It's Tea Time at England's! (Not for you America!)

[England]

England's house is a large estate that sits on the top of a big grassy hill. There are lots of balconies on the top floor and a veranda surrounds the ground level. There is a simple white gazebo not to far off the front lawn and there is a simple table and a few chairs set up inside.
Inside England's house the decor is simple but regal- he likes to keep the atmosphere calm and well kept. He doesn't mind company at all, as long as you're willing to sit down for tea from time to time. That, and your manners have to be impeccable. Meaning a select number of countries are not allowed to even step foot in Arthur's house. You being one of them America. We don't want a repeat of last time.

[America]

-Whistles to himself as he walks toward his intended victim's house, grinning as he sees it come closer and closer.- It's so stuffy here! Ah well, Iggy needs someone to spice up his prudish life.

-Without a semblance of politeness or decency, he raps the door with enough force to make the door shake under his knocks- Artieeee! Come on, where you at? Kirk-Kirk-Kirky, come on out! The hero is here!

[England]

*Hears constant knocking* What is that beastly knocking... *walking up to the door he notices America through the door window and begins to panic* Bloody hell... What is that arsehole doing here!? *hiding under the nearest table, england tries to mimic the voice of his unicorn friends* *high pitched* Go away! No ones home!

[America]

-Grins even wider when he hears the high pitched voice- Ig-Ig-Iggy! Come out! -Pouts slightly and puts a hand on his hip, contemplating- Fine then, I see how it is. Ah well! A hero never gives up! -Knocks on the door even louder before backing away from it- Your fault, Igs~ -Kicks the door open as hard as he can-

[England]

*tries to ignore America's calls by covering his ears and balling up under the table in denial* *rocking back and forth* He's not there. He's not there. He's not- *door is busted* *eyes widen with that 'oh shit' feeling*

[America]

-Smiles when he realizes that the door was broken before storming inside, looking around- Iggy! I know you're around here! -Looks around before going towards the kitchen area, frowning when he doesn't see him- Aaaartieeee! Art-Art-Artie!

-Looks around until he sees him down under the table- What are ya' doin' down there? -Laughs- Come out there, you senile old man.

[England]

*prays to every god he can think of that America doesn't find him as he tries to remain as quiet as possible* *hears america's footsteps* Oh shoo- *gets spotted and slowly turns and crawls out from under the table* A-ah america! W-what are you doing here?

[America]

-Raises an eyebrow- I came here to make your life filled with heroic glory. Better question, what were you doing there? Hmmm? -Smugly smirks-

[England]

*frowns- oh not this again* *caught off guard* I-I was... uh... um I was... I dropped my contacts! I was just looking for them! *nods* Yup. That's why i was under the table!

[America]

-Snorts- You wear contacts, Iggy? -Smiles- Then why were you all huddled up under there as if some lunatic just stormed into your house or somethin' like that?

-Looks around before heading towards the kitchen- Gonna' get some coffee!

[England]

*nods* I do wear contacts! And thats just how I look for things! Mind your own business you git! *runs after America* Don't just run off and do whatever you want! This is my house! Hey are you listening! >.<

[Canada]

*Peeks into the doorway* Why exactly did America kick the door down? I told him that we should just go home. Maybe he didn't hear me... *Tiptoes into the house* Hello! Where are you guys? *Alfred brushes pass the him, Arthur follows yelling.* Al, Arthur is right. It's rude to just run into someones kitchen without asking.

[America]

-Laughs loudly as he sprints to the kitchen and looks around in it before frowning- ....Wait....what? -Looks around, trying to find the source of the voice.- ...............OH! Hey Ma...I....Alfr....Al......Matthew! -Puts a hand on his hip- What are you doing here, Mattie? -Completely forgot that Matthew came here with him-

[England]

*When america stops suddenly england runs into him and falls flat on his butt* What are yo- ow! *sits on the ground clutching his face with teary surprised eyes* Y-y-y-you idiot! *still hasnt noticed Canada due to the pain* I'm bleeding!

[Canada]

*sighs* We came here together Al. We were going to have lunch with Arthur. *turns to help up said nation* And really Alfred? Were you going to mistake me for yourself?! REALLY?