This chapter has little to do with the actual plot, but it takes a break from everything. Watch out, Baltics! She-who-must-not-be-named is coming!
Note- From now on, I will change my foreign language translation policy. Now, rather than putting the translations at the end of the chapter, now I'm putting them right at the end of the sentence in parenthesis. It's more convenient this way. Assume that in whatever country they are, they speak the national language.
IMPORTANT! I don't know very much about what is going on in the world right now, so what I say is likely to be highly inaccurate. OC alert! I just needed Mexico for a bit.
Side note- I broke another promise. I will ship some SuFin and Austria/Hungary, but in name only. Love is only a driving force here.
Another broken promise! I have more than just the Allies, Axis, Sealand and Spain now.
Chapter 25 (Latvia POV)
When Mr. Russia vanished, me and the other Baltics breathed freely for the first time since the Soviet Union disbanded. Even if the Russian government was still here, at least he's not banging on the door, threatening us. But then again…
"Where is big brother?" Belarus screeched in Russian. "Where is he? You're hiding him from me! Tell me NOW!"
"C-Calm down-" Lithuania, the only one who could stand to go near her tried to comfort her- In Russian, as usual. It was the only language that Belarus actually wanted to hear.
"YOU KNOW WHERE HE IS!" she shouted. If I wasn't frightened to death of her and her knife, and was typing something somewhere far away, like a warm room writing fanfiction, I'd say that she doesn't have much of a grip on reality. But I wasn't, and I was instead trembling in fear as she waved her razor-sharp knife around. "TELL ME!"
She grabbed Estonia by the collar- Oh no, that's his actual neck! Her fingers dug into his skin like a- a-
"He- he's- Mr. Russia is-" I blurted out without thinking. What have I done?
Belarus released her grip on Estonia, but I was too afraid to care. "You know where he is?" she said, her voice dangerously calm.
"H-he's-" Where did he go, again? Last time I saw him-
"If you won't tell me, DIE!" she slashed at me with her knife, and-
"YAAAAA!" All of a sudden, the ground vanished! I was falling! "YAAAA-"
CRASH!
The last thing I heard was Estonia screaming "Lätiiiiiiiii!" (A/N Läti is Latvia, in Estonian.)
Meanwhile, in Sweden (Finland POV)…
Sweden went out searching for Sealand, and I'm starting to get worried. I mean, we weren't that frightened when he left, since he always shows up every time there's a meeting, but now…
"We h'vn't seen h'm f'r two weeks," Sweden had said before leaving. "'m going t' look f'r h'm at 'ngl'nd's house. He h'sn't been anw'r'ng m' c'lls at 'll,"
Well, to be honest, I didn't think that Sealand would really go back to England's house, but you never know with that guy.
Sweden can be kind of reckless sometimes, you know what I mean? So I followed him all the way to Göteborg [1] with Hanatamago, just to make sure that nothing bad would happen… Okay, I admit it; I was scared being on my own! More scared than being with Sweden…
When we got to the port, Sweden turned around and saw me! "Hello,"
"YAAA!" I guess that you already know who screamed that.
"You f'll'w'd me h're?"
GYAH! He found me out! He put his hand on my shoulder. "W'll, you'r m' w'fe. C'm' w'th me,"
Well, it could have been worse. Sweden paid for the tickets to go to London, where Mr. England lived. Before we boarded, I went to call Estonia, but he didn't answer. I hope that Ms. Belarus didn't get to him…
"Hello," Sweden said grimly to someone on the phone.
"GYAAAHH!" the person on the other end of the line screamed.
"I w'nt'd t' kn'w 'f you s'w Seal'nd," he said in English "Oh? Is th't r'ght? Th'nk you," he hung up.
"'ngl'nd's m'ss'ng,"
England's missing? This was bad! "Who was that?"
"W'l's," he replied. Wales… he's England's brother, who lives west of him. "'ll ask if any'ne els' 's m'ss'ng,"
I got through to Estonia, and I told him that I'd call him back when we got to Mr. England's house. I picked up Hanatamago, and boarded the ship with Sweden.
"Hold on, you," one of the people who worked on the boat stopped me. "You can't bring your dog on board,"
"Oh, sorry," I let Hamatamago down. "I'm sorry," I told him in Finnish, "But I think that you might have to go home on your own,"
"I can't let you do that. That'll just make the stray population worse. Give it to me, NOW,"
"Um… Er…" I really thought that he would break Hanatomago's neck if I gave him to this guy, but it's not like I could stand up to him… He's kind of scary.
"Shut up, you-" he lunged for Hanatamago, but luckily, Sweden showed up!
"'s th'r' a pr'bl'm?" he asked, giving him the same face that got him Estonia and Latvia.
This guy's reaction was just like mine when I first ran away with Mr. Sweden. Sometimes, I'm glad I ran away from Mr. Denmark…
"Um… n-no, sir," he said. He left.
