It was a normal day in the life of the nations.

No, that's too cliché and poorly worded.

It was an abnormal day, which automatically makes it a normal day.

So a normal day would be abnormal for us.

And today was so normal, something abnormal was bound to happen.

Understand?

Ahh, well. I can see you don't. Let me try again.

My name is Germany, and this is about the day the world was invaded. It was quiet, peaceful almost. There was a world meeting and surprisingly nobody argued. Strange enough.

But there is no such thing as a normal day, so the abnormal part was bound for after the meeting.

And, no, we were not invaded by each other, something came to invade us. This is, indeed, the story of an alien invasion.

And like everything, this story ends with Italy.

Along the way, you shall see:

1) Italy making a fool of himself.

2) America making a fool of himself.

3) That Sealand boy attempting to take on an alien race.

4) England fighting with France.

5) China beating on alien spacecraft with a wok.

6) My (possibly mental) older brother trying to enlist the aliens into an army to gain his country back.

7) Japan building robots.

8) Crying Italians.

9) Myself, attempting to keep the world from falling apart.

10) Pasta. (This was to be expected)

Listen, for this is an important story. It is the only day in my memory that all the nations were on one side…sort of.

So, this was not a normal day. I wish I had normal days.

But I suppose, as our days go, this is one of the more abnormal.

… No, I will never get a normal day.


This is not going to be a very long series. Probably only four to five chapters long.

Four to five chapters of complete CRACK!

There will a bit of fluff, and the story won't be depressing. I promise. This is not an angst fic about the end of the world. (Not that those aren't AWESOME)

There may be mild pairings, but you'll have to kinda squint and look for it.

This is my first attempt at crack… fun (:

-Lissa