Warning(s): Cursing and…France.

Extra Info: So I decided to update today, before my birthday :'D~ Thank you for all the lovely reviews and shout-outs. I hope this chapter makes up for my absence.

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Chapter 8: America, England, and Hungary's Mission.

Once the trio settled down they sat peacefully at a table in the same room. Hungary sat at the head of the said table with America on the right side and England on the other. Silence lingered about the trio as the Hungarian opened her notebook to the page with the possible suspects. Once finding it she slammed it down on the table, the other two leaned it and read its contents.

"Finally, someone thinks the commie is a suspect!"

"America, he's not a communist anymore." The Englishman corrected, exasperated by the American's lack of knowledge. However, he simply ignored the Englishman and scanned through the page.

"I still think it's the commie."

"I think it's the frog, he's been eyeing me…dear lord I don't even want to think about it!" Hungary tried her best to keep in a giggle but to hide it she stood up from her chair and held the notebook.

"I say we start this investigation, don't you think?"

America and England looked at each other for one moment and then back to Hungary, nodding their heads.

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Prussia

The three split up, all three with walkie-talkies and a notepad to take notes in. They were assigned a few people to question and/or spy on. Hungary just had to be assigned to the Prussian.

"Oh god…" she muttered as she stepped closer to where the Prussian was, taking care of his bird. She placed her ear against the door and listened to the man's conversation with the bird.

"Kesese~ they'll never know, Gilbird~" The bird only chirped back in response. Hungary raised an eyebrow. In a flash, she swiped out her notepad and began writing furiously on the blank page.

"Just you wait, Gilbird. Soon everyone will be bowing down to the awesomeness of me!" Hungary couldn't help but roll her eyes at how arrogant he was being. She could hear shuffling inside the room. She took the time to shift her position although her foot accidently slammed against the door. Her breath hitched, hoping the Prussian didn't hear her.

"Hey, Gilbird…did you hear that?" Shit! Hungary thought. Gilbird chirped in response. She could hear footsteps coming closer to the entrance. Hungary dashed down the hallway as fast as she could, not leaving any traces behind.

The door opened, revealing Prussia looking both ways. "Huh, oh well."

He closed the door behind him and came closer to the bird. "France and Spain will never know I sneaked beer into their empty water bottles at lunch today~ They totally thought it was crystal light! Oh man, this is so awesome~"

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Switzerland

England quietly paced down the empty hallway in his normal attire. A walkie-talkie was clipped on his belt and a journal that looked like a novel held under his arm. He was dreading to even talk to the trigger-happy country, and he was hoping he didn't have to question him, just spy on him. The English nation was good at spying; it was a hobby of his.

Once he found the Swiss country, he stood a safe distance away from him. The country was practicing his aim on targets, the blast piercing his ears. Well, good thing this was taking place outside. He was thanking the lords when the Swiss nation was talking to himself.

"That damn Hungarian…tainting my sister with her….nonsense." A gunshot was fired at a target, a bulls-eye in fact. England softly wrote this down, not making a peep.

"Just wait until she gets a taste of this." England blinked and slowly, yet quietly, made his way out of hiding spot and continued his pace down the hallway. He gripped his walkie-talkie.

"Hungary, I think you may want to watch your back."

"Why?"

"Switzerland plans on shooting you." He could hear Hungary sigh in frustration.

"Because 'I tainted Lichtenstein with my nonsense' is that it?"

"You're correct."

"Well, then I'm going to fight fire with fire." Hungary then disconnected with England putting back the walkie-talkie back on his belt. He despised who \he was 'questioning' next.

"Dear lord why does it have to be the frog?"

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Russia

"Oh yea~ time to reveal my awesome spy moves from the spy movies I have been watching~" America was excited and was whispering nonsense like a fan girl as he walked down the hallway.

He turned his head both ways to see if the hallway was still vacant. Once he was sure, he crouched down to an air vent and brought out a screwdriver to take out the screws. Once all the screws were gone the cover fell to the tiled floor and the American tried to get in.

