Chapter Two: Who cares?

"THE STATUE OF LIBERTY TURNED INTO SOME UGLY CHICK!" America revealed.

His two companions were silent for a moment. Then came out a faded, "Uh…" from Japan.

"That's it?" England asked, as if he couldn't believe it. "That's what you're cowering behind this bush about?"

America nodded his head and went back to cowering. "But that's not all," he said.

"What else could be there?" England asked.

"Do you have any idea who did this, Mr. America?" Japan asked at the same time as England.

America nodded again. "Yeah, it was Canada and Cuba!"

Japan looked at America's now wrecked house. "Why would they do this to you?"

"Come to think of it, you've been taking all sorts of heat from them these days, haven't you, America?" England said. He didn't think that Canada would resort to something so childish and mean. No one would ever think that.

As for Cuba, it was a little expected after he hit Canada so many times.

"I take it they are also the ones who trashed your house and moved in?" Japan said, glancing from America's house to America.

"Yeah! Who knows what they could be doing in there?" America cried.

England sighed and said, "Don't you think you should do something about them instead of staying there?"

America refused to move, so England started by placing his hand on the gate of America's house, only to get painfully shocked by electricity.

"That's why I can't do anything. They have the house guarded pretty well," America explained.

"Well, we have to do something," England said, shaking his hand to ease pain. "Let's get out of here and ask help from the others."

"But…my house!" America cried as he was dragged to England's vehicle with Japan.

As England drove with Japan and America to the Headquarters, he thought of who could be reliable enough to seek help from. France is probably in the hospital recuperating from that German punch, he said to himself. China and Russia are who knows where! Germany could help, but that would be so embarrassing. I've never needed his help before. Maybe we could just do this by ourselves.

And just like that, he was out of ideas.

"Who could we ask for help?" Japan, who was at the front seat, asked.

"I've sort of been trying to figure that out myself," England admitted. "I can't think of anyone at all."

"What about Germany?"

England presses the brake, which causes them to move forward.

"Hey, drive carefully, England!" America exclaimed, adjusting his glasses.

"Shut up!" England ordered him. "Is he the only one you can think of, Japan?"

Japan shrugged. "He's definitely better than Italy. How about Mr. Russia?"

"I have no idea where he is now," England replied, continuing forward.

America placed his arms on the head rest of England and Japan's seats and propped his head on his elbows. "Russia's probably at his house having China cook for him. What about France?"

"I heard he…had some sort of an accident," England said. "But it's not a total loss. He probably wouldn't have done much to help anyway."

"True," America agreed.

England pulled over once they reached the Allies HQ. They all went to the conference room to find Russia, China and France playing a board game.

"Why do I always lose a turn?" France asked in rage, holding an ice pack to his eye.

England was laughing at France on the inside, but he couldn't get it outside. The matters were too serious. "Hey, we have a problem," he said, getting right down to business.

"America's house has been invaded by the Canadian and Cuban army," he continued. "We need to get them out."

"Cuba and Canada took over America's house?" Russia asked.

England did not waste time answering that question.

"You guys gotta help us get them out!" America squealed. "I want them out of my house."

"How are we supposed to get them out, aru?" China asked, rolling the dice. "Ooh, another six, aru! I'm winning!" He moved his token six spaces forward until he realized that everyone was staring at him. He gave an embarrassed laugh. "Hahaha…so how do we get them out, aru?"

"That's what we've been trying to figure out," England said, shooting China a warning look. "Any ideas, Allies and Japan?"

They thought for thirty minutes, but nothing good came into their heads. America had enough of it.

"Bah! Can't we just call Germany? He's the smartest of us all here and him not being here is getting us nowhere. I'm calling him NOW," he said, dialing the phone.

No one even thought of stopping him.