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What has declared war on what?

Finland and Estonia sat in the Baltic's living room brainstorming ideas for a new festival. Several sheets of paper littered the coffee table along with mugs of coffee and a plate of cookies. The friends were bent over a clean piece of paper, Estonia with a pen in hand.

"I really think a flower festival in the middle of November would be a great idea!" Finland said enthusiastically. Estonia shook his head at the Nordic's idea.

"Finland, flowers can't grow in the middle of November. Hanatamago, get down!" The fluffy white dog was trying to get to the plate of cookies placed on the coffee table. Finland reached over and pulled the puppy into his lap.

"But we could have heated tents and everything!" Finland suggested, trying to stay hopeful. "It would be a wonderful experience. Not to mention it would help brighten up the dreary month!"

"Finland, I'm not sure people would want to buy flowers in the middle of November. They have no way of keeping them alive." Hanatamago struggled in her master's arms, desperate for a cookie.

"Alright, what do you suggest?" Estonia leaned back, thinking, and then spotted the plate of cookies.

"A baking festival!" Finland frowned.

"A baking festival?" he asked doubtfully. "Where would we get enough ovens to do that?"

"We could bring in old baking ovens!" Estonia suggested.

"And have a contest over who can bake the best!" Finland added excitedly. Hanatamago escaped from his grasp and dove for the plate of cookies. Neither of the nations noticed her as they made plans.

Suddenly the front door was thrown open, banging against the wall and causing the two nations to jump in surprise. Three Vikings marched into the room, reeking of smoke and burnt wood.

"What happened to you three?" Finland asked, shocked at the conditions of his fellow Nordics. They were covered in ash and Norway had a burn on his left cheek.

"We got into a little accident," Denmark said. His usually smiling face was set in a grimace.

"Do you need anything?" Estonia asked, standing. "A first aid kit?" He eyed Norway's burned cheek.

"We're fine," Denmark assured them. "We just came ta pick ya two up."

"What do you mean?" Estonia asked, frowning.

"We want ya ta come with us, Estonia," Denmark said, beginning to look annoyed.

"But I need to stay here to take care of my country."

"No, ya don't. It'll be fine." Denmark marched up to the pair and slung a surprised Estonia over his shoulder.

"Hey!" Estonia struggled in his grasp.

"TANSKA!" Finland leapt to his feet but Sweden grabbed his wrist in a tight grip. "Ow! What is wrong with you three? You've been acting strange lately."

"Nothing's wrong with us, Fin. We're just making a couple of changes," Denmark said.

"To what?" Finland tried to tug his hand out of Sweden's grasp but it was useless.

"To the w'rld." The small Nordic looked up at Sweden in shock.

"To the world?" Finland squeaked out. Sweden glared at him.

"Th't's wh't I said, ja?" Finland gaped at the taller nation, unable to find anything to say.

"You three are crazier than Russia!" Estonia said from his place on Denmark's shoulder and Finland finally found his voice.

"What do you mean you're making changes to the world?"

"The world just needs a little bit of change is all, and we're the ones ta do it," Denmark explained.

"You can't just change the world!" Finland objected.

"We can," Denmark leaned down to Finland's height. "And we are."

"Privet," a voice said from the doorway and Denmark straightened up. "You are not trying to take what is mine, da?"

"Russia!" Estonia exclaimed, both relieved and scared that the taller nation was there. Russia stood in the doorway with Belarus and Ukraine on either side of him. Belarus held her unsheathed knife while Ukraine clutched her pitchfork nervously. Russia tapped his faucet pipe threateningly against his hand.

"You will put Estonia down and leave, da? Without Little Finland."

"Little Finland," Denmark mimicked him but then changed to his own voice. "Is ours. And so is Estonia."

"Net!" Russia snarled, stepping forward. "They are mine!" Sweden released Finland and drew his long sword, blocking Russia's path to Estonia and Finland. Hanatamago barked excitedly at the nations in the room.

Russia swung his faucet pipe at Sweden's head but the Viking blocked it with his sword, shoving the pipe aside with a thrust. Sweden jabbed and Russia parried it. He seized Sweden's sword arm and swung his pipe at it. Sweden yanked his arm free at the last moment and slammed the hilt of his sword into Russia's stomach, causing the taller nation to double over moaning.

Belarus dashed forward to help her brother but Norway stepped in her path. He swung his sword at the female nation. Belarus sidestepped the weapon, swiping her knife at the Nordic. The two nations continued their strange dance of swings and steps as Denmark dropped Estonia unceremoniously to the floor.

