America stares wide-eyed at the piece of food in front of him. His equal watches him with a smile from across the table. "Dude, I totally haven't had a hot dog in years!"

Female America shook her head and let out a laugh. "I can't believe me from another universe hasn't had a hot dog for that long. Come on, we're America."

America chuckles and grabs the oblong piece of meat. He takes a bite and "Mmm"'s as he chews it. He speaks after swallowing his first bite. "Normally I don't cook. I just order from fast food restaurants and most places in my area don't have hot dogs on the menu." he shrugs and take another bite.

Female America giggles and begins eating her hot dog. They enjoy their meal in silence until Female America's phone rings. The girl wipes her mouth on her napkin, stands, and reaches for the phone.

"Hey there, England." she greets the woman on the other side of the line. There's a moment where the house is quiet as the female England speaks. Female America turns to look at her counterpart as he munches on his lunch. "We'll come up shortly. Thanks. Bye." she hangs up and smiles at America.

"What was that about?" America asks with a mouthful of hot dog.

"The Englands want us to come over to discuss some plans on how we're getting you guys back home." Female America informs her counterpart.

America swallows the remainder of his hot dog before asking, "Why does she need us? We're not the magical type."

Female America shrugs. "I guess your England requested our presence."

~~ APH ~~

They leave for Female England's home right after lunch. The Englands are waiting for them on Female England's front porch while enjoying an afternoon tea. Female England puts down her mug and stands from her porch swing as she watches the Americas walk up the path to her front porch.

"Thank you for coming over, America and America." She greets the female then the male. As she does, England picks up the tray that held all their tea stuff on it and the four nations enter the girl Britain's home.

Female England leads everyone into her spell room. She walks over to an old oak bookcase that is covered in dust as if it hasn't been touched in years. The Female England pulls out a couple large leather-back spell books. "I usually use more modern books, but I know nothing about hoping through universes aren't in those ones because they can be messy." Female glares at her counterpart. England's face flushes and he scratches the back of his neck. She plops the old books on a messy desk.

"It was my idea to invite you two over because we feel someone has to be up-to-date with our progress and since you two dealt with our shenanigans as kids without question, you'd be the best fit to deal with this huge project without judging us. . ." England looks at his America who had a look that read 'Do you really think I'm not gonna judge you? Do you not know me?' then adds. "out loud, that is."

"That's going to be a hard promise to keep." America tells England.

"Never mind that." Female England interjects. "We just wanted to discuss our plan of action. Male England and I will be looking through these old books and see if we can find something to whisk our guests back over to where they came from." England nods. "We just want to keep you informed with our progress and maybe you two can help spread the word to the others."

"I think we can do that." Female America answers for both her and her equal.

~~ APH ~~

Italy waves goodbye to Germany and his counterpart. "We'll be back in a few hours!" he exclaims. Female Germany walks out the front door without a word but turns back and hollers for Italy to follow her.

Germany picks up the dirty dishes from lunch and sets them in the sink to be washed. It's quiet for a moment, minus the sound of water running from the tap and into the basin, filling up the sink to wash the dishes in, until Female Italy comes bounding into the kitchen and hops up onto the table. She crosses her legs before speaking. "Well, now that our partners are out grocery shopping I think it's time we share secrets."

The male nation knits his eyebrows together wondering why this Italy is keen on sharing secrets without the other two around. He begins scrubbing the sauce off of a plate as he asks Female Italy what he means by her statement.

"My Germany would kill me if I told you since we're still keeping it on the down-low." Female Italy starts to answer. "I have know idea if it's true to you and your Italy, but my Germany and I have been dating for a couple of months now."

There's a loud crash as the plate Germany was scrubbing hit the floor and broke. Suddenly, everything went black.