Chapter 25 , Meeting Ichabod

London had woken up before dawn, and had some food ready to be eaten the following . He later woke up England since he had absolutely no idea how to fry bacon. Quite ironic as he could fry steak, but not bacon. Which led to the quiet chuckle of England; London heard, but didn't comment on it.

"So brother, with my guestimation we're only a few minutes away from Sleepy Hallow so I'm guessing we can go by horseback the rest of the way," said William, drawing numbers in the air after he set the dinning area. He then sat in the floor and drew a few symbols on the dirt. The symbols glowed a darkish emerald green, the ground began emitting a small tune as it glowed.

"The seven seas are like my back yard, romance and plundering. I manage holiday houses in India and Hong-Kong. Fuu~ Tea is the delicious!*~" he started singing randomly as he waited for...something, to happen.

As Will was waiting, England added to the song, "I'll keep going in a gentleman-like fashion! Being smart is important! I'll show you composure, from the cradle to the grave!"

"There are things I believe in! Fairies, curses, ghosts, magic. My sarcasm is in good taste. Laugh, laugh, go forward!"

All of sudden, a wine of about 12 horses (he spent nearly 7 human lifetimes talking to things much quieter, i'm pretty he could tell.) sounded through the land. Bringing the twins to halt their antics. A stallion walked it's way over from behind the nearby bushes, neighing as it approached William. It's fur and mane was black as night, it's dark brown eyes cautious of it's surroundings. Near it's back, black wings erupted from it's back as it nuzzled William. William smiled fondly at the male horse,

"Hello Fang, old friend".

Just behind the stallion was a pure white horse, with a pointed twirl near the top of it's head. It slowly walked it's way toward England's shoulder, nuzzling it softly. England patted the horse fondly,

"Morning Castellian". He flipped the bacon toward the side, one by one emptying the magical frying pan of the delicious sizzling bacon. Yeah, the frying pan was magical, cause the thing was glowing and it wasn't cooking the food over a stove or a campfire. Then again, it would explain how he didn't burn the food.

London hummed as he prepared to wake up the other countries.

"What to do, what to do," he said under his breath. From experience, most of the countries are light sleepers with all the wars and close assassinations that happened, but England had casted a pretty powerful spell to make them fall asleep last night. He shrugged and just decided to pour water on them. Classics never fail, or fail to amaze.

"Aqua," he said snapping his fingers. Droplets of water slowly began to accumulate in the air.

"Doing Alchemy brother?" asked Arthur, stopping beside him as he watched the droplets of water slowly grow by each passing minute.

"Pretty much," said London shrugging as he continued to concentrate on keeping the water droplets afloat. The droplets began to join together, growing into the size of a fairly large puddle, roughly the size of the other countries camp. Alchemy was in other words, completely equivalent exchange. London basically cheated, so instead of using his own private source of magical energy, he just changed the evaporated water around them into it's solid form. Loop holes, gotta love them. So basically the only magic he is using is just to keep the water afloat, and that hardly took anything.

England brought out a black umbrella for what was to come as the puddle stopped growing bigger. Then London took that as a sign.

To let the entire puddle to drop on the countries tent.

There was a lot of cursing after that, and the two brothers just walked away, completely dry.

A few minutes later:

England and London were munching on scones as the other countries were eating the bacon, rice for China and Aki, bread, chicken alfredo for the Italian brothers, wurst for Germany and Prussia, salad for those who didn't feel like eating meat, a tomato for Spain and Romano and a big mac for America. Cause we all know he would be complaining like no tomorrow. Which they had some how made it fit into a freaking 6 inches in width and height lunch bag. Magic. Though I believe Aki was carrying around some corn beef.

"I still cant believe that's how you woke us up aru!" complained China, although, he was grateful for the rice.

"Arthur casted a spell on us last night to make us fall asleep, no matter what. We would have still been asleep if we we're just woken up the regular way," said Aki shrugging. Eating his rice and corn beef.

"Besides," he added, "If you want to get dry, just ask Trick".

"Why's that dude?" asked America curiously. Aki rolled his eyes,

"Notice that she's the only one that is already dry dumb arse. Hello? S. I. R. E. N.? Powers over water? Ring a bell?"

She just sat there eating the bread and some of the bacon as she nodded, touching Aki's shoulder. Making him instantly dry.

"Bastards," hissed Romano at London after he got dry. Will shrugged as he began packing up the entire camp in less than 6 minutes. The black pegasus coming up before him. 10 more horses followed, each going to their assigned countries. England patted his unicorn as he got on. Aki got a horse, that was made completely out of shadows. Trick got one that was literally made up of water. The rest got a mix of pegasi and unicorns which varied in colors.

A few more hours of fast galloping later (according to London it would have taken days) they came to a stop at a what looked like a regular, 21st century, town. A lady and a man who looked like he still had Victorian style clothing and a prominent way of speaking that hasn't been heard of in nearly a hundred years.

"You sirs are supposed to be dead," he said. Will rolled his eyes as he got off the pegasus, Arthur closely following behind him. Arthur went first and said,

"So are you, Ichabod".

A/n: Well there ye go, chapter 25. I own nothing but Will, the story line, and Aki. Trick own her self. By the way, pegasi if you didn't know is the plural name for Pegasus. Please review, or follow or fave if you haven't done so. Good day/night!

*Song is obviously the 'Absolutely Invincible British Gentleman' and I had it on repeat when I was typing this, so yeah.