I apologize to the anon reader who thought France was a rapist. It was not my intention to portray him that way. I ship romantic!FrUk so very much.

Advanced warning for Romano's language. He's grumpy cuz he can't be with Spain or N. Italy. What a cutie.
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"Underground but gets around, eh?" Canada pondered, ignoring Liechtenstein's question.

"I know," Russia offered helpfully. "It's an earthworm."

"Where the hell would we find an earthworm in the dead of winter?" Romano shot down Russia's idea. Russia's returning smile was one that suggested winter wouldn't be the only thing dead this season.

"R-right, let's think of s-something else," Canada continued warily.

Liechtenstein tugged on Canada's sleeve. "In Brother's country, there's a big train that goes under a mountain. Could it be that?"

"The Gotthard Base Tunnel? That's a little far to go for a scavenger hunt," Canada smiled apologetically. "Still..." he turned to Romano. "What kind of public transportation do you have around here?"

"How should I know? Bastard," Romano crossed his arms.

Russia's lead pipe emerged from his heavy cloak. "Let's be cooperative, da?" his smile could have frightened the Joker, not to mention the way he toyed with the pipe in his hands.

Romano gulped. He had a vicious bark, but he was still an Italian. "There's a tourist bus stop and a metro station not more than a block from here," he said.

"Perfect!" Canada exclaimed quietly. Russia put away his pipe and the four exited the meeting room, led by a skipping Liechtenstein.

As the teams dispersed, an air of competition set in. Once they got outside, an air of ohgodit'scold replaced it. Liechtenstein and Romano were more susceptible to the chill than the other two nations, who were part of the arctic circle. Russia offered Liechtenstein some vodka to warm her up, but Canada deemed that inappropriate, even if she technically was over the drinking age.

"It's not about morals as much as what Switzerland would do to us," Canada explained. Russia took a swig for himself and put the bottle away.

"Where yah off to?" A previously unnoticed follower asked.

"America!" Canada flailed a bit. "Don't sneak up on me like that!"

"You be tripping, I've been here forever," America fell into step with the group.

"Spy," Russia muttered under his breath.

"I heard that," America stuck out his tongue childishly.

Even though Canada didn't want America to go, he couldn't say he wanted him there either. "Shouldn't you be getting back to your group?" he suggested.

"Nah," America shrugged.

"You'll set a bad example," Canada told him. "Belarus might come over to find her sibling, too-"

"You should go," said Russia immediately.

America pointed an accusing finger at Russia. "You just want to monopolize by bro!"

Russia didn't flinch. "Maybe if you weren't so obsessed with burgers you'd see that he doesn't want you here, da?"

"It's weird for you to disrespect burgers, Mr. Largest Country," America shot back.

"That's not what the obesity rates say," Russia reminded him.

"That's what health care is for!"

"Shut up, America!" Canada snapped. The bickering nations looked at him in surprise. "This is suppose to get rid of the fighting! Disrespecting the rules and my teammates is very immature of you. Go back to your team and play the goddamn game!"

There was a moment of stillness; everyone held their breath at the outburst of the usually soft-spoken nation. America blinked in surprise. "If... if that's how you feel..." He staggered away a few paces. He looked absolutely lost.

Romano rolled his eyes. "What the hell is with this drama?"

America recovered quickly. "I'm going to beat your team so hard!" he proclaimed. "My whole team will! Just wait, I don't need you and your brand new benz, or you bouchée friends!" With that, he took off down the street, back to the three mismatched nations who hadn't missed him at all.

Canada was flustered. "Did he just... quote Ke$ha at me?"

Romano grinned. "Or tried to, at least."

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure a bouchée is a pastry," Canada agreed. "Props for using French, though."

Can I just say that auto suggest is the best invention of mankind? It spells Liechtenstein for me!