At last, the final installment in the trilogy!

This story is the third tale in the Unusual Occurrence trilogy. If you haven't read the other two stories, please do so before reading this one.

Story one: An Unusual Occurrence /s/8008587/1/An-Unusual-Occurence

Story two: Another Unusual Occurrence /s/8765555/1/Another-Unusual-Occurrence

And now that you've done that, let's begin, shall we?

Oh, yeah: same pairings as last two stories, and the One Piece part takes place between Water 7 and Thriller Bark.

As soon as the meeting was finished, America slammed his hands down on the table, causing everyone there to look up in surprise. "Hey, everyone!" he called out loudly and cheerfully. "Anyone want to come over to my place for an after-meeting party and sleepover? It'll be totally awesome!"

More than half of the nations immediately stood up and left. America looked hopefully around at the remaining ones, which included South Korea, England, France, Italy, Romano, Spain, Canada, and Japan (who was discreetly packing up).

South Korea jumped up and yelled "Yeah, dude! It'll be totally awesome!" he and America air-fived from across the table.

England sighed as if annoyed. "I suppose so, seeing as I didn't have any plans for tonight."

France winked at England. "Now see what you've done, angleterre! Since you're going, I have to go as well!"

England scowled at France, but didn't take back his agreement.

Italy smiled. "Veee… that sounds like fun~!"

Romano groaned. "Great, now I have to go to protect you from the wine bastard's advances."

"Aw, don't be mean to big brother France, fratello!"

"I'm going if you're going, Roma!" Spain smiled at him.

Canada spoke up quietly. "Sure, Al, I'll go. I haven't really been out in a while."

"Japan?" America turned towards the last nation, who had finished packing up and was trying to ninja away. He froze at America's voice and turned slowly towards him.

"H-Hai, America-kun?"

"Pleeeease can you come?" he made puppy-dog eyes at the older nation. Japan tried to avoid them, but couldn't help looking. He softened a bit.

"I… I suppose so…"

"Woo-hoo!" America spun out of his chair and fell over. Picking himself up, he skipped out of the room like a small child, calling behind his shoulder "Party starts in an hour or two! There'll be alcohol for everyone!"

"At least that makes it worth going," muttered England, straightening the papers in front of him.

"Excuse me for asking, but if you didn't think there was a reason worth going in the first place," said Japan, "then why did you agree, England-san?"

"…no reason."

Everyone showed up about two hours later. They came into America's house, where he greeted them and eagerly invited them to the basement. The place had been set up with food and water jugs covering about three entire tables, a mini-fridge (which presumably held the alcohol), and a speaker system with a place to plug in either an MP3 player or a laptop.

For the next couple of hours, the nations milled around, talked, and ate lightly (saving room for dinner). Around six o'clock, America grabbed a phone and took requests for pizza. A half-hour later, the pizza arrived – large pepperoni for America, medium olive and pepper for England and France to share, small dried seaweed for South Korea, large sausage for the Italies and Spain, small cheese for Canada, and small cheese for Japan.

While they ate their pizza, France smiled and said "Oh, do you know what this reminds me of?"

"Hm? What?" America swallowed half a slice. "Hey! Did you have pizza without me?"

"Yes, but that's not the point. Japan, do you remember the sausage pizza?"

"Hai. I'm still rather surprised that Luffy-san managed to finish off the entire thing."

"Wait, wait, time out," said England, staring at them. "Are you saying that Luffy ate an entire pizza while in my body?"

"Su-sumimasen. We would have asked for your permission first, but seeing as how we could not get a hold of you—"

"No, it's all right… incidentally, what kind of pizza was it?"

"It was sausage."

"And he doesn't mean a sausage topping," said France, grinning. "We had the cheese replaced with sausage, so the entire pizza ended up being bread, sauce, and sausage."

"You're joking!"

"No, I'm afraid that I'm quite serious."

"Wait… what?" Canada tilted his head. "In England's body? What do you mean by that, papa?"

France grinned. "Oh, it's really quite funny. Do you know the manga One Piece?"

Canada thought. "Eh… I think I've heard of it… but I don't really know it…"

"Basically, it's about pirates." Japan opened his mouth, about to state how much more One Piece was really about, but France didn't notice and continued talking. "Anyhow, long story short, angleterre here switched bodies (after messing up something with his magic) with a boy named Luffy, who is from that manga. Apparently he was the captain of the ship… he was quite amusing, though he could be irritating at times. He broke angleterre's television to try and free the people inside."

