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It was Halloween of the year 2013, as countries were out partying. None of them knew what was about to happen,... None of them could tell.
It was at America's house. He always threw the best, and wildest parties.
Slovakia was there, standing my the food table with Aland.
"Its pretty chilly out here." She mumbled, wrapping her scarf up. She was dressed as a demon cat.
straightened her cape and fixed her hair.
"It is a bit cold..." she agreed, though she was used to the chill.
"I wonder if America could turn the heater up!" she said loudly,
wishing America would hear.
Slovakia grabbed her bottle of beer, (which she had carefully been drinking very little of), and made her way through the crowd, towards America, followed by Aland.
After a few,...incidents, she'd had learned to control her reckless drinking.
"Hoyy~! America!" Slovakia called to him, as the music was very loud. "Its very cold in here, turn the heating up!!"
"Huh? Yeah I know!" He shouted as he turned from his conversation with England, who seemed to disprove of the loud noise. "It tripped! Its a very chilly night out here, I can't help you there!"
"Seriously? Whats with your heater!!" Slovakia screamed.
"Probably the switch got flipped off! Happens all the time!!" Replied America. "You're gonna have to go out to put it back on!"
England mumbled something about careless house maintenance to America.
Slovakia turned to Aland, with a worried expression.
"I don't want to go alone..."
Åland sighed, understanding.
"Fine, fine, I'll come along." she chuckled, as she fingered her 'sword'.
"Lets go then, it should be easy to find. The heater is at the back of the house, right?"
Slovakia made her way outside.
"Holy crap its cold!" She exclaimed. "I know its the end of October,...-" Cutting off in the middle of her sentence she took out her phone to check the time. "Oh. Its November." She corrected. "Whatever. Its way too cold!"
Åland shrugged.
"I did say you should put on more clothes!" she chuckled before walking behind the house.
Slovakia looked down at her outfit and rolled her eyes.
Yeah.
She was wearing something short, yet again.
She followed closely behind. Something was fishy. Really, really fishy. She just knew that something wasn't right.
It had been more than half a century since her last fight, and her senses were rusty. At least her paranoia towards her sworn enemy, Hungary, had invoked her to continue reading military tactic books, as well as visiting the shooting range at least once in a while.
Suddenly, a loud sound was heard. Slovakia jumped.
"Oh..." She sighed in relief. It was just only phone. Probably just her boss. "I'll take this."
She picked up the phone,... though, there was no voice, but just some static.
"Hello?" She called into the speaker, as nothing could be heard from the other side of the call.
"Človeče, to už je trochu strašidelný..." She muttered with a hint of fear in her voice.