England was sitting by himself, staring out the window. It was another rainy day, but what else was to be expected? 'Ah, the peace and quiet is nice, but today it seems a bit lonely and empty.' All of the sudden, Arthur heard a swoosh near his head. 'Flying Mint Bunny! How lovely for you to come see me on a stormy day like today! But your wings! they must be soaking!' 'That's OK Mr. England! At least I got to see you! It was so icky with everyone else!' 'Oh, thank you-' 'Hey Britain!' a small voice said. 'Who are you talking to? Oh, the only reason I'm here is because I need a ride to the world conference, I still hate you, bastard!' Sealand yelled from the doorway. 'Peter Kirkland! Who taught you that language?' and then the UK said more to Mint Bunny, 'How am I going to deal with him.' 'Why would you care? I'm leaving! I'd rather go with mom and dad then some mental who talks to himself!' and Peter slammed the door. 'Mom and Dad? Talks to himself? I'm not a mental, am I?' 'Nope!'