America snickered. "So that's why Iggy's T.V. was broken. Not that I don't believe that you guys were playing a joke on me."

"Okay, so…" South Korea swallowed the food in his mouth to speak properly. "Arthur, you switched bodies with a kid from a J-manga?"

"Yes."

"Wow! What was it like over there?"

"Well, it was… different. That manga takes place in a fantasy world, so there were different elements… such as something called a Transponder Snail, which is apparently like a telephone… not only that, but I was almost caught by a Marine official once. I was in a bookstore and he startled me." He frowned. "Come to think of it, I don't think I ever paid for the book… oh, also, Luffy is made of rubber."

"Rubber?" Spain laughed. "So he stretches?"

"Yes."

"Like, every part of his body?" America snickered. "Even his—"

"I assume so," broke in England. "There's something that they have called a 'Devil Fruit'… if you eat one, you get a power, but you can't swim for the rest of your life."

"Hm… I guess I wouldn't mind doing that…" reflected Canada. America grinned.

"Me too, Mattie! Hell, I'd just have to stay away from water!"

"The problem with that in that world was that they are pirates. They're constantly surrounded by water."

"Oh yeah," said America, finishing off his pizza (everyone else was about halfway through their own). "When you guys did that again, that Sanji guy said that their world is made up of pretty much all islands, and one big mountain that cuts the world in half."

"Pardon?" said Japan. "What about Sanji-san?"

"Oh, that's right, you weren't there," said England, turning towards him. "Recently, Sealand messed around with my spell books and accidentally switched Sanji and France. They're actually very similar in personality and looks, come to think of it."

"Ah," said France with a satisfied tone. "So that's why no one seemed suspicious when I acted like myself instead of trying to act out someone I didn't know."

"What're they like?" asked Romano, curious despite his efforts to stay indifferent.

"Well," began England, "first off, the captain Luffy is pretty hyper. He's always hungry, and like I said, he's made of rubber, which I imagine comes in handy in a fight. Also, he has a straw hat that he wears all the time, which was a gift from a friend of his."

"That green-haired man… Zoro? Yes, I think his name was Zoro," said France, "he's kind of grumpy. He keeps three swords at his waist for some reason… though I can't imagine why anyone would need three swords. Plus, he's gay."

America snorted into his water.

"What? I can tell these things. Though he seemed… angry, to say the least, when I revealed what I knew. Angry enough to punch me in the face, anyhow."

England laughed. "Serves you right… also, I believe that Zoro is the first mate. Moving on… the navigator, Nami, she's—"

"Nami is a girl who was raised in Cocoyashi Village. When she was young, the Arlong Pirates walked in and declared the island under their control as part of the 'Arlong Empire'. Everyone had to pay a tribute – 100,000 Berries per adult and 50,000 berries per child. Nami's adoptive mother, Bellmere, only had 100,000 Berries left, after using money to make a delicious meal for Nami and Nojiko (Nami's sister). Bellmere used the 100,000 to pay for Nami and Nojiko, sacrificing her life for them. Nami made a deal with the Arlong, the leader of the pirates. The deal was that she would work as a navigator for them, drawing maps and such, and if she managed to collect 100,000,000 Berries, she would pay the money to Arlong and then free her village. For years, she did this, collecting money and stashing it away in her late stepmother's tangerine orchard. And then she met the Strawhat Pirates. Like with others, she originally agreed to join them in order to eventually take their money and add it to her collection. But these pirates were different. She was happy with them. So when she ended up taking the boat and money, they came after her. They found out her past and also that Arlong never intended to keep his promise. So they beat up the pirates, freeing her village. She came with them as their navigator after a three-day celebration. Not too long after all of them entered the Grand Line, they all decided to help deliver the princess of Alabasta back home. Nami was very supportive of the princess Vivi, and even completed the job without the 1,000,000,000 Berries she originally wanted for completing the task. On Skypiea, an island floating in the sky, she learned how to ride a waver, which is a kind of motorbike without wheels on water. She was also very brave while fighting the god Enel. Oh, and she also stole a lot of gold things before leaving. In Enies Lobby, she pick-pocketed a key to save one of her crewmates, and defeated a woman who could make everything around her too slippery to grip. She can have some issues with anger management… but other than that, she's very sweet and pretty…"

A long silence followed this summary. Then England spoke. "How in the seven hells do you know all of that?"