He couldn't.

His head managed to get in, and once he tried pulling it out, he realised it was stuck. "God damn it!" His voice echoed in the bare air vent. He tried numerous ways to get out until he heard footsteps stop near him.

"I see Amerika has gained some extra weight and was stupid enough to get stuck in an air vent~" America came to a halt in his escape, he remembered that voice.

"Oh shut up you damn commie!"

"What? You need help? Allow me~"

"Oh hell no! I'm not letting you touch me because if you do I'll nuke your ass!" America exclaimed as he continued his procedure to free his head from the air vent's clutches.

"Hard, aren't we? I suppose I shall leave you." With that, he heard Russia turn and began walking quietly down the vacant hallway.

"Wait! Russia! Dude!" he heard the Russian stop.

"Da?" Right after that, America managed to get out. He rubbed the back of his neck and moaned at how much in pain he was from the vent's grasp.

"G-gah, have you ever…blackmailed someone…recently?" America asked, pain etched in his voice. Right after he asked, he could already see a dark aura form around the Russian.

"Oh? And why is this you ask? Because I've been blackmailed along with China." America deadpanned, was Russia blaming him? The almighty hero?

Russia continued, "And when I find that person I'll make sure he/she dies in the cold snow of my land. I want to see his/her faces as he/she-"

"Dude, calm the fuck down…your actually creeping me out." America said, holding his hands out before him. Russia chuckled innocently.

"Oh, and I think you might have something to do with it Amerika." With that, Russia left once again. Leaving America alone, furious.

"FUCK YOU, RUSSIA." Now America was doomed and was a suspect himself according to Russia.

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France

"Dear lord, why? Why do I have to question the frog?" England complained as he wearily trudged down the hall. He already wanted to turn back once he reached the doorway.

Sighing, he pushed the door open to reveal a drunken Frenchman, barking a laugh as he watched the television. In his hand was a plastic water bottle halfway filled with…beer? England raised a bushy eyebrow of his and snatched the remote from the side table and turned off the current program France was watching.

"Angleterrreeee! Why did you –hiccup- do that?" France cried.

"You're drunk."

"Hm? Drunk? Idon'tthinkso~" France slurred. England rolled his eyes at the Frenchman's behavior. He came closer to him and grabbed the bottle from, examining it. He lightly tasted it.

"France, this is beer."

"Quoi? I thought it was crystal light or whatever Prusse called it…" England blinked at him. How could he not even tell this was alcohol?

Then, the greatest idea came to him. He remembered when he took America out for a drink to get him dead drunk and reveal important information. Now he could do the same thing for France. England chuckled darkly at his blooming idea and a smug smile tugged at his lips.

"Hey…France."

"Whatisit?" He slurred again, rubbing his temples.

"Have you ever heard of a site called…fanfiction?" France tiredly opened his dark blue hues and stared at him as if the sun were blinding him.

"Oui…Ah~ Angleterre~ Tu es chou~" Knowing him for a long time, he knew what he said. He said he was cute. England felt his cheeks grow hot.

"W-What does that have to do with anything?"

"You're always so cute~ you know, how the people write you." France then sat up from the plush cough and grinned conceitedly at the Englishman. "Especially with moi."

"F-France what the bloody hell are you doing? GAH-" That's when England found France's hands gripped on his collar and tugged him down to his level.

"France you're drunk! LET ME GO."

"Ohonhon~ I finally have you now~" In a matter of seconds the English nation whipped out his transceiver and tried to signal Hungary.

"Hungary, France is drunk. Now doesn't seem like the greatest thing ever to converse with him."

"Wait…what exactly is he doing to you?" Hungary asked. England shifted his eyes to the Frenchman already unbuttoning England's shirt.

"SHIT! France get your hands off me!"