"Ouch!" Hanatamago ran up to Estonia who gathered her into his arms and backed into a corner, watching as Russia swung his pipe at Sweden's knee. Sweden grabbed the pipe and twisted it harshly out of Russia's grasp.

"Eeep!" Ukraine backed away from the advancing Denmark, shifting her grip on her pitchfork.

"I don't really want ta hurt ya, svækling. (weakling)" Denmark drew his axe slowly from his long coat. "Why don't ya just come with us quietly?" He raised the axe slightly, just enough to intimidate the female nation. Ukraine squealed, closing her eyes tight, and stabbed out repeatedly with her pitchfork.

"Ouch! Rend! Dammit!" Denmark shouted with every stab, dropping his axe in surprise. Russia laughed as he swung his retrieved pipe at Sweden.

"My older sister is not a weakling and never will be! You should have known better than to cross the Slavic Union, da?" Sweden blocked Russia's blow and stepped away from the fight.

"It's n't w'rth it," he told his fellow Vikings. "L't's take F'n and leave."

"Ouch!" Denmark shouted. "Fine! Aiyeeh!" he doubled over in pain.

"Net!" Russia dove for Finland.

"Ohyah!" the small nation ducked under his grasp and was grabbed by Sweden.

"He's ours," Norway snapped and Finland flushed, trembling in Sweden's grasp. Had he made the wrong decision?

"Net! Give him to me!" Russia stood, dragging Estonia off the floor with him. Hanatamago struggled in the Baltic's grasp.

"Rend!" Denmark backed away from Ukraine, massaging his abused stomach. He and Norway moved to stand behind Sweden and Finland. "Fin's coming with us, Russia, and there's nothing you can do about it." Russia snarled at the Vikings.

"Fine," he snapped. "Then I, as the leader of the Slavic Union, declare war on you, Norway, and Sweden." The Vikings exchanged glances, Denmark smirking.

"Fine, we, the Nordic Union, accept. You'll be under us in no time." They turned and left, dragging an unwilling Finland with them.

"Finland!" Russia stopped Estonia from racing after his friend as Hanatamago barked at her master, distressed.

"Estonia! Ohyah! Help me!" Finland struggled wildly in Sweden's grasp. The Viking grunted and whirled around, slapping him across the face. Finland gaped at his friend.

"S-Su-san?" he whimpered. Denmark and Norway had stopped to watch their friend and prisoner. Sweden ignored Finland and hoisted him onto his shoulder. Russia, Belarus, Ukraine, and Estonia watched them leave. Once they were out of sight, Ukraine wrapped a comforting arm around the sobbing Estonia, leading him out of the house with Belarus and Russia following them.

Canada had never been more wrong in his life, World War Three had started.

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Prussia woke up with a pounding head and a goose egg the size of a golf ball. Groaning, he squinted in the dim light. He was laying on a small bed the center of a freezing room, Gilbrid fluttering and cheeping over his head. A small window cast a view of a desolate tundra.

"W-What?" Prussia sat up slowly, groaning and holding his head. "What happened?" His head hadn't hurt this bad since he'd last had a drinking contest against Latvia and Finland.

The sound of footsteps on cement echoed through the room, agitating Prussia's headache more. The ex-nation stumbled to the steel door in the room. He heard the slamming of another door and a lock clicking in place. The echoing sound was eerie, almost like a death sentence.

"Hey!" Prussia banged on the steel door. "Who's out there?" Footsteps receded, leaving Prussia alone to wonder who was out there.

Lonely and cold, Prussia slid to the floor. Gilbird fluttered to land on his head and Prussia sighed. Something caught his eye. He turned his head to look better at it and gasped. The Iron Cross, a symbol of Prussia, was carved into the cement floor. Prussia hadn't seen it since his time separated from Germany. He himself had carved the symbol into the floor of this room in the Eastern Wing.

Shaking with rage, Prussia turned to the door and screamed, knowing his captor could hear him.

"DAMMIT, RUSSIA!"

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Iceland looked up from the book he was reading when the Vikings dragged Finland into the house.

"Finland!" he exclaimed. Beside him, Hong Kong glanced up from the Rubik's Cube Iceland had found for him. He took one look at the Vikings then tried to leave the room, stopped by the leash around Iceland's wrist. Hong Kong tugged impatiently on the leash, catching Iceland's attention before Denmark cackled.

"It looks like Vinur wants ta go fer an adventure, Ice." Iceland quickly followed Hong Kong from the room.

"What's wrong?" he asked, when they were far enough away from the living room.

