.

    Russia threw the ball 3/4ths of the way down the field.
    Sicily and Brazil looked at each other before running down the field towards the ball.

    France ran after the ball. "Miiiiiine!" he shouted.