..pov Prussia…

I awesomely woke up, in this other world, and awesomely got up. These few days I'd been here were the best. They treated me like a time was 11:38 according to my clock.

"PLEASE! I DONT EVEN KNOW YOU!" I heard America yell. How weird… I must be miss hearing, since he can't be here.

"Shut up!" Lutz yelled back at him.

I ran upstairs to find America tied to a chair, without his glasses and a black eye.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" I yelled.

Lutz turned to me, and hit me, for the first time. I just stood there, stunned. Did he really just hit me? "Don't be shocked."

Just as I was about to say something there was a knock on the door.

…pov Canada….

After a bit of arguing we all decided on saving Prussia, (mostly because Germany said he'd declare war if they didn't )

"So, what's our plan?" I asked, as I took a piece of gum from my pocket.

Everyone was quiet for a minute or two, as if expecting someone to say something.

"Why's America being so quiet?"

"Yeah… I would expect him to say something by now…" Canada said, looking around the room, till his eyes met an empty seat, "H-He's not here…"

"Oh I guess he slept in."

"No… that doesn't seem right… I wanna check on him…" Canada said, eyeing the door, "C-can I go?"

"Well.. I guess it is about time for a lunch break… while Canada's checking on America. I believe he should still be here, you were the only one who went home after our meeting yesterday."

I nodded and thanked him.

As I ran to my car (well the rental…) Matt and Gillen followed me. I groaned, do I really have to babysit them? "Why are you following me?"

"Because…" Matt lamely answered as he got in the backseat of my car, "come on Gillen!" He beckoned for the albino to follow.

"A-are you sure it's ok?" He asked, putting his head in.

"Yes," Matt said with a smile.

"NO!" I yelled, to no avail, Gillen got in anyways.

…

The drive to the hotel was quiet, and long. "Can you turn on the radio?" Gillen asked like a small child would.

"Sure," I happily put the radio on for him. He kept telling me to change it, and I did, but nothing seemed to please him, so I turned it off.

"We're here," I said, stopping the car and turning to the back, "are you gonna go in or.."

"Go in of course!"

"W-we are?!"

"Yup," Matt said, opening the door.

I sighed, why did I give them a choice? Hopefully America will be in there sleeping… I told them not to have the meeting start so early.

I dragged the two threw the door, and to the front desk.

"Would you like a room sir?" A man asked.

"No thank you, I'm here looking for my brother, Alfred Jones, room 186, did he check out last night?"

"No, he just left a bit ago with two men."

"Ok… thanks…" I headed up to the room anyways, dragging the other two behind me. I had to take the stairs because apparently Gillen has a fear of elevators…. Yknow I was right! Today is better than yesterday!

"I-isnt this 186?" Gillen said, stopping at a room as I dragged Matt a bit more. "Sure…"

"Isn't that A-America's room?"

I stopped and reversed. I passed his room I was so tired/annoyed.

When we got into the room, it was a disaster! Lamp broken, clothes thrown around room, what happened?! Who were those guys?!

"G-Guys.." Gillen picked up a scrap of paper.

"What?!" I snapped at him. He just handed me the paper.

Dear 1ps,

We have kidnapped your America and will give him back in exchange of Matt (Our Canada) and Gillen (Prussia). We will give you till eight in the afternoon tomorrow before we slowly and painfully kill him.

-yours truly

2p Italy and Germany

My fists began shaking out of rage. THIS WAS ALL THEIR FAULT! I began sobbing. My brother was going to be murdered in the worst way possible, because of these two idiots!

"A-are you ok?" Gillen asked, patting my back.

I slapped his hand away and pinned him to a wall by his neck, "DO I LOOK LIKE IT?!"

He shook his head, as a river of tears ran down his pale face. I smiled, seeing him cry was nice. Seeing someone besides me upset and crying was so… refreshing? Was that the word?

"DONT TOUCH HIM!" Matt came over and tackled me to the ground, I tried fighting him, but failed miserably. He grabbed a vase, "I'm sorry, but this is for your own good," he smashed it over my head. The world started to spin, and it got darker, slowly but surely. Gillen's screams of shock and terror sounded so funny. I closed my eyes. Killed by myself huh? That's how I'll go. The perfect ending to the perfect day.