A/N: Warning...Russia being Russia.

There was a small "Eep!" sound from behind the computer.

The Bad Touch Trio paled. If Igi though it was bad, THEN IT'S BAD.

"Holy fucking god...Russia."

Hello again Igi: Nice to know we have something In common! Torturing nations!
Yay

Anyway...

France: I would like you to go to all of the night clubs in France. You are
not allowed to Flirt. I am sending Igi an electric collar to make sure to stay
in line. Every time your chromosomes start acting up, or you say anything,you
will be shocked around the neck. And it will be impossible for you to pass
out; there is a little knife dipped in rubbing alcohol that stabs you every 10
minutes. The collie will fall off when you have gone to all of the clubs. But
if you don't stay in them for at least 15 minutes each, then it will give you
a 1st degree burn. Have fun

Spain: You aren't really on my to kill list. Yet All you have to do is stay in
a cage with Belerus for 5 hours. She has all of her favorite knifes; I can't
wait to see te pretty designs on your body when you come out

Prussia: I don't like you So I have crushed your little gilbird into a pulp,
which you will eat. I've told hungrey that you are trying to invade Rodrichs
vital regions. Prepare for a little visit from er and her frying pan in 30
minutes. I'm also giving you a lock on helmet that drips a drop of acid onto
your skull every time you say the word awesome. It will unlock in a week.

Bye

Igi smirked. "Well, I'm into France's nightclub adventures." she snapped the collar on. "GO FORTH, my minion."

She gave Spain a hug. "It was nice to know you, bro. I will make sure Romano visits your funeral, kay?"

"Si," Spain said sadly.

"Do not talk to her. Tr to disappear by being still and quiet. That's all the advice I can give."

"I'll try."

Then it was Prussia's turn for goodbyes.

"Dude, I think you'll surely die from this, so I'll tell you the password to my iPad. But if you survive, I'm changing it. The password to my iPad is IchLiebePreussen."

Prussia beamed. "Really?"

"Duh! I'm your ex-stalker and number one fangirl."

"True."

Igi looked around. "France is already moving, Spain is gone...I guess this is goodbye then, Prussia-sama."

Prussia smiled. "I love it when you call me that."

"Yeah, don't expect it if you make it out."

"I'm to awesome to die-AGH!"

"Right."

There was a knock at the door. "Start running, your awesomeness...Hungary is here."

Prussia paled and took off running. Igi sighed.

"Damn. I like having them around, no matter how much I complain." she sat down on the couch.

"They had better give me a call when they get out of this."

A few hours later, Igi got texts from France and Spain begging her to bust them out. She texted both back,

I must obey the fans, Even if this is Russia's dares. I'm sorry. Really. Seriously.

This is really cruel, even for Russia... O_o

Iron Girl

Prussia came back around the same time as Spain, and Russia had given him dead Gilbird.

Which he had to eat.

"Heilige Mutter Gottes, Preußen. Das ist wirklich scheiße." Our authoress muttered.

Prussia agreed.

Being a vegetarian, the authoress immediately hurled as Prussia choked down dead Gilbird.

"Oh Sweet mother of Prussia, he's actuall-" she proceeded to hurl again.

"I have a lot of them," Prussia muttered.

Igi hugged Prussia. "It's ok..."

"Oh god what have I done..."

They then both bandaged up Spain and waited for France, who returned a few days later with five burns and a rather large stab wound.