Yo, brosephs! So, dudes, whatdaya think, huh? I mean, yeah, it's weird and different, but guy, this is what fanfiction IS. Fictions of le fans. -w- HA! Dudes, serious mode now: My friend Marissa's (we're gunna be picking her up in this chapter) cat Butters just died. She's DEVASTATED. TT^TT She's a fantastical cat lover, but not, like, a crazy cat lady kinda cat lover. She's uber cool and stuff, and you'll be learning about her soon! So, if you, like, believe in God or Jesus or whatev'z, pray for her cat (not for her, though, 'cause she's Atheist. And I'm Buddhist) but if not, then join the club! And just give a moment of silence for Butters: A kicktits cat.

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Chapter Three

Lets just say Sam was very happy that they took the van and not the 2005 Ford Escape. America, Canada, and Britain piled onto the first back seat. Canada still clung to America, whom of which was sitting in the middle. Britain sat on the left, as far away from America as possible, and marveled at the fact that the steering wheel was on the left side, and not on the right like in England.

Kiera shut the sliding door and opened her own, getting in the drivers seat and waving Samantha in impatiently. "C'mon, Sam! We've got to get Marissa!"

Sam threw the bag of ice cream in the back with the boys and ran to her door. She opened it quickly and jumped inside, She turned to face America. "And don't you even dare eat any of the ice cream!" she warned. "You'll get some later."

America eyes widened. He leaned to Britain. "Dude, she can totally read mind!"

Britain rolled his eyes. "With you, Alfred, your future actions can be foretold by an infant."

"Hey! I love ice cream, and if it's obvious, then I've done my job!"

"And how much income does this 'job' of yours bring in?" Britain snibbed.

"H-hey, you two! N-no fighting, eh?" Canada studdered.

"Ha-Ha! No! Keep arguing. It's hilarious!" Kiera encouraged.

Sam slapped her arm. "Kiera, that is the exact reason they're here in the first place."

"Oh, right," she replied "Heh, maybe that's why they were sent here."

Sam looked at Kiera curiously. "What do you mean?"

Kiera shook her head. "Never mind. Just a thought." The Putnam Elementary School came into view. It was a fairly large school, and, strangely enough, had bright blue roof shingles.

"Okay, so Marissa's house is on this street, right?" Kiera pointed to the street on the left.

As Kiera turned onto the road, Britain watched the school disappear behind the trees.

Once it was out of sight, he sat back into his seat and looked at America. "Alfred, why is everything so brightly colored in your country?"

America laughed. "Ha-ha~! That isn't bright, Arthur. You should see my car!"

"We're here!" Kiera announced as she pulled onto the houses driveway.

America turned his head to the side and looked at the home. "That's her house?" He asks, "It's so small!"

"Hush, Alfred," Sam shushes. "You are an entire nation, so it would seem small to you."

Kiera laughs, "Okay, so are we going to go in or-" The front door of the house opens and light spills onto the dark lawn. A girl with blond hair and a My Chemical Romance shirt walks up to the van.

"Hey guys!" she says when she looked into Kiera's open window. "What took you guys so long? I was about to give up on you!"

Well, Um..." Sam began. "We had to get ice cream and-"

"Ice cream?!" Marissa shouts. "Okay. All is forgiven."

"Would you let the poor lady finish?" Kiera scolds playfully. "There's more to the story." She shakes her head at the fact Marissa hasn't noticed the three men in the back yet.

"Yes, Well, we sort of ran into a small problem." Sam finishes.

"Problem?" Marissa asks dumbly.

Kiera face palms. "Ugh, get in the back Marissa."

"Well Okay! I was just asking, jeez!" She circles the van and places a hand on the door. But within the van, a small whimper can be heard. Marissa stops, 'What the fuck was that?'

She opens the door quickly and Canada gasps, shaking from head to toe. Marissa stares at the three men, a look of complete confusion crossing her face. Her two cats hiss at the strangers behind her.

"What the hell? Who are these freaks?" She yells. "Sam... Did you pick up people of the side of the road again?"

Sam's face flushed. "N-no! We met them at U.D.F. this time!" she stutters.

Marissa shakes her head. "You can't trust everyone Sam. How many times do we have to tell you this?" Sam only snorts.

"Uhhggggggg...Marissa, just get in the seat behind them." Kiera sighs impatiently. She isn't the type to explain something over and over.

