DO NOT OWN!!! Written in around ... twenty minutes! IT'S JUST THAT DELICIOUS!! Six mochi's were harmed during the making of this fic...

"What on us is that Japan?" England blinked down at the little ball.

"I made a mochi of myself," Japan explained patiently, "You eat it. It's green tea flavoured."

"Hey! This one looks like me!" America grinned picking up a little mochi studying it, "It's so cute!"

Japan nodded, "Yes, I have taken the liberty of creating Mochi's for all of you."

"Oh well that's—AMERICA DON'T EAT IT!!!" England yelled angrily hitting the American on the back of the head. The mochi flew out of his mouth landing back on the table.

"He said I could eat it!!" Alfred yelled in protest rubbing the back of his head, "It was good... it had hamburger filling..."

"Actually," Germany pointed out gruffly, "He said 'you eat it' as in, that's what you do with it. I think it's rather impolite to eat when someone is talking."

"Well sorry..." Alfred continued sticking his tongue out.

"May I continue?" Japan asked with infinite patience.

The group of nations nodded.

"I have the Germany flavoured with wurst and Italy flavoured with—"

"PASTAAA~!!!!"

"ITALY WEREN'T YOU LISTENING?!?! YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO EAT THEM WHILE JAPAN IS TALKING!!!"

"Ahhh but Germany~! It's so tasty!"

"There's also Earl Grey and Cheese flavoured for England-san and France-san respectively."

"Oui, a good move," France whispered, "Tea is the only thing the English are known for making well when it comes to the culinary arts."

"WHAT WAS THAT YOU CHEESE BASTARD!?!?" Arthur yelled throwing France's mochi at his head. It plopped right into the Frenchman's mouth.

"Magnifique!"

"DON'T EAT IT!!" Germany yelled again.

"I have also made a Sweet and Sour China mochi."

"It looks delicious aru."

"DON'T—" England and Germany began.

"I wasn't going to aru!!"

"I've made a maple flavoured one..." Japan looked at it curiously, "It... actually looks a lot like America-san as well..."

"Um... that's probably me..." A voice spoke up. The nations jerked to attention looking around.

"Where did that come from?" England gasped.

"Was it a ghost? Wai~! Germany I'm scared!"

"Get off me Italy..."

"Wait... two Americas aru!?!" China yelled pointing at America and... another America.

"I'm...I'm Canada," The other America sighed softly. This was nearly happened every meeting and they still couldn't remember him...

"Who?" Everyone chorused. The Not America gave a groan of frustration.

"In this case," Russia said holding up his own little mochi, "This is where my mochi comes in handy, da?"

In one swift motion Russia savagely bit the head off of his mochi and then took a shot of the liquid inside.

"Vodka mochi!" He said offering the rest to this 'Canada' person. Canada blinked looking awkward.

"Ah. No thank you."

"Mochi-shots all around!" America declared grabbing a few more of the Russia mochis.

"Way... *hic* ahead of you..." England said.

"OH! So YOU can eat the mochi, but when I do it I'm interrupting Japan!" America accused.

"E'S DONE!!" Enland slurred, "Shut up and respect yer elders!"

And THAT is what Countries do with their spare time.

...Get Drunk...

This came about after eating frozen green tea mochi's with Nishachan and discussing America flavoured mochi...

If this story were a mochi, it would be crack flavoured...