Phantomtalia
Chapter Seven: Britain
Meanwhile, America was busy with the thermos.
"Woah look at this..." He mumbled as he fiddled with it. He decided to open it. He twisted the top off and was blown back by the force of the ghosts Danny caught escaping the thermos and out the hotel window. America freaked out.
"OHSHITIT'SLIKETHOSETACKYPEANUTBRITTLE PRANKS!" Once the ghosts were gone, Ludwig and Britain entered. America was having a heart-attack on the floor
"What the bloody hell is going on?!" Britain yelled, looking a bit tipsy. He saw America holding the thermos. "What did you bloody do you git!?" America chuckled nervously.
"N-N-Nothing! Well, I mean, there were g-g-ghosts…and t-t-t-they came from the t-t-thermos...and I may have let them loose…" Ludwig started yelling at how stupid America was as Britain stumbled back to the hotel bar to have a drink off with Denmark. America whimpered.
The next day Danny got up with a pounding headache. The bruise was almost non-noticeable, but it still hurt. He sighed as he went to the bathroom to wash his face.
He looked at himself in the mirror before washing his face; the reflection showed a slightly older Danny Phantom staring back. The reflection was smirking, as if waiting to see if Danny would freak out. Danny blinked a few times in disbelief and quickly splashed water in his face before looking back at his reflection. His reflection was normal Danny Fenton, as if nothing had happened.
"I must be seeing things..." he mumbled. He shook his head and left; he had to meet with Sam and Tucker later. He headed to the Nasty Burger.
Once there, he, Sam and Tucker were sitting as they noticed Alfred/America scarfing down a mountain load of burgers while the one who called himself Canada sighed as he covered his face in embarrassment before looking at America. Their jaws dropped as did most of the people at the Nasty Burger.
"How many has he had?" Danny asked.
"Who knows...?"
"How much can that guy eat?"
"Who knows?" Sam stated. "But these people are weird. And I'm not liking it."
"How'd it go with you and your volunteer?" Tucker changed the subject.
"Fine." Sam said.
"Define 'fine'."
"It went fine. What about you Danny?" Danny blinked in surprise.
"Well..."
"Well what?" Danny wondered if he should tell them what he learned and decided against it.
"Never mind…"Sam and Tucker looked at each other and shrugged.
"Oh Dude this is so good~" They heard Alfred say. They turned and saw that he had finished all the burgers. His friend, Canada, sighed in embarrassment.
"Please be quiet..." He said, barely audible. But Alfred just laughed in a really annoying voice
"Loosen up man," The Canadian frowned, while Danny and Tucker tried hiding their laughter as Sam groaned in annoyance.
"Guys…" She started but was ignored.
"It's almost time for that world meeting..." Canada whispered to a laughing Alfred.
"What? Really?"
"Don't be so loud!" The Canadian whispered, a little louder. "And yes!"
"Alright, alright, sheesh..." The two got up and left. Danny watched them; He felt that something was off, something involving his reflection from this morning. Maybe he should go follow them. But he chickened out.
"Danny, how did you get that bruise?" Sam asked. Danny blinked, confused.
"Bruise?"
"On your forehead…"
"Really?" He touched his forehead and winced; guess that bruise hadn't died down after all.
"Wow... I uh... Didn't notice that..."
"Didn't notice that?!"
"Yeah..." Danny said slowly. Tucker and Sam looked at him; they weren't buying it. "What?"
"You got hit in the head when you were ghost-fighting, weren't you?"
"Uh- yeah! Yeah, that's right..." Sam rolled her eyes before getting up.
"Let's get going guys."
"Right…" They followed her.
Meanwhile, the nations watched as the ones who could see magic were helping Britain make a magical circle.
"Dude, what are you doing man?" America asked as he scarffed down more Nasty Burgers. Britain got up from the circle and, honestly a little excited, started to explain.
"Well, it is the finest idea we've had." He started. "As you well know, you stupid boy, we are here to find this 'nation' that apparently showed up. And I-err-we decided that the easiest way is to just summon him, or her."
"And are you sure this vill vork?" Germany asked, skeptical.
"It should work..."
"And if it doesn't?"
"We probably will have horrific scars and never mention it again." Hawaii admitted.
"Or we turn to ash~!" Indonesia said innocently.
"A-A-a-ash!?" Italy squeaked.
"Well Hawaii probably would since she isn't a nation." Indonesia shrugged. Hawaii glared at Indonesia but decided not to say anything.
"So, when are you going to do it?" Russia asked.
"Right now..." Britain began the spell. The non-magic nations stepped back as the magic circle glowed a green color. It was both terrifying and somewhat beautiful as demons became slightly visible to everyone. The nations, except for Russia who just smiled, shivered. The glow got brighter as they heard a thud as if someone landed on the ground.
"Did it work?" America asked dumbly.
"Mon dieu, you are a moron" Britain, Hawaii, and Norway closed their eyes as they focused their powers while Indonesia had twisted smile on her face. The others watched until the glowing got really bright and blinding everyone.
Dun Dun Dun! X D The plot thickens! Who is the teen in the mirror? How many burgers did America eat? And what exactly is Britain's plan to summon a nation using the dark ones? Not sure if I spelled the French right, but oh well *Shrug*
Thank you guys so much for watching and reading!