"I looked up information on the young man that I switched with after coming back, as well as the two lovely ladies."

"Just those three?"

"Yes."

"…ooookay." England shrugged. "Moving on… Usopp is the sniper of the group. He tends to run away from battle, but can be very brave. His nose is unusually long, too."

"Sanji is—" France started to say, but England cut him off.

"Just imagine France with shorter hair and a curly eyebrow and you've got Sanji."

Spain laughed. "Japan, did the artist base the character off of our dear friend here?"

"I don't believe so… but perhaps he was based off of a stereotype of Frenchmen. And… the next crewman is Tony Tony Chopper. He is a reindeer, and the ship doctor. Because he ate the Human-Human devil fruit, he has the ability to speak and stand on his hind legs, as well as change to a humanoid form. If you praise him, he'll often say something along the lines of 'Your praise doesn't make me happy', but he'll look very happy and dance while saying so."

England beat France to the next one. "Robin is the seventh crewmember. She's the historian and a pretty damn good fighter. She ate the Bloom-Bloom fruit, and so is able to make limbs sprout from anywhere visible. She has an aura of mystery about her, as well."

"You may not have read this chapter yet, England-san, but there is one more crewmember that very recently joined. His name is Franky, and he is a cyborg and a pervert."

"A pervert?"

"Yes – he insists on walking around in nothing but an open aloha shirt and a Speedo."

"…"

America laughed. "Hey, that doesn't sound too bad! And those guys sound real fun, too!" He looked around. "Oh, hey, is everyone done with their pizza?"

The answer was yes. America piled the remaining slices into a box and shoved it in the fridge, taking out the alcohol. He grinned. "Time to get drunk!"

It turned out that by alcohol for everyone, America had chosen country-specific alcohol: sake for Japan, beer for Canada, sweet wine for the Italies, sangria for Spain, champagne for France, ale for England, sujo for South Korea, and whiskey for himself. There was more than enough there, and America soon got out many glasses and a few bottle-openers.

An hour and a half later, just about everyone had gotten drunk, including Japan and Korea. Although the most of the countries could take their own alcohol well enough, they couldn't take others as well – and everyone there had tried alcohol that was originally for a different nation, like Spain sampling the whiskey, and South Korea tasting the champagne (the bubbles had gone up his nose at first). England was on his feet, swaying and grinning (he'd passed the 'sad and angry' stage of his drunkenness and reached the 'happy and babbling' stage); France, Italy, Romano, and Spain were singing in Latin; Canada and America were running at each other and bumping chests and sometimes their heads; and South Korea and Japan had switched roles (Japan was doing to South Korea what the latter normally did, or tried to do, to him and China). All were laughing happily (including the singing countries).

"A-And you know what, 'murica," England mumbled, shakily pouring himself some whiskey, "I love you, dude, you hic know?"

"Haha, yeah, I love you too, man~!" America was stumbling off from another chest bump.

"No, mate, seri hic ously," he staggered towards America and threw an arm around him. "I love you. Like, love love love you."

"Ahahaha! Yeah, I love you too!" America threw an arm around England's shoulders and grinned as well.

"Y-You wanna hic snog?"

"If that means kiss, sure~!"

They leaned in towards each other, but before their lips touched, England fell to the ground and started snoring. America looked down at him.

"Uh… k…" he turned back to Canada, who was running at him without warning and tackling him to the ground.

"Ah… e-excuse me, America-kun…"America glanced at Japan, who was holding his mouth and stomach. "Where is the…"

"Out the door, first one down the hall on the right," said America shakily, grinning. Japan nodded and rushed out, coming back a minute later looking slightly more sober (apparently he had washed his face as well).

"Pardon me, but I am ready to sleep. May I ask where I can do so?"

America stumbled towards him and pointed at a corner. "Sleepin' bags over there, dude. Pick whatever."

Japan quietly chose the sleeping bag with the Hulk on it and laid himself out to sleep.

About another hour later, everyone had grabbed a sleeping bag and fallen asleep, worn out from being drunk. Italy and Romano shared the sleeping bag with Batman; Spain chose the one with Spiderman; France grabbed the Wonder Woman one, much to South Korea's protests, who ended up getting the Superman one; Canada took the one with Wolverine; and America naturally got the sleeping bag with Captain America on it.

Yes, everything was peaceful… that is, until morning arrived.

Mein gott, I think this is the longest chapter I've ever written for a story.

And yes, 'ninja' is now a verb.