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"Where are the girls?" France looked around.
He still had a death grip on Canada, but no one else could see the second largest nation in the world. All they saw was France gripping air with a ferocious amount of strength.
"What is he holding?" Lithuania hissed. "There is nothing there."
"I don't know." Estonia answered, trying to think of a logical explanation.
Latvia looked around, pretending to be confused. He actually wasn't a bad actor when it was necessary.
"Is it possible that they could have left?" Ukraine asked.
"I guess so..." the short Baltic sighed.
There was silence for a little bit.
"WHAT?!" France looked like he was ready to cry.
Spain and Prussia felt for him. As also being members of the Bad Touch Trio, they understood each other in the language of girls.
"Maybe we should go back." Spain turned around.
France's grip on nothing grew tighter, and there was a small whimpering sound.
"Ve~ What was that?" Italy looked around.
"Probably just the wind, aru." China turned around as well.
"So, you are saying we came all the way down here just to turn back again?" A creepy aura surrounded Russia.
"We can go back and marry..." Belarus looked. to her brother.
Let's just say that the largest country was already half way down the street.
"He's that excited to marry me?" she looked really pleased.
"I think Mr. Russia's running away." Lithuania stated.
"No one cares what you have to say!" Belarus took off after her beloved brother, Ukraine running behind her.
"The awesome me says that we should awesomely go back!" Prussia decided, grabbing Germany's arm as he left to drag him along.
"Bruder!" Germany looked astonished.
"Ve~ Germany is getting along with Prussia!" Italy started pulling the German's other arm back as well.
It was a very weird seen. One grown male getting dragged back in the direction of the apartments by two other males.
Hungary had her camera out in an instant. "This is so going on Instagram."
Japan had a camera out as well. "Sorry, Germany."
The German felt rather betrayed at that moment.
"What are you doing? Don't drag the potato bastard!" Romano complained.
"You've got Spain. I have Germany!" Italy pouted.
"V-Vhat?!" the German was, for the first time in his life, rather confused.
The countries made there way back to where Sealand, England, and America were waiting. One of them in particular, cough France cough, was trying to find the pretty ladies that just happened to disappear.
"What do you think they've been doing while we were down here?" Ireland asked.
"Hopefully, it ended in England getting his ass whipped." Northern Ireland responded to her southern twin.
"Just think of it." Wales joined in.
The brothers and sister stopped and thought about what America and Sealand could do to England.
"There are so many possibilities!" Scotland sighed.
Then, a huge roar sounded from the apartments. It was dark, too.
"AMERIKA!"
Review! Sorry about the short chapter, I am suffering writer's block.