Requested by a friend. A Rebelious kids/teenagers fanfiction. Enjoy!~

Latvia stared at the peice of paper that sat right in front of him at the World Conference table. He slowly turned his head to the big creepy guy that was staring next to him.

"You open it, da?" the creepy guy asked.-Who was Russia, obviously.

Latvia looked at the front of the paper. He could recognize that handwriting from anywhere.

His best friend-Sealand.

He didn't really want to open it next to Russia.

Last time Sealand gave him a note and opened it next to Russia, he was talking about how stupid Russia is and how it's not fair that a fat person like him is able to be a country. Of course, Russia was not happy, and when he's not happy and Latvia has something to deal with the situation, Latvia always gets punished.

"OPEN IT." Russia commanded in a whisper.

Latvia whimpered and opened the note:

Latvia,

Come out to the hall immediatly!

Sealand.

"I can't leave my seat..." Latvia thought, "Russia gets angry when I'm sneaking off..." Latvia gulped.

"I-I-I'm going to use...The bathroom..." Latvia stuttered.

"Don't sneak off like last time." Russia smiled creepily. "You know what happened last time you didn't come back."

Latvia shuddered and stood up and walked quickly to the door.

He hesitated on turning the handle, but he did.

"W-What is it Sealand, I can't stay lon-OOMF!" A hand went over Latvia's mouth before he could finish.

"Shhh! I can't tell you right here. Too many enemies!" Sealand said and dragged Latvia away from the door.

"B-But Russia!-"

"Pfft. Who cares?" Sealand laughed.

"I DO. I fear for my poor, pathetic, short, life!" Latvia whimpered.

"Whatever. C'mon, let's get into the coat closet." Sealand really didn't care, he thought Latvia had a WAY better life then himself. I mean seriously, he's A COUNTRY. His life is perfection!-At least, that's what Sealand thought.

When they got into the dark coat closet Sealand pulled out a flashlight. Sealand took a deep breath, "Operation: Revenge on The Adults."

"Revenge a what? -MMPH!" Sealand once again covered Latvia's mouth.

"Shhh! Do you want the big ol' jerks to hear the operation plan?"

Latvia shook his head.

Sealand let go of Latvia, "Good." He then pulled out a big paper sheet. "I spent all night making this. A few crayons broke on me, but I was able to finish it."

"...What does this say?" Latvia squinted his eyes at a part of the paper.

"That says what we're gonna do to England." Sealand said proudly.

"But I don't hold a grudge towards England..."

"Yeah, well, I do. But we're gonna get everyone, even Russia!"

Latvia's life flashed. He saw his grave, and he saw the other two Baltics shaking their heads saying, "we warned him." Then Russia dragging them away.

"NO!" Latvia shoved the paper away from him. "I refuse to help you! You can go find...Find someone else!"

Sealand cocked his head. How could Latvia refuse such an amazing idea?

Sealand then smiled to himself.

"Fine... Then why don't you go find yourself a new best friend. Because, how long was it 'till you met me? 2000 years? Or more then that?" Sealand rolled up his paper and stuffed it into his backpack that was hanging up in the closet. "I have other friends, and I'm sure THEY would help me." He stood up, "And I'll make sure to use a red crayon, LIKE BLOOD, to scribble you in on attacking."

Latvia looked terrified. He didn't want to lose his best friend! "A-alright! I'll help you." Latvia felt like he sold his soul to the devil.(He did. He sold it to Sealand.)

Sealand turned around and smiled at Latvia. "My red crayon broke anyway, the closest color I had to red was pink, but you'd look so gay." Sealand sat down and unzipped his backpack. "I brought the supplies, but not all of them, because mama Finland hasn't paid me my allowance this week. Do you have any money?"

"No." Latvia looked jealously at Sealand, he has a mom and a dad! And all Latvia has is Russia and his creepy siblings, and the Baltics. But that's not family.

"Oh, I forgot. You don't need an allowance 'cause you're a country." Sealand sneered.

"Can you please quit it on the whole country thing?"

"I will not stop until I am finally a country." Sealand declared, "Anyway, back to our plans-"

"Can I help, Ve?"

Latvia and Sealand screamed and clung to eachother.

"Who...Who...Who said that?" Sealand asked.

A hand picked up the flashlight and pointed it to whoself.

"It's me, Italy!~"

Sealand snatched the flashlight. "What the heck? How long have you been in here? WHY are you in here?" Sealand demanded shining the flashlight at Italy in the face.

"Germany." Italy said. "He is very super-duper angry at me and wants to punish me, so I ran."

"W-What did you do to make Germany mad?" Latvia asked.

"I left the stove on, cleaned the fridge to get rid of all the nasty wurst, I didn't excersize, I left crumbs on the couch, I painted on the walls-"

Sealand blinked, "What didn't you do?"

"I-" Italy's eyes watered. "I didn't obey Germany..." He sniffled.

Sealand smiled. "You're in!"

Latvia turned quickly to Sealand, "He's what?"

Sealand pulled Latvia and turned both of them and began to whisper, "We need help. Two kids like us can't handle all this." Sealand then got a brain storm "I wonder if anyone else wants to help us!"

Latvia shook his head, "Sealand, no-"

"And if we have more people, your chances of getting in trouble is now... uh... 2%"

"But what about the 2%? Russia knows everything..."

"FINE! You won't get caught! I secret handshake on this!" Sealand said.

He thus spit onto his hand, Latvia slowly did the same, and they shook on it.

"That's gross." Italy said.

"Yup. We know." Sealand said proudly.

Sealand jumped up, "Let's go find other people who aren't elders of us help us out!"

Latvia stood up also. "Y-You know, I think this isn't going to be such a bad idea after all."

Sealand put his arm around Latvia. "It is my idea, after all."

Who do you think is going to join the little cult/mafia? :O

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