AxisXReader: I'm Not Hyper, I'm Happy!

A/N: I am not doing accents on this... I am feeling to lazy today, besides you guys know them anyway... Use your imagination. Also, there is some cussing in this, but not so much to make a sailor blush in shame. Don't like, don't read.

    "____, calm down! Why don't you have this much energy when you train?!" I look up at the angry German stick out my tongue.
    "Because I don't like training unless you are shirtless~ hehehe..." The mere thought would normally stay in my head, but oh well. Today is a good day to mess with people and be alive!
    I pick up my can of Rock-star and take the last mouthful. The taste of chemicals is there for a moment but when it is gone, I get up and start messing with the bass system in the living room.
My playlist picks up on the last song I was listening to:
It's just one thing that's killing me
How you fit that in them jeans?

You know what to do with that big fat butt

Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle (I start twerking)
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle
Wiggle, wiggle wiggle
Just a little bit

    I look up at Germany and he is blushing. I don't think I have seen him that color before. "What?"
    "What were you just doing?"
    "Twerking... ever heard of it?"
    "No..." before he could say anymore, my song came on. The song... the one that even Prussia knows, and he is here...
    "Turn it up!" I do...
    I start dancing to it for a bit with Prussia and Italy who just joined with us. Then the part that I like so much came up.
I heard that you were talking shit
And you didn't think that I would hear it
People hear you talking like that, getting everybody fired up
So I'm ready to attack, gonna lead the pack
Gonna get a touchdown, gonna take you out
That's right, put your pom-poms down, getting everybody fired up

    "Change that song!" I look over at Germany...
    "Must I really?"
    "Ja, must she?" Prussia and I look at Germany and try to pout, make him feel guilty. It doesn't work.
    "Alright, fine Mr. Grumpy-gills." I look at my playlist and find the most perfect song to describe my mood of the day. I set it up and hit play.

    It might seem crazy what I'm about to say
Sunshine she's here, you can take a break
I'm a hot air balloon that could go to space
With the air, like I don't care baby by the way
    The music stops... but Italy, Prussia, and I start singing the chorus. "Cause I'm happy~ Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof! Because I'm happy~ Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth!"
Something stops me abruptly. I feel soft lips crush mine and the taste of beer fills my mouth. I open my eyes to find Germany kissing me. What. The. Actual. Fuck?
"Why are you so hyper today?" He finally asks after he releases me.
"I am not hyper. I am simply happy!"