"Ar' you alr'ght?" he asked.
"Y-yes!" I said quickly.
"Th't is good," he said. Even if I was his wife, he's still kind of creepy!
A few minutes earlier, in Mexico (Mexico POV)
I sighed. It was strange being the biggest one on the continent now that U.S. and Canada were gone. Well, might as well prank call Belarus.
"Hello? I know where your brother is…"
Back in Russia… (Estonia POV)
"Lätiiiiiiiii!" I yelled as Latvia hit the ground.
Ringringring. Belarus's phone was ringing. I have no idea who would even want to call her besides Lithuania (who was right here) and Ukraine (who was right outside the window, across the border and busy farming). "Привет," she said, which was Russian for 'Hello'. "Что? Вы знаете, где он? Скажи мне сейчас! Я иду к тебе, старший брат!" (What? You know where he is? Tell me now! I am coming for you, older brother!). She sprinted out.
I let out a sigh of relief. Ringringring… Wait a second, that's my phone! "Tere?" I asked. (Estonian for Hello).
"Estonia!" Finland cried from the other end in Finnish. "Sealand's missing, and so is Mr. England!"
"They are?" How was that possible? I could see Sealand going missing, but England? "How did you find out?"
"Sweden asked Wales where Sealand was, and he said that England's missing, too!"
"Okay, okay- by the way, Mr. Russia's missing, too!"
"He is? Oh man, Ms. Belarus must have been horrible!"
"Sh-she was…" I stuttered. "M-my neck…"
A ship's horn blew on Finland's end. "I'm sorry, the ship leaves in five minutes! I'll call you once I get to Mr. England's house!"
"Okay, I have to get Latvia to the emergency room!"
"What?"
"Never mind, bye!"
I turned to Lithuania. "Bad news! England and Sealand have gone missing!"
"What? I have to call Poland right away!"
Meanwhile, in Poland (Poland POV)
"I wonder how the Italy brothers are doing." I said aloud. "Wherever they are, they've gotta be with Germany. Or Spain. I mean, they're, like, totally joined to the hip. Maybe I'll call them,"
"Beep Beep. The number you have called is unavailable. Please-"
Ringringringringring. Caller ID- Liet. "Hey, Liet, how's it going?" I said in Polish.
"Bad news! Mr. Russia, England, and Sealand have gone missing!" he said frantically.
"Yeah, I just called Italy, and he, like, wasn't there. He must have totally dropped his phone in a lake or the ocean or something,"
"B-but Italy might be missing, too!"
"Well, Liet, I can just ask Germany," I hung up on Liet and dialed Germany's number.
"Beep. Beep. The number you have-"
I dialed Liet as quickly as I could. "Liet! OMG! I can't call Germany!"
"I- Germany's gone missing, too? Estonia! Germany's missing! Estonia?" he sighed. "I'll call you back later, Estonia just called 112 (the Russian equivalent of 911), and I'm the only one with a Russian driver's license! Bye!"
The line went dead. Time to make a few more calls…
Later, in a Russian hospital… (Lithuania POV)
"…luckily, none of his vitals were injured in the fall. His back appears to have been scraped badly in the fall, but they have healed at a remarkable pace. All in all, he's lucky to be alive," the doctor concluded.
I let out a sigh of relief. But this was nothing, compared to what Mr. Russia did to him. Daily. That's where the scars came from [2] "However," I held my breath- "We have detected an abnormality in his liver. It appears that it has been exposed to a large quantity of alcohol,"
Oh no, he's figured out Latvia's underage drinking [3]!
"So large, that if he was to drink enough for an adult male to pass out every night, he would have to be drinking every day for at least twenty years. Now how old is he?"
"F-fifteen, sir," Estonia said. The doctor didn't believe him, but stalked off muttering something about vodka and potatoes. "Shouldn't you call Poland?" he asked in Estonian.
"Oh, right," I pressed the speed dial button, "Hello?"
"Liet! I just called Seaborga, and he said that he hasn't seen Italy or Romano in two weeks!"
"What?"
"Portugal said that Spain didn't-"
"Hold on, Spain's missing, too?"
"Yeah! You know, we should, like, get everyone together and find out what happened. We could, like, meet at England's house, since Finland and Sweden are already there. Bye!"
"Wait, Pol-" BEEP! He hung up. Not again…
I turned to Estonia. "Poland wants us to go to England's house for a meeting. Can you send a message to all the countries in the world?"
He nodded. "Just countries, or micronations, too?"
"And the micronations," I confirmed. I had a bad feeling about this…
Later, in Iggy's house (his actual house, not his land) (Latvia POV)
As soon as I woke up, Estonia told me that we had to go to Mr. England's house because of Poland. "Thanks for saving me from Belarus," he had said, "but now we have to have another world meeting at England's house,"
"But why?"
