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On their way to Germany's house, Denmark pulled America aside and explained to him very carefully the difference between Germany and Nazi Germany, and why you should never mistake the one for the other, and that in fact it's usually not a good idea to even mention the other to the first one, and maybe he should just let the rest of them do the talking. America listened attentively and assured Denmark that he understood and he was starting to get the hang of this "international cooperation" thing and it was in no way going to be a repeat of Russia's house. At all.
So naturally, when they got there, America shoved his way to the front of the group before anyone could ring the bell, kicked the door in, and charged inside with his gun drawn, shouting, "FREEZE, NAZI SCUM!"
Germany, who at that very moment had been heading toward the front door with a wreath to hang on the outside of it, instantly passed out from sheer mortification.
"Aw nuts," said America. "That was the
Spooky Brew - Chapter 4Too late… In times like these, despair would be a welcome lift of mood.Spooky Brew - Chapter 4 in Introductions & Chapters
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Finland paced. Periodically, he took a pull from his bottle, but not a deep one—with what they had just discovered, liquor might soon be in short supply and he would have to ration his stock. That thought made him hiss a very sincere "Perkele…"
Iceland had turned around and sagged to the warehouse floor, resting his head in his hands. "Oh, man…oh, man…this is the worst thing ever! What are we gonna tell the other guys? Wait a minute…you're not going to tell them anything, are you? I'm going to have to tell them!" He began rapping his knuckles against his temples, trying to stir up any thought that would save the day. "Okay, maybe…there might be some hope left. Obviously, the Beer Ghost army is still here. It's not invading the world just yet. That's something. Come on, Finland, help me out here! I need some flash of inspira
Spooky Brew - PrologueIt was a dark and stormy night.Spooky Brew - Prologue in Introductions & Chapters
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Actually, it was a bright and lazy afternoon.
It was the sort of afternoon where there probably are worthwhile, productive things you could be doing, but the air and the light infect you with a pervasive lethargy in order to prevent it, so what you do instead is invite a friend over and get moderately sloshed while watching the kinds of shows on TV that are only amusing when you are moderately sloshed.
Denmark loved these kinds of afternoons. A bag of chips, a case of beer, and Norway—what could be more perfect?
In something close to unison, the two of them finished off their current bottles, tossed them aside, opened new ones, clinked them with a cry of "Skål!" and took long swigs. They could have been members of the Scandinavian Synchronized Boozing Team. They even had a mascot…of a sort.
"Uuuuuuuuuuh! Beer for me?"
"No!" Denmark said for what had to be the twentieth time, flicking a flyswatter at the inter