Sealand walked happily down the hallway to the meeting room. There had been so much fuss over the "Music war" that he could surely sneak in! Even with the large boom-box sitting on his shoulder, with and arm wrapped around it for security. What he was about to do would surely get him noticed. He just knew it.

Sure enough, he managed to sneak behind most of the tall nations, and moved to plug in his boom-box. Pulling a wireless microphone out of his seemingly magical pocket, he made sure everything was ready. And once it was, he hit play. The music started up, causing quite a few confused mutters as he made his way to the center of the crowd. He would most definitely get recognized as his own country if he stood up to the stupid jerk England this way!

~Aww shit~

Sealand just so happened to have the karaoke version of this... song.

~-Get your towels ready it's about to go down

Everybody in the place hit the fuckin deck

But stay on your motherfuckin toes

We runnin this, let's go!-~

England's eyes widened slightly in confusion, wondering who the bloody hell was using such profanities.

~I'm on a boat~

And then it hit him like a ton of bricks.

~I'm on a boat

Everybody look at me cause I'm sailin on a boat

I'm on a boat

I'm on a boat

Take a good hard look at the motherfuckin boat~

England sighed in irritation and looked around the room, searching for the nuisance that was disrupting a perfectly uncoordinated meeting.

~I'm on a boat motherfucker take a look at me~

Sealand smiled while he sang, seeing that everyone had begun to notice him.

~Straight flowin on a boat on the deep blue sea

Bustin five knots, wind whippin out my coat~

There were many nations muttering in confusion, still unsure why this kid was interrupting. There were things people had to do! Namely doing basically exactly what he was doing, but that was besides the point.

~You can't stop me motherfucker cause I'm on a boat~

By this point the nations had given enough room to form a circle around the small principality.

~Take a picture, trick

I'm on a boat, bitch

We drinking Santana champ, cause it's so crisp

I got my swim trunks, and my flippie-floppies

I'm flippin burgers, you at Kinko's straight flippin copies~

"Alright, enough Sealand." England said as he pushed through the crowd to Sealand.

~I'm ridin on a dolphin, doin flips and shit

The dolphin's splashin, gettin e'rybody all wet~

Sealand didn't stop. Why would he stop now when he was finally going to get recognition!?

~But this ain't Seaworld, this is real as it gets

I'm on a boat motherfucker, don't you ever forget~

"Sealand, stop! Is this any way a gentleman would act?" The little brat was starting to seriously irritate him.

~I'm on a boat and, it's goin fast and I got a nautical themed pashmina afghan

I'm the king of the world, on a boat like Leo

If you're on the shore, then you're sho' not me-oh~

Rolling his eyes, England spoke once again. "Oh stop it! If you were going to annoy us all with your singing you could of at least chosen something good!"

~Fuck land, I'm on a boat, motherfucker

Fuck trees, I climb buoys, motherfucker~

And Sealand ignored any words England said.

~I'm on the deck with my boys, motherfucker

This boat engine make noise, motherfucker~

America however, did not.

~Hey ma, if you could see me now

Arms spread wide on the starboard bow~

And it didn't help that England just kept going. "Come on! Stop bloody well singing that American shit and go home!"

~Gonna fly this boat to the moon somehow

Like Kevin Garnett, anything is possible~

"Hey! First, my music isn't shit. Second, look who's talking Mr."Wet Wet Wet!" At least my bands don't pick shitty names!" America was getting a little agitated. No one insults his music!

~Yeah, never thought I'd be on a boat It's a big blue watery road

Poseidon~!

Look at me, oh

Never thought I'd see the day

When a big boat comin my way

Believe me when I say, I fucked a mermaid~

"Oh, please. Everyone has there fair share of screw-ups. I'm just saying your share is a lot larger than most!" England spoke with a cocky air about him, Sealand's singing fading into the background.

~I'm on a boat

I'm on a boat

Everybody look at me cause I'm sailin on a boat~

Sealand frowned, seeing that England had stopped paying attention to him. A few nations still glanced at him in confusion, but most were focussed on the fight about to break out.

~I'm on a boat

I'm on a boat

Take a good hard look at the motherfuckin boat~

He just wanted to be recognised as his own bloody country! Not start an argument, get told to go home, and get ignored!

~Whoahhh

Sha-sha-shorty, shorty

Yeah yeah yeahhh~

The music stopped and the argument went on, much to Sealand's annoyance. "You stupid jerk England!" He yelled before throwing the wireless microphone at England's head. He ran out of the room with his boom-box, clearly annoyed, and failed to see that he hit his mark dead on. The effect of this was England's temper spiking as France laughed in his face. At this, most of the sensible countries left.

Denmark however, started a betting pool. Which unsurprisingly got quite a bit of bets placed. Some of the bets said England would win, some said France, but the rest said America would step in and get yelled at like the idiot he is.


Ya... So I'm not sure which request to fill first... Gaaaaahhhhh But thank you regardless of that fact... XD I'm so glad so many of you like this fic!