"Because of Poland," Lithuania sighed.
So now all of us are in Mr. England's house along with all of the other nations. And wow, it was crowded! "Poland's always been like this," Lithuania muttered.
"I wonder why he didn't just ask everyone who's missing," Estonia said. "It would have been a lot easier now that we have computers and e-mail,"
"Y-you're right," I trembled. "That way Mr. Sweden wouldn't be here…"
As soon as I said it, Mr. Sweden turned around with Mr. Finland, and glared at us! "H'llo,"
All three of us began trembling at the same time. "M-Mr. Sweden!" Lithuania stuttered.
Holy Martin Luther is he scary! "You d'n't h've t' c'll me th't," he grunted. "M' w'fe st'pp'd c'll'ng me th't a l'ng t'me ago,"
"F-Finland d-did?" Estonia asked. If I had to pick who was more intimidating between Mr. Sweden and Mr. Russia, Mr. Sweden would win. But I was still more afraid of Mr. Russia… my cervical vertebrae hurt just thinking about it!
Mr. Sweden nodded and put an arm around Mr. Finland. How could he stand it? Why didn't he run away- Oh yeah, he couldn't because Mr. Sweden slept with his arm around him the whole night.
"Y-yeah… you know how long it's been since I ran away from Mr. Denmark's house?"
Me and Lithuania snuck off while they were distracted. Luckily, there was enough going on for us to get away unnoticed. Many of the nations who were once a part of the British Empire were tearing up the Union Jack that was hanging up on one of the walls.
"Hey, I found Spain!" Poland yelled, pulling an indignant brunette by the arm. "He's not gone-"
"I'm Portugal!" he jerked his arm back.
"Oh, sorry. Hello, Australia,"
"I'm New Zealand!"
"Hold on, hi Scotland!" he turned around and waved.
"I'm Ireland!" he shouted back, but Poland ignored him.
"Sorry for mistaking you for Australia," he said when he turned back around.
"What are you talking about, mate? I'm Australia!"
"And I'm Scotland, not him!"
This could be a long night, I thought.
"Okay, so we should like, totally take attendance!" Poland stood on one of Mr. England's chairs and shouted over the commotion in Polish "Afghanistan?"
"Here!"
"Albania?"
"Here!"
Taiwan raised her hand. "Um, excuse me, but I thought that Abkhazia was first on the list!"
"No, I'm like, totally sure that-"
Now Korea raised his hand. "Ghana should be first, da-ze~"
"No, it should be- [4]"
BLAM! BLAM! Switzerland shot two bullets into the air, immediately silencing everyone. "Okay, I'm only going to say this once! We are going to speak one language here and one language only! Now we're going to vote on this! Who wants German?"
Naturally, everyone except for Liechtenstein was afraid of Switzerland and his guns, so we all raised our hands. So now we held the entire meeting in German. I hated speaking German, though. It was like being occupied all over again [5].
"Okay, Republik Zypern!" Poland called the last name on the list in German, which would have been 'Cyprus' in English.
"Here!"
"So, now we know who's missing! It's England, Germany, both of the Italy brothers, France, Japan, the U.S., Canada, China, Spain, Austria, Sealand, Russia, and Prussia!"
At least two hundred nations and micronations all glared at one person at once. I could feel their single, united thought: You brought us here for that?
"Okay, so, bye!" Poland hopped of the chair.
"Um, Poland?" Lithuania slid over to him. "I think that you should go now,"
"What for?" he asked, oblivious.
"You kind of…" he subtly indicated to the increasingly heavily armed crowd.
Poland turned around, slowly… "Oh, do widzenia !" (Polish for Goodbye)
He ran off, chased by an angry mob of gun-bearing nations.
"So, how are we going to clean up now?" Estonia said.
Meanwhile, in England's empty basement…
"Are you sure about this?" Norway asked.
A figure nodded. "I have to do this. It's for him, after all,"
"Okay then," he chalked two tablets with different sets of runes. "This one is to go to his side, but there might be some side effects. The other one is to return home, but it might not work. But don't worry; England can still use magic from there. I checked,"
The figure picked up the tablets. "I just press this, right?"
"No, wait-"
FOOM! And the person was gone.
[1] It's a port city in Sweden.
[2] Latvia's scars- in one strip, Lithuania's back is shown to be badly scarred. Since Latvia is the unluckiest of the Baltics, his should have been worse. The doctor mistakes the scars for the ones that came from falling out of the window.
[3] Latvia drinks a lot of alcohol, according to the wiki.
[4] The nations arguing over what country comes first is a language discrepancy. Since the alphabet for all of the nations vary, 'alphabetical order' can be very difficult…
[5] I can't explain this; I never learned it in school! I think that that's what happened…
Who knew that having them out of the universe would have such an impact? Who is that person at the end of the chapter? And what about Austria?