A/N: This is co-written by one of my friends whilst looking through my faves on DeviantArt, hopefully it won't take too long to update...I hope. Sorry about any grammar or spelling mistakes, its 1:16am according to my clock and my brain doesn't like grammar or spelling when it's at a normal hour haha.
Prologue
It was an average day, in our average lives, in our average world, well…sort of.
"Oi West! Give me back my damn beer!" Prussia yelled from his position atop the conference room table, pointing his finger accusingly at his younger brother.
"Bruder, you can't drink beer at a world meeting," sighed in exasperation at the antics of his older brother, "And besides, what are you even doing here anyway? I thought you were banned from the meetings after the trouble you caused last year."
"Kesesese, I'm too awesome for anyone to stop me coming to these stu-"
"We brought him! ~" Spain chirped happily, gesturing to himself and France, interrupting his Prussian friend, who was glaring at Antonio for interrupting him.
"Ve~ Ludwig, give Gilbert his beer back, don't be so mean!" Italy fretted, waving his arms frantically, almost like he was doing an impression of Gilbird."Yeah, Ludwig give him back his beer," Spain said cheerily, oblivious to the chaos Prussia would cause if he got said beer back.
"Nein! Don't encourage him Feliciano and Ant-" Suddenly, the conference room shook violently, as if there was an earthquake, cutting Germany off from scolding the two countries. There was a cacophony of noise as the countries screamed, yelled, swore and the lone voice of America yelling "That's totally badass!" as a gigantic crack proceeded to rip through the conference room, and a sinister blackish purple mist seeped out, filling the room to table height. Only Prussia remained untouched by the mist. The ground had finally stopped shaking.
Before anyone could get their bearings, the floor around the conference table opened and swallowed everyone, except Prussia, leaving only Prussia in the conference room.