When I could feel my body again, I felt someone shaking me gently. "America? I swear on my tea that if you are shaking me, I will ban you from burgers… and the DVDs in my room. Git." I muttered, still using my insanely-good British accent and opening my eyes. The person who was shaking me was, actually, not my sister. Blond hair, green eyes, and the wonkiest looking eyebrows I have ever seen.
"Bloody heck, I'm not that burger-eating wanker!" he sounded enraged. And he had a British accent too. Oh crud. I was looking into the face of the one and only England. Man, was he cuter in person. I glanced around, seeing that my friends and sister were in the same awkward, yet awesome, position. They all glared at me.
"BRITAIN! IT'S YOUR FAULT FOR GETTING US HERE! GET US HOME NOW!" They all screamed at once. England and I looked at them with complete synchronicity.
"WELL IT'S NOT MY FAULT!" We screamed in unison. We looked at eachother.
"Head count. China?" I asked, getting a response from both my friend and the nation. "America the git?" I smiled evilly.
"HEY!" my sister and the nation screamed. Both England and I snickered.
"Russia?" I received a 'Da.' from both my friend and the nation. "Japan?" I received a 'Mnyep' from my friend and a 'Hai' from the nation. "Canada?" I heard the nation Canada whisper 'She knows who I am'. Cutie. Also a 'Yep'. "France?" I got a 'Yeah' and an 'Ohonhonhonhonhon'.
"Why the bloody heck did you think I was America?" England asked angrily. I sighed.
"Sorry 'bout that. My eyes weren't focused at the time." I replied, sitting up. Then realization hit me. My spell-book wasn't in my hands, though it was when I was sucked into the light. "Who took it?" I screamed, jumping to my feet.
"Who took what?" All of the nations asked curiously. I growled. It must have been one of my friends, except my France and Canada, because it goes against their religion.
"My spell-book! Whoever took it: Give. It. Back. Right. Now." I growled, causing my sis America to step back ever-so-slightly. Then she full-on sprinted away. "GET BACK HERE! NO ONE TOUCHES MY STUFF AND GETS AWAY WITH IT!" I screamed, chasing after her. I tackled her and stole my spell-book back. Then I heard my China squeal. I could tell what that meant. Germany and Italy were here, weren't they?
"Vhat ist going on here?" Germany asked in that overpowering way of his. My China ran and hugged Italy. I was going to give Germany a half-truth or a confusing version of the truth, when I felt really dizzy.
"Are you alright? You look a tad off." England asked me. I couldn't speak. The world swayed, the last thing I saw was England's worried face before I collapsed.