"Non~ I want to see more of you~" Hungary was silent on the other end, possibly having a nosebleed as she listened to the two. Just then, America ringed in. "Iggy? Dude? What the hell is Frenchie doing?"

"France stop doing- NO, DO NOT EVEN TOUCH MY TROUSERS. Let me go you bloody frog!"

Hungary on the other hand was squealing her head off and listening to every moment. America was flabbergasted and well, appalled. "Iggy I'm coming to save ya dude!"

"America no-" However America already tuned them out and ran to wherever the two were.

The sad thing was, he didn't know where they were. "Well…this is going to take awhile. Especially in this big of a building…"

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Germany

After Hungary stopped her nosebleed and managed to get England to escape from France's hold she almost frolicked down the hallway. Her last suspect, and even though she still hadn't found the culprit she got her daily dose of yaoi. As she was skipping she passed Romano and tapped his shoulder.

"What do you want?"

"Have you seen Germany anywhere?"

"The potato bastard? No, last time I saw him was with my fratello." Figures. Hungary sighed as she realised that Italy must have went to get pasta with the German and will be back for the second meeting later on in the day. She nodded and thanked the Italian and moved on. Maybe after the second meeting she'll ask him.

However, she didn't know that Germany and Italy were abducted by raging fan girls. Romano also didn't know that as well, and to add that Spain was drunk from Prussia's 'crystal light' prank. Romano was not expecting either of those things.

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America was in a rush to find the two nations; he did not want England to be 'raped' by a drunken France. He ran down the hallways, bumping into a few countries along the way. When a door caught his eye, he had a strange sensation that the two were in there. He burst through the doors only to find a different country peacefully working on his laptop.

The country raised his russet hues from the screen and immediately closed the lip as if he were hiding something. "Ah A-America-san…what's wrong?"

America blinked rapidly at the Japanese nation in front of him, baffled. A wide grin then painted his face and laughed his infamous laughter.

"Well Iggy is getting raped by Frenchie and- you know…kind of doesn't matter anymore. Iggy is pretty strong and then he'll be pissed at me once I save him. Soooo…wanna play video games?" Now it was Japan's turn to be slightly amused by America's sudden change of topic.

"Ah…Well…there's no consoles in here. All I have is my laptop and I need to do work…"

"C'mon dude! We can play online! It'll be fun~" America came closer to the Japanese man and lightly took his laptop. Japan's heart skipped a beat and he forced his hands on the device, tugging at it.

"America-san, please give it back."

"Dude, no way. Promise me you'll play with me~"

"America-san I have to finish this. I do not want to do this." Japan ordered softly, not tugging at his laptop with more strength. However, America won the mini tug-o-war and laugh. Japan's eyes widened with horror as the American placed it on the table and opened the lid. America soon became perplexed.

"Hey Japan, who's Anonymous Fish?"

That's when Japan's heart almost stopped, knowing his cover was blown.

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A/N: Ha-ha, I was laughing at the Russia part xD. Sorry if it wasn't all fandom-y. Kind of like…a filler :D

Don't worry I'm still continuing this, FOR A LONG TIME~ Until I do most of the couples and all that shiz. And my grandma just told me that my family originated in Austria but we're ½ French~ FUCK YEA. I AM PROUD. Yes, I release my inner France all the time~ FEAR MOI!

Guys…what the hell are you doing? ALMOST 100 REVIEWS? What? D: Do I really deserve this? I mean…GAH…I HAVEN'T INTRODUCED DEVIANTART AND TUMBLR YET. AND ALL THE OTHER FANGIRL-Y WEBISTES.

/spasms

I love you guys! ;A; for even bothering to read this D: Oh god…now I'm acting all sentimental. /slaps self

JE'TAIME

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I'm still shocked.

teenbooks4eva: Fluff ftw!~

Maiya123: When I read your review I actually did consider the ideas you mentioned. We'll see what happens as the story flows~

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Mai Sachiyuki: I honestly love Hungary/America/England together as a trio :3 Thank you :D

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