'The lands of this world are vast and flavourful, much like monster guts ya' know. Anway I'm Wyveria and this is my blunt perspective and understanding of all the stuff that's happened to me for a long time. Oh, and by the way, never trust America. He really can cheat you out of recognition'. Wyveria sighed after speaking.

- Intro scene -

The landscape is lush and full of life, wild forests and vast flowing rivers part the greenery. A teenage-looking male rests against a post, his bed head flicking in all directions. He seems completely fine and to be waiting for someone. This is Wyveria, a newer nation and a self proclaimed "Legend of the Hunt". He is treated as Japan and England's younger brother, as such he has another relative to worry about.

Heavy breathing sounds as America struggles to meet up with Wyveria, although he'd ran the same path his diet had really let him down. His usual flick in his hair now hung down, stuck to his sweaty face, "Dude I really don't get how you can keep going all the time. Chicks must digg it."

Wyveria looked slightly hurt by this remark, "America... My Bedroom endeavours are none of your concern."

The cheery and exhausted yank went for a reply instantly, "Bro, you sound so much like England that it hurts me." He rested a hand behind his head and let out a laugh at the unamused Wyveria who retorted "And Dude, you are a total wanker."

America's cheery mood broke, "I'm wha'!? You are really like England. When I go back I'm telling him!" The conversation paused as anothers footsteps sounded, a taller fully mature Nation walked toward the duo. He wore formal clothing, his eyes as green as the foliage. His hair seemed to be a tamer version of Wyveria's. England had joined the stage.

"Would you two stop bloody fighting, it's all you seem to do! You're brothers and that's what matters, treat each other politely and like regular gentlemen!", clearly England was stressing.

The teenagers both stopped; Wyveria sighed and looked appologetic, America however kept a bright face and grinned cheesily. "Since I'm gonna be the hero I don't need to appologise-", England clouted America for that comment.

America rubbed his head for a moment, suprised he'd been hit, "Why do you get so protective over Wyveria all the time but never me? It's so not fair man!" Wyveria smirked at this and replied, "Maybe it's because I go along with his customs and accept women as people, not sex toys. I think that chivalry is marvelous and putting it all out to win a woman's trust is better than just waving your junk about."

America dived at Wyveria shouting "I'm the proper nation and will go down in history books bitch!" and the duo break out into a 'chibi-dust-cloud-of-fury'. England simply sighed and said, "Why guys, why?"