I still don't own Hetalia or Jurassic park, or X-Treme Latin, Thanks to everyone for being so understanding about my Dog, So yeah, thanks and sorry, if it doesn't seem right please let me know and I'll re-write it, I'm really sorry this took so long. (I'm also sorry it took so long to upload, my internet has completely died and the new internet only works on my mum's computer -_-)
Romano, Seborga and Italy watched as the men gathered together, most of them were leaving, they weren't exactly sure why.
Seborga groaned "What the hell made you think of Poland" he grumbled,
Italy pulled a distressed face "Ve, I thought of Germany first, but they know Germany, and then I thought of Japan, but they know him too, then I thought of Big Brother France..."
"Shut up" Romano hissed.
There was a loud yell. "Celerior quam curras festinas!..." (Faster than a speeding chariot) Romano knew that voice
"Valentior quam elephas bellicus punicus..." (More powerful than a Carthaginian war-elephant) but he was dead, he'd been dead for centuries
"Potis anomala verba sine lapsu declinare..." (Able to conjucate irregular verbs without making a single mistake)
"ve...isn't that..."
"ROMANUS EST!" (It's Roman!) Grandpa Rome appeared out of nowhere and tackled one of the men, at which point Finland sprinted into the clearing and punched a man square in the face.
Somewhere in the forest someone screamed. Italy started shaking, "wh, what's going on?".
"C'lm d'wn, w'r' h'r' t' h'lp y'" soothed a voice, unfortunately the voice was attatched to a scary face (or at least that was how they saw him) which was directly next to Romano's.
"AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII II!" Romano Shrieked.
"Ve, Fratello, it's just Sweden" Italy smiled.
Britannia had an arm wrapped around England's shoulder "It's ok, little-un" she said as kindly as she could, she wasn't used to having to deal with England being like this. He'd been furious with her but now he just needed a hug.
"Th, This is all your fault Mum" he murmered
"yeah, yeah, I know, Lovely" she whispered rubbing his arm.
France walked past him and patted his head, Britannia gave him a greatful smile.
France had taken it upon himself to try and look after Canada, like Britannia he had an arm around the younger nation, Seychelles stood the other side of him and was chatting away about how America would be perfectly fine.
They'd had to turn back to try and find the main building so they could then call someone to find America and get them off the island.
Spain dusted off his hands, it had been a while since he'd fought like that, He started to leave, gesturing for Lovi2 to follow him. "AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!" Romano screamed
Spain came to his senses, that's right, Lovi was in trouble. Spain stumbled into the clearing with Lovi2, he froze, he'd been all for giving Romano a hug but now he didn't know what to do.
Sweden finished untying the Three Italian nations, Romano rubbed at his wrists and looked up.
"Th, The hell, Bastard, I thought you were dead!" Romano exclaimed, Spain couldn't think of anything to say, so his mouth decided to sew the first nonsense his mind came to, namely one of the dinosaur jokes in his arsenal.
"Bitch just called you a raptor!"
Romano made a furious strangled noise, that sounded a little bit like a raptor, Spain tried to pull his face into a grin, but somehow his face wasn't working, nor was anything really.
"really Spain, that's the first thing you say, Idiot!" Romano chuckled.
Rome ran to Italy, "Italy!, are you alright?"
Italy grinned "I'm fine"
Seborga looked at Rome "Italy, who is this?" he asked,
Rome looked at the youngest Italian nation, "I am the Roman Empire" Rome announced.
"Seborga " Seborga grinned
"He's Romano and my Grandpa" Italy beamed, Seborga nodded
Rome elbowed Seborga in the ribs "I can be you'r Grandpa too"
Seborga shrugged but smiled.
Prussia and Germania had walked on ahead of everyone else, to scout out where the dinosaurs were, Prussia had missed Germania, he just didn't want to tell him that, but he had the weird feeling that Germania knew.
"How've you been?"
"AWESOME!" Prussia blurted out, that was the same answer he had always given his father (if that's wrong please tell me, this was written without an internet connection so I couldn't check it)Germania chuckled quietly, oh well, if he was going to make a fool of himself at least Germania had found it amusing, Dammit, he was hoping to show him how much he'd grown from being a child so he could be proud of him...oh well, at least he was still awesome.
"Climb that tree and see if you can see anything" Germania commanded, Prussia shrugged and scramled up a tree (-_- trees again, sorry)
Germania followed him shortly afterward.
Sealand watched the screens, it was approaching evening, but everyone else was already asleep,
honestly he was tired too, but he couldn't not watch, he needed to know that everyone was ok, and on the plus side he was able to find out all sorts of weird sleep habits that everyone else had, for example, Wy drew in her sleep, or at other times just moved her hands as though she was, Germany frowned alot and sometimes told people off, mainly Italy. Taiwan kicked and aaccidently caught Japan on the head when she did so, Japan just muttered something in Japanese and rolled away from her. Liechtenstein, Latvia and Greece were all relatively normal sleepers.
Germany grumbled something about Prussia and birds before letting out a loud snore, but at that point Sealand wasn't watching, he was watching the screen, the raptors were watching something off the screen, they dragged something over, the thing was struggling...
Spain was beyond happy to see Romano again, he'd spent days thinking that he was dead, but then it turned out that he was alive...they'd had to deal with a few people in the way, but the important part was that they were alive!. He'd been so happy to see Lovi that he hadn't actually noticed the small Triceratops nosing around his ankles, but now that he'd had a half hour to in Romano's words 'Calm the fuck down' he had begun to notice it.
"Lovi, what's that?"
Romano looked up at him "you should know Bastard, she's your stupid Triceratops"
"but Lovi2's been with me all the time?, who's this one?" he asked, Romano went scarlett
"Romano's been calling her Junior" Seborga answered as he walked past casually.
Spain's eyes lit up "what kind of junior?" maybe he'd named the new triceratops something nice and...
"Bastard junior!" Romano hissed, well, that put an end to that idea.
Scotland and Ireland were still bickering, it was just as well that their mother couldn't see them at that point, because their heads would have almost certainly been smacked together...
"Oh shite!" muttered Ireland
"what?" Scotland grunted
"I just realised it'll be Rugby seaon by the time we get back, Wales is going to be unbearable!"
Scotland groaned, he had no problem with Rugby, what he hated was Wales sending texts to the three of them whenever his rugby team did anything at all, but on the plus side the constant stream of texts would probably annoy England no end, and if there was one thing Scotland approved of, it was people pissing off England, it was one of the reasons he and France got along