"I don't want to be in the same room as them, ever," Hong Kong told him. Iceland bit his lip but nodded, following Hong Kong to their bedroom.

In the living room, Finland turned to Denmark, hoping to see the old Denmark in his eyes. But the taller nation only glared down at him.

"Tanska, what's going?" Finland asked, tears welling in his eyes.

"What did we tell ya, Fin? We're changing the world." Denmark crossed to a cabinet and withdrew a strip of leather.

"What is that, Tanska?" Finland asked in a scared voice. Sweden stopped him, holding him still when the small nation tried to back away.

"Just something fer yer pretty neck." Denmark advanced on the trembling Nordic, wrapping the collar around his neck. "Just so ya don't leave us. If ya don't want a shock, then don't leave this house." He pulled back and left the room. Sweden and Norway followed his example, Norway muttering about tending to his burn.

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Latvia hummed a cheerful tune as he looked through the strawberries. The day was gorgeous, not a cloud in the sky, and the farmer's market was bustling. Latvia didn't think anything could have ruined the day . . . until a shadow loomed over him. The small Baltic nation spun around, eyes widening in fear as he dropped his bags.

"M-Mr. Russia!" Latvia trembled violently under the gaze of the taller nation.

"Privet, Latvia, I would like to speak with you," Russia said, smiling down at him.

"W-What about, M-Mr. Russia?"

"In private, da?" Latvia's trembling increased tenfold.

"Y-Yes, sir." He allowed Russia to lead him into an abandoned alleyway. "What is it, M-Mr. Russia?"

"You are aware of many nations disappearing, da?" Latvia's eyes widened. He thought back to Estonia's disappearance from the day before. "Da, I can tell you are. Well, I have formed the Slavic Union and I want you to join. We have declared war on the Nordic Union."

"W-What?" Latvia gaped at Russia.

"Da, the Nordics are the ones behind the disappearances. If you do not join me then they will kidnap you too, and I do not want that happening to my Little Latvia." Russia advanced on the smaller nation.

"N-No!" Latvia was backed into a corner. "Mr. Russia! Please!" He bolted for the mouth of the alley but Russia was quick to grab him. Something was jabbed painfully into Latvia's shoulder and a cold liquid injected. Latvia's struggling slowly ceased as he fell unconscious. Russia lifted the limp nation into his arms, making his way to a parked van.

"Four down," he muttered to himself. "Five to go."

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Germany had called an emergency meeting of any willing nations when he had returned home to find his hallway destroyed and his brother missing. France, England, Australia, Turkey, Italy, South Italy, Spain, and Japan had been the only nations to answer the summons. Turkey and Japan had decided that their siblings did not all need to attend, they would inform them about the meeting when they returned home.

"Thank you all for coming today," Germany said, glancing at the gathered nations.

"What did ya call us here fer, Germany?" Turkey asked. "Ya didn't want ta see our pretty faces, did ya?" He chuckled at his own joke while Germany tried to contain his annoyance.

"Nein, I have bad news."

"Would this news have anything to do with the disappearances of America and his brother?" England asked with a glare.

"Mon petit lapin!" France cried dramatically. "What has happened to him?"

"Belt up, frog!"

"Shut up, Black Sheep of Europe!" France and England began to squabble. The rest of the nations tried to ignore him and continue to meeting.

"What is it, mate?" Australia looked up from petting his koala. All the other nations had edged away from the evil-eyed marsupial.

"If everyone would SHUT UP I will tell you!" England and France immediately ceased fighting. "Thank you. Now, four days ago Austria's house was found burned to the ground, he and Liechtenstein are . . . not with us. Does anyone know where Switzerland is? He has not yet been told of his sister's disappearance."

"Ve," Italy waved. "Switzerland is on his way to the Netherlands'. He came to talk to me about trading." He didn't seem keen on being the one to tell Switzerland that Liechtenstein was missing, no one did for that matter.

"Danke, Italy. America, Canada, Hong Kong, Japan, Iceland, Finland, China, Prussia, Latvia, and Estonia have all disappeared and we unsure of the micro-nations' whereabouts."

"Good riddance," England muttered.

"How do twelve nations and six micro-nations all go missing without anyone noticing?" France asked. Spain nodded worriedly beside him. No one knew the answer.

"Turkey," Germany said after a moment. Turkey looked up from leaning back in his chair beside Japan. "You and Japan were at the meeting with Russia, ja?" The friends exchanged glances with each other. Turkey's chair landed on the floor rather loudly.

"Yeah, we were."

"What did Russia talk to you about?"

