Meanwhile, in the Allies' Conference Room, the Allies were having a debate.
"Yeah right, man. A weirdo attacked you and France when you guys were ambushing Italy and Germany. Not believable, man," America said while leaning back in his chair as China and Russia nodded their heads in agreement.
Britain's face expressed shock.
"What! You don't believe me? Why not?" Britain yelled.
"Your story is just crazy, duh!"
"Why you bloody git! I always knew after your revolution that you were going to be an ass!"
"Hey, calm down, da. I have a question for you, Britain," Russia said. Britain quit glaring at America and focused his eyes calmly on Russia.
"Yes, what is it?" Britain said quickly.
"Where is France?" Russia asked casually while pointing at France's empty chair, "Usually you know where he is so you should know now. You were also the same one who saw him last, da."
"He's at one of his salons trying to fix his hair because a bullet went through it. He wants to bloody fix it that way it might still look good," Britain answered with a beet red face. The others fell silent and China rose.
"I'll go attack those Axis idiots and see what happens," China stated and walked to the door.
"Be careful," Russia said quickly while rising as China walked out the door. China looked at him for a few seconds, fixed his armband, and finished walking out of the room.
"Meeting over," China said while walking out of the door, then slamming the door after he exited.
The other countries were just silent.