After, once again, another mistake in a spell by England, caused by America, the G8 and China are sent into the Pokemon world. With all but Japan turned into Pokemon, the nations must find a way to reunite and return home. But, a greedy Pokemon hunter is after as many shiny Pokemon as he can, and some of our own nations are his targets... Rated T just in case.


"America, you bloody git! Quit playing your stupid game and concentrate!" England yelled, glaring at America, who was sitting back in his seat, playing on his new 3DSXL, which was blue, with an American Flag sticker on it. Glancing up at the shorter nation, he let out a small pout.

"It's not a 'stupid game' Iggy. It's Pokemon Sun. And I am concentrating, how else am I going to beat the Pokemon league and maybe beat Japan in a battle?" America huffed, turning back to his game. Japan, who had been sitting next to America, glanced over at the DS, before turning back to his own. He sighed in relief when he saw that his team was still overpowered, at least compared to the American's.

England groaned, facepalming. "One, don't call me 'Iggy', and two, we are in the middle of a meeting! I'm sure that your game can wait."

America rolled his eyes, temporarily closing his DS. "Dude, Japan is even playing his game, and his team is already way over the top!"

England huffed, before an idea came to mind. No, now is not the time. Especially during a meeting. "Japan is not a superpower, AND he at least is getting his responsibilities done."

America shook his head, making faces as England spoke. "Whatever, old man. I'mma do what I want."

England flinched at the use of English, but sat down anyways. "I believe we've been here for long enough this morning. Lunch, anyone?"

The other nations quickly agreed, each getting up to head their own ways for lunch. Japan gave a small nod to America, who smiled back, waving as he left, his DS out and open once more.


"Come on. Grow a level. No, no don't hail! Dammit." America mumbled under his breath, reaching over to his lunch to grab another bite of his burger, his attention still focused on the game. I'm so close to the Elite Four, but yet so far! If only that Bewear wasn't so tough, I'd totally- wait! The psychium z! Where is it? Quickly pulling out his phone, America pulled up google, instantly searching for it. "Well that's helpful..." Sighing, he closed his DS, deciding to go on YouTube and search for it later.

Just as he was putting his phone away, however, his ringtone went off. "Oh come on!" Waiting just a brief moment, he answered. "Hello? The Hero here!"

A sigh. "Bloody Hell, America. For once, can you please take things seriously?" England replied.

America laughed it off, taking a look at the time. He still had five minutes. And the building was.. Two minutes away. He's good. "What? I'm not late or anything. Can I say the same about you?"

"YOU WERE THE ONE LATE THIS MORNING!" England yelled back, America smirking in reply.

"I told ya I had something going on earlier. But I made it, didn't I?" I shouldn't even need to explain myself to him. Well.. Maybe I could drop by his place after the meeting and annoy him just to get back at him. He could hear England groaning at the other end, causing a smile to come across his face. Glad I'm annoying him now!

"Fine. Just be on time coming back from lunch. I hope you're on your way now." And with that, England ended the call, not even a word for goodbye.

"Gee. How gentlemanly." America said sarcastically, before wrapping up quickly and heading back to the building. He was on time. He got back to the meeting a minute early!


"Bloody America. Always trying to get away with being irresponsible, he's a bloody superpower for Christ's sake! Gah, but he's still young, and even I was like that in my prime," England ranted to himself, walking down to his basement in his black cloak that he used for black magic. He shook his head. "That doesn't matter. I've passed that age long ago and he should have shaped up already. Well this will certainly fix him!" England smirked, opening up a spell book, chanting out the words, at first quietly, but quickly growing in strength as he went on.

CRASH!

Groaning at the sudden interruption, England sighed, before continuing. Nothing can stop this process. If I mess up then bloody knows what'll happen. Finally, he was at the last line of the spell, an evil smirk written on his face, about to do it-

"Yo Iggy! Wanna hang out with the rest of the G8 and China? Japan said he's paying!"

And a light blinded the room in white, knocking him unconscious.


What? America groaned as he tried to get up, before taking a look around him. Trees surrounded him on all sides, before he noticed he was on a branch himself. He gaped in disbelief for a moment, the last thing he remembered was heading down to England's basement, wanting to help get him out of his hole and maybe hang out and tease him a little bit, but there was a sudden light and-

"IGGY!" America called out, up in the air before he realized what was happening. Looking around quickly, he realized he had shot up above the trees, nothing to keep him grounded, and-

I have a blue tail. Wtf.


A/N- So, I just started writing on . Please forgive my weird updates, I'm still not used to this site. Also, I'll try to do this often, but when I have to write out an entire chapter all at once, it's going to be hard. Thank you for your patience. Blizzard the White Cat approves this message lol