"No! Tell me who they are!" She crossed her arms and stared at Canada... Whom of which looked like a deer in headlights. Marissa wasn't about to get in a van with three strangers. (Who were dudes, she might add.)

"Please, Marissa. It's okay. Get in and we'll explain on the way."

"Well, all right..." Marissa says slowly. "But if we're having some kind of orgy without you guys telling me, I'm gonna kill you."

Sam's face grew red and she stutters again. "S-shut u-up, Marissa!"

Kiera laughed loudly at this comment. "I wouldn't mind that terribly..." she joked. "But do you know who they are?"

Marissa got in the van and struggled with the seat belt, soon giving up on the impossible tangle. "How the hell am I supposed to know who they are?" she chuckled.

"Wait," America spoke up. "You know who we are, and this is your friend. Why doesn't she know who we are?"

"Well," Samantha replies. "Marissa isn't into anime like we are." She pauses. "And she is sort of an independent person."

"Ha! McAtheist!" Kiera laughs.

"That and she would know who you were if her PS3 wasn't an ass and would let her play the Hetalia DVDs!" exclaimed Sam.

"Hey! I can't help that those DVDs hate me!" Her eyes widened. "Wait... They're from an anime? " Marissa asks. "Like, they voice them or something?"

"No. They are the characters." Kiera pushes.

"...Characters?" Marissa chuckles slightly, knowing Kiera must be messing with her.

"Mhm. Marissa, meet Canada, America and Britain from Hetalia." Samantha offers.

"Hetalia? Okay, this is a joke." Marissa says, unsure.

America turns around to look at the girl. "So... You don't trust them? Heh~ Some friend." he snickers.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Marissa questioned, irritated that some guy accused her of being a bad friend.

"Nothing, Marissa. That's just America." Kiera didn't want them to start off hating each other, and she knows that if you hate Marissa for no reason, she will give you a reason.

Marissa sits back and huffs. "I guess I should have watched those animes..."

"So you believe us?" Sam questions.

"I believe you, Sam. If Kiera was the only one who told me that, I'd have to call bull shit," she chuckles.

"Well, thanks, Marissa. Makes me feel soo good about myself." Kiera pouts jokingly.

Britain sits in the back, turning his head from person to person, trying to make sense of it all. Canada wrote in his book, and everyone was sucked into some sort of weird dimension where the countries aren't people, but people live in the countries. They seem to act like normal human beings, so he wasn't too worried about aliens or demons or something like that. He only wondered why the hell they were there. And this made him realize something.

"Hey, Matthew," Britain calls to Canada. "What did you write in my book, anyway? You've never told us."

Canada turns bright red and began to shake harder. "W-well, I just wanted us to get along..."

"Yeah, but what did you write in there, brah?" America joins in.

"Exactly that," Canada confirms. "I-I wrote 'I wish everyone would get along.'"

"Hmm..." Britain thought for a second. "What did it write back?"

Canada shook his head feverishly.

"Come on, Canada. You can tell us. It's okay." Samantha smiles.

Canada didn't know why, but this girl calmed him quite a bit. "O-okay... It absorbed my writing, like Britain said it would. But then it wrote back 'Be careful what you wish for.' It scared the maple out of me..."

"Hmm..." Britain thought again. "This might be a clue to our rescue, gang." he announced.

"I don't get it..." both America and Marissa say at the same time.

"Well, maybe if you watched the anime, it would be more obvious to you." Kiera joked.

"How would that help me understand?" Marissa pouted.

"Guys, no fighting," Sam jumped in. "We're almost home, and you know what that means..."

"No," Kiera offered. "What does that mean?

"We're gonna have to explain this to everyone else..."

"Ugh..." the entire van sounded. "I hope the writers of this story cut that out." Kiera says as she pulls into the driveway.

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So, in conclusion, my friend Marissa isn't an anime watcher! But she loves her music, especially MCR and Fall Out Boy, and she fangirls over those sorts of things... And she's really stupid! :D In a funny way. ^-^ She makes me laugh-cry with her stupidity... x3 I think I can get her into anime, though, 'cause I changed her from being a dark-corner-sitting-wallflower girl to a totally-insane-fangirl-with-completely-awesome-art -skills girl! :D I just have THAT kind of power. I can do the same with awkward virgins :3 I make them not-so-awkward-non-virgins! xD I'm ranting... Sorry! Continue on with your life!