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SORRY IF THEY SEEM OOC!

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(y/n) – Your name
Italics – Text messages

Flopping onto your bed, you let out a groan. Today had been exhausting for you. You had to go shopping with Elizabeta, go to the market and get some pasta noodles for Feli, and do many other things for the countries. You felt they thought of you as more of a maid instead of a friend. They made you do a lot of things and hardly hung out with you, let alone talked to you. The only one who made an actual effort to interact with you was Feli. You had met the rest of the countries a few years back, when you had run into the country known as France. All of you became quick friends, but you had been drifting from them as of late.

You were about to fall into a blissful sleep when your phone went off. Letting out a groan, you lifted your hand and proceeded to feel around on the desk for your mobile. Your fingers brushed up against it and you pulled it closer, the bright screen illuminating your face. Opening one eye, you saw that you got a new message from Arthur.

Arthur: Hey love! Can you go and pick up some tea packets for me? I ran out earlier.

You rolled your eyes and huffed. You were not going anywhere. You had just gotten home and could barely move, let alone walk to the store to get his tea packets. He has legs, he could use them.

(y/n): Sorry Arthur, no can do. I’m tired.

Putting your phone down, you closed your eyes once again to try and get some sleep before tomorrow crept up on you. Your phone buzzed again and you let out yet another groan.

Arthur: Ah, alright. Can you do it tomorrow?

You grew angry and scowled. Is he that lazy?! He’s turning into Alfred!

(y/n): Why can’t you do it yourself? I always do things for you guys! I can’t even remember the last time we actually hung out! Sometimes I think you guys only have me around to use me as a maid! I do everything for you guys! I’m going to bed, so goodnight Arthur!

You put your phone down and turned it on vibrate, rolling over and shutting your eyes. Arthur was quite surprised at your digital outburst, and thought back to all the things he and the others made you do. He realized that they did make you do a lot of things for them. Hell, he was pretty sure that you had done some of their laundry as well. Nodding in satisfaction, he quickly created a group chat with a few other countries.

Arthur: We need to do something for (y/n).

Alfred: Why?

Arthur: She says she feels like a maid to us. We make her do a lot of things and I thought that it would be nice to throw a party or something for her.

Feli: Can there be pasta?

Arthur: Yes, there can be pasta…

Alfred: Alright! I’m in!

Yao: I’m in to, aru.

Ivan: Da, we will make her a party.

Elizabeta: Oh my gosh, can I decorate it?! I know just what she likes!

Arthur: Alright. Let’s get this party set up. We need someone to distract her for tomorrow!

Feli: Pasta! I can! Can I do it? Please England? Please!

Arthur: I’m going to feel bad for (y/n)… But yes Feli, you can.

Feli: Yay!