Let's sing! Pleeaasssee~!

Russia smiled, taking a snack off of Canada's tray.

"Spasibo Canada." He looked to America, wondering if he wanted some. Food was a good thing, after all.

When Russia finished, Alfred shamelessly clapped. It was worth coming to this thing just to hear that. When Russia came up to him, America sighed inwardly. He was locked into it now. "Heya, Russia!" He grinned. "I noticed! You sang that really nice, y'know!" He winked slightly. He understood every word, after all. One tended to learn new languages when in the military and working codes and spy networks.

He grabbed a couple snackoo's, too. Alfred would never turn down food, unless England was offering.

Denmark waved a hand at Tai, smiling. "Ja, I'm fine. Just... I'm fine. Don't worry." He chuckled and noticed Scotland was coming over. He waved.

"Eeeh, Skotland ~ Why don't you sing?"

By the end of the night, Scotland would sing at least one song.

Taiwan would have to agree to that. If she knew what Denmark was thinking. She shrugs. "Okay, then..." She turns her attention to Scotty. "Yeah, why don't you sing?"

Canada walked around with the tray..maybe he should have brought a butler outfit, for the heck of it...naaah.

Scotland's face darkened considerably, and he scowled. "I refuse to sing, Danmhairg," he snapped, "so no. And don't ye even start either, Taiwan! I will not sing!" Scotland turned his glare onto the black-haired girl, one eyebrow twitching in irritation. He had a bad feeling about this - he had never regretted going to something like he regretted coming to Taiwan's karaoke party...

Taiwan frowns. "It was just a suggestion. You don't have to." She had enough of his rage, and his slightly cross attitude. She refused to argue with him. Yet.

She grabs the mic and takes out a CD. "Well, since none of you want to sing, I will." She twirls the mic in one finger, waiting to see if she was wrong.