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Epilogue

Arthur growled and smacked Alfred's leg with a shovel. The American laughed as he chewed his absurd hamburger. The Frenchman was looking at some mini mirror that was in his wallet and Ivan stood behind him smiling innocently. The Brit jabbed Alfred's stomach, making the Yankee choke. As the annoying blonde was choking, the bushy eyebrow man began to speak.

"Alright you bloody frogs. We have 25 minutes to get Yao."

Ivan and Francis nodded and the three of them began to dig. Alfred stood up and spit out his food. He glared at the green eyed man, but he let it go because he began to finish his hamburger. Once he was done with his little snack, the blonde began to help dig. After a while, the men finally reached Yao's casket.

"ALRIGHTTT!" Alfred cheered as he threw his shovel behind him.

Francis and Arthur began to pick up the white casket. They placed the box onto the grassy ground. Francis smiled and called over Ivan, who had a jack. The Russian man laughed and began to use the took to pry open the white thing. Once he removed it, they saw Yao there laying peacefully.

"Look at him..." Francis said, "It looks like he's sleeping."

Ivan nodded in agreement, "Da."

Arthur sighed impatiently and told his American friend to do something. Alfred nodded excitedly and stood on top of the casket that was covering the lower half of the Chinese's body. Alfred placed his hands on his hips and began to jump on the box. As he did that he began to chant.

"YAO! YAO! YAO! YAO~!" He chanted happily, "COME ON~! LET'S GO! LET'S GO!"

Yao laid there still not moving. Alfred frowned at this and got off. He looked at the others and shrugged. Arthur looked over at Francis and smirked. The long haired French smirked as well and walked up to the lifeless body of Yao Wang.

"Oi oi!" He whispered in his ear, "Meimei's naked..."

Suddenly, Yao's eyes opened. He quickly sat up, but he collided heads with Francis, who was still leaning over him. The two men groaned in pain. Ivan and Alfred laughed at their antics. Arthur chuckled slightly and shoved Francis to the side, who was still grunting from the sudden pain. The Brit helped Yao get out of the box and onto the dirt ground.

Yao stood up and stretched. He fixed his nice ol' suit and grinned at his friends. Arthur laughed and patted the short man's back. He grinned happily and exclaimed, "Bout time, you bugger! For a minute I there you were legitimately dead!"

The Chinese man pretended to act bashful and said back, "Awww! Arthur is gonna miss Wang aru?"

Yao chuckled and turned around and saw the stone that had his name written on it.

Here lies Yao Wang

A great father, brother, and lover.

The long haired man softly smiled at this, but he began to drift his attention back to Arthur as he heard the blonde talk more about unimportant things. The two men laughed and joked, but stopped when they saw Ivan smiling patiently. Yao gave Ivan a bro hug and asked him what's next on their list of plans. Ivan laughed and replied, "Ahh...I have to check first, da. But first let's get something to eat."

The five men began to walk away from the dug up casket and grave.

Alfred grinned and rubbed his tummy, "Good! I am starving, dude!"

Francis chuckled and said, "But you just ate a burger."

"Yeah you idiot." Arthur growled, "I don't want to waste money on a pig like you!"

Ivan smiled behind his scarf and commented, "There's nothing wrong with eating too much."

"Aiyaaah. Let's just eat aru. I'm hungry." Yao said with a smile.

Alfred looked over at Yao and asked, "Hey buddy! What was it like to be unconscious for like hours?"

Yao shrugged and replied, "It's just dark, Alfred."

The American did an 'oh' look and asked, "I forgot...How are you alive again?

Arthur growled in annoyance and answered for the risen man, "That German or Prussian...Or whatever he is, made this liquid that temporarily shuts down the body for a certain amount of time, you git."

Francis nodded and continued for the Brit, "Yeah. The North Korean...Uhm Kyung Soo, I think. Yeah Kyung! Anyway... Kyung Soo dressed up as a doctor and replaced the pioson with the green liquid thing."

The Yankee frowned and commented, "Sounds to complicated, dudes."

"It is aru." Yao agreed, "Though I'm glad we went through this."

"Da."

"Speaking of missions..." Yao began to say and turned to face the Russian, "Where's my 60 grand aru?"

Ivan laughed in a hearty manner and ruffled the short man's hair, "Let's go to the bank."

A/N; Yeah i had time to write a short epilogue. Sooooooo its finally done huh? Thats good. I'm thinking of writing a sequel to CtM, but I'm still thinking of a plot and stuff.

Thanks for the reviews everyone it means a lot and stuff. I might fix some small mistakes later on in life, when i get really bored.