"I think I know where Iceland, Hong Kong, America, Canada, and China are. I might even know where Finland is."

"Then why don't you tell us, bastard?" Romano demanded.

"Romano," Spain chastised him. "Be nice."

"Shut up, you stupid tomato bastard! I only came to this meeting to keep my stupid little brother away from that potato bastard!" Turkey glared at Romano.

"Shut yer trap, brat." A German soldier hurried into the room and handed Germany a slip of paper, saluted him, then left.

"Chigi!" Romano sank back in his chair.

"Ta answer Romano's question, I believe the Scandinavian countries have them." Turkey leaned back in his chair, letting this sink in.

"That would explain the message I just received." Germany read the slip of paper carefully.

"What is that?" England asked in a bored voice. Germany took a deep breath and read the message aloud.

"The Slavic Union has declared war on the Nordic Union. -Russia."

"I have never heard of them before," France said.

"What has declared war on what?" Australia asked. Germany looked back to the piece of paper.

"The Slavic Union is made up of Russia, Belarus, Ukraine, Latvia, Estonia, and . . . Prussia," he finished softly.

"That sounds like the Soviet Union!" England exclaimed. "What is Russia planning?"

"There is more. The Nordic Union consists of Denmark, Norway, Sweden, Iceland, Finland, Hong Kong, China, America, and Canada."

"America and Canada are what?" England demanded, rising from his seat. France pulled him back down.

"Relax, Angleterre, I am sure it is not by their choice."

"Why would they do that?" Australia asked. "They're practically brothers to me."

"All those bastards against Russia's small group? They're going to die! The Nordics have the only superpower of the world on their side!" Romano exclaimed.

"Don't worry, Romano, Boss Spain will protect you!"

"Chigi, shut up, tomato bastard!"

"Yeah? Well, I've got some news fer ya." Turkey stood up.

"What is it, Turkey?" Germany asked tiredly.

"The Turkish Union declares war on the Nordic union. We're doin' it fer Icey." Turkey looked serious. "I've got Greece, Egypt, Northern Cyprus, and Cyprus under my belt. If Russia needs help, we'll be there."

"Hai," Japan stood up beside his friend. "The Asian Union will join this fight. We are myself, Taiwan, Vietnam, Korea, and Macau." The doors to the meeting room swung open, drawing everyone's attention.

"And me, ez-ad," Korea's doppelganger stood beside Korea in the doorway.

"Who the hell are ya?" Turkey asked.

"North Korea-san!"

"North Korea? I thought he was a hermit!" Australia commented.

"Aren't you supposed to be isolated?" England asked.

"Not anymore," North Korea said. "This war will affect everyone, including me. Russia sent my annoying older brother to convince me to join." Korea hugged his brother.

"Isn't it great, da-ze?" North Korea stiffened in his brother's grasp.

"Yes, well, I am joining my siblings in the Asian Union. The micro-nations were sent to Antarctica. Russia wants us to use Ladonia to send messages back and forth. He believes this will be both faster and saf-" He was cut off by England.

"You're crazy!" the island nation exclaimed, jumping from his seat. "You're all going to get yourselves killed. I will not take part in this war!" And with that he stormed past the Koreas and out the door, leaving the room in silence. Germany turned to Turkey and Japan.

"Good luck."

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After days aboard the small ship, the micro-nations were finally released and led into an underground base. Antarctica's penguin squawked, happy to be back in its home. Wy glared hatefully at the bird. Sealand, much to the amusement of the present scientists, stepped in front of Antarctica, stopping him in his tracks.

"Where are we?" he demanded, his hands on his hips. Antarctica regarded him coolly before answering.

"This is a base in my home that scientists use to study global warming," he said. "Russia asked me to keep you safe. You're free to wander around the base. Don't bother the huskies too much or they'll bite you. And stay out of the scientists' way. Blizzard won't bite you if you don't bug him." The micro-nations figured 'Blizzard' was the continent's penguin.

"Why do you have to protect us?" Molossia demanded. "We can take care of ourselves!" Antarctica shrugged.

"Maybe you could, if there wasn't a war about to happen."

"A war?" Ladonia turned to him. "What war?"

"Russia has declared war on Denmark, Norway, and Sweden," Antarctica said. "They're starting World War Three. Ladonia, Russia has asked that you act a message-carrier for the Unions."

"Why do I have to carry the messages?" Ladonia demanded.

"No one said you have to." The continent turned to leave but stopped and looked over his shoulder. "Be glad that's all they're asking you to do."

The Slavic and Nordic Unions.