Antarctica stared back at America. America then suddenly stopped at his face was turning a little red. Canada looked at his brother and said, "America, maybe we should heading out. You said you would play hockey with today." America got a little surprised and replied, "uh... yeah! Of course dude!" He looked at Antarctica and asked her if she wanted to go. She replied, "I don't know how to play... but I'll watch. Is anyone else going?"

America paused and was about to speak when Canada interrupted him, "yeah, England and France are coming. As back up."

"Okay!," cheerfully said Antarctica.

America nodded and headed out, with Antarctica and Canada close behind.

They had finally arrived at Canada's ice rink. England and France were already there. America the yelled, "yo, Britain! France! Were here!"

They both covered their ears, America's yell had echoed through the rink.

"Sorry dudes!" he exclaimed.

England just shook his head and went over to Canada.

"Canada," he started, "why is Antarctica here? Is she playing as well?"

"No," stated Canada, "she's just here to watch."

England looked at Antarctica. Antarctica then asked him, "why are you staring at me? Everybody seems to be staring at me. Did I... do something?"

"What?! N-no!" exclaimed England, "It's just that... well..."

"Well what?"

"Never mind." England quickly turned his head away from her, since he was starting to blush.

"Ohonhon!" smirked France, "does England have a little crush?"

"N-no!" England said, his face was beet red now, "I-I just... uhhh..."

"Oh England, It is alright!" said France, "I don't blame you, she quite the pretty one!"

England couldn't get anymore redder, and was starting to have butterflies in his stomach. "I didn't say that!"

"Oh, so she is not?"

"N-no! It's not that!"

"Then what? You seem to be hiding some sort of secret, no?

"I-I... uh... shut up you frog! This is none of your business!"

Antarctica just stared at them, fighting. She then asked, "Is this what hockey is?"

"No," said Canada, "we should be playing by now."

"Can you stop them then?" she asked gently, "they're starting to scare me!"

England had immediately stopped when he heard her say that, although France was still annoyed with him.

"Canada's right," said England, "we should be playing, not fighting."

They all started to get together and Antarctica just over to the bleachers to watch. It was England and Canada against America and France. They dropped the puck in the middle and started to play. England had got the puck first and was skating over to his goal. England shot the puck with the hockey stick and it went straight in, France couldn't catch it in time.

"Ha!" said England, "guess I'm not that bad after all!"

"Well, duh," said America, "you're only doing good cause you have Canada on your side."

England just growled a little and went to middle of the rink. The puck then was flying into the rink again. This time America got it first while England was trying to get it from him. America shot it but Canada caught it.

"Dammit!" said America, a bit frustrated. The game went on England got a hold of the puck and racing to his goal. He shot it but it missed the goal and bounced off the wall behind the goal. It then flew right into the bleachers, where Antarctica was. But before she could do anything to block it, it smashed right into her head. The second it hit, she fell onto the ground. Bleeding heavily. England was the first to go rushing to her. He stood over her in shock. He couldn't say anything. He didn't know what to do. And all he thought of was, "what have I done?!

End of 2nd chapter. Hope you liked! Reviews would be very nice! Thank you for reading!