England and America were going over to China's house so America and Japan could play together. China and England weren't exactly the best of friends, but they could put up with each other for the sake of their little brothers, and America and Japan enjoyed playing video games together.

When they got to China's house, England rang the doorbell. Taiwan answered the door, looking bashfully at America before scurrying away to find her brother. China entered the doorway a few second later, holding Japan's hand.

"Hello, England," he greeted the European country with a nod and kneeled down, smiling as he held his covered hand out to America. "Nihao, America. It's been a while, huh?"

America stared in awe at the ancient country's hidden hand. He put both hands in his palm and lifted up the sleeves a bit. "Where're your hands?" he asked in wonder, peeking underneath the fabric.

China laughed and ruffled the little nation's hair, standing up and moving out of the way to allow his guests in.

America put his arm around Japan and started chattering away, talking about all his latest virtual accomplishments.

"Yeah, dude! I caught Suicune with a Great Ball! How badass is that?!"

Japan's face remained expressionless as he quietly said, "I caught it with a Pokéball."

America stopped walking, his mouth hanging open in astonishment. "Seriously? Dude, you've gotta teach me how to do that!"

The corner of Japan's lip curled into a slight smile, and he leaned over to whisper something in America's ear. China and England looked at the two children with growing curiosity, a bad feeling sitting in both of their stomachs.

Japan and America turned to them, adorably innocent masks hiding the plan they had developed.

America walked over and tugged on England's shirt sleeve, looking up at him with pleading blue eyes. "England, will you do something for me? Please?"

England couldn't resist America's cuteness. "Alright, love. What is it?"

America signaled for him to lean down and started whispering the plan in his ear.

Something similar went on between Japan and China. Japan toddled over to China and asked him to pick him up. When the older country had done so, Japan started playing with his hair, and China playfully swatted his hand away.

"Stop that, xiao yi!" he chastised.

Japan looked at him, his head tilted slightly to one side, and asked, "Onii-sama, would you help me and America with something?"

China smiled at his little brother and nodded, bouncing him gently as the boy filled him in as well.

Here was their plan: Japan and America wanted to play real-life Pokémon, and they were asking China and England to dress up as whichever Pokémon they wanted, but China would be on America's team and England would be on Japan's team.

China ended up dressed as a Pikachu. England was a Charizard. Unsurprisingly, Japan had both a Red cosplay and a Blue cosplay. He gave America the Red one and they went outside and painted lines in the grass to use as their "arena". Taiwan, South Korea, and Hong Kong came outside to watch.

Japan and America stood on either side of the Pokéball they'd painted in the grass, staring each other down. England and China were behind them, looking both amused and angry at the same time.

"Japan!" America called. "I challenge you to a Pokémon battle!"

Japan clutched the toy Pokéball in his hand. "I accept your challenge!"

America nodded and pulled the tip of his hat down, shouting, "China! I choose you!" and throwing his Pokéball. China happily pranced onto the field, crying, "Pika pii!"

Japan tossed his Pokéball and yelled, "England! Go!"

As much as he hated to admit it, England was having fun. He ran onto the field and spread out his wings, roaring, "CHAR!"

China bared his teeth, and England growled. America and Japan were surprised at how immersed their brothers were in the game, but they weren't complaining.

"China, use Thunderbolt!" America ordered.

"Pika..." China mumbled, gathering electricity around him, to everyone else's (except England) surprise. "CHU!"

A bolt of electricity flew from the ancient nation and hit England square in the shoulder. The little countries stood aghast, shocked that China could actually do that. However, England was fully aware of the capabilities of a strong nation, because he had some hidden talents as well.

Japan managed to regain his senses in time to tell England what to do. "England, use Flamethrower!"

To this day, America wonders how the hell England managed to a) Blast fire from his mouth and b) Not burn his tongue while doing so. Nevertheless, it was clear that the childish battle had become something more intense.

China had dodged the attack to some extent, still charring the end of his tail. But he turned towards England, his painted cheeks crackling with electricity.

"China, use Agility!" America commanded. Within a timespan of five seconds, there were Chinas all around the circumference of the makeshift arena.

England looked around, trying to find the real one as Japan shouted, "England, use Fly!"

The Charizard/England performed another miracle, taking flight so that he looked like another bird in the sky. America let out a squeal and said, "Whoa, dude, Britain! You've gotta teach me how to do that!"

Japan smirked and threw a stuffed panda in the center of the fight. Instantly, the extra Chinas disappeared and the real one cried, "Panda!" and bounded over to the plushie.

"England, go!" Japan ordered, and England flew down to where China was, slamming down in front of him and sending the Asian nation flying, still holding the panda. China landed on the ground with a thud, his eyes swirling just like in the anime. South Korea jumped into the middle of the arena and declared, "Japan and England win, da-ze!"

Taiwan and Hong Kong clapped while America threw his hat down and ran over to China, Japan not far behind.

"China? Dude, you okay?"

China sat up and smiled, taking off his Pikachu ears. "Of course. It's all for show."

England came up behind them, holding his detached wings. "Did you two have fun?"

Japan and America nodded enthusiastically and gave each other a high five. China winked and gave England a thumbs-up, mouthing, 'Great plan.'

China picked Japan up, and the little country fell right asleep in his arms. America stumbled and fell, also entering his dreamworld right where he hit the ground. England scooped him up and carried him to the door.

"Good idea, Brit," China passive-aggressively commended England. "The little ones had fun."

England smiled and nodded, saying goodbye to China and walking out the door.

He'd walked about ten yards when America suddenly woke up, fire blazing in his eyes. "It was all for show?!"

England looked down at him and smiled, ruffling his hair and only making him angrier. "Of course it was, love. But I'll tell you a secret, if you want to hear it."

America's eyes widened and he nodded so hard his neck should have snapped.

England whispered, "I can actually fly."

The little boy looked up at him with wonder-filled eyes. "Seriously?"

England nodded. "Yup. And I'll show you one day, when you're a little older."

America giggled, and England lifted him up onto his shoulders, tickling his sides as the two sang the Pokémon theme song all the way home.


I just realized that this chapter doesn't even have the BTT in it, but that's okay, because China and Japan get an epic entrance. And isn't England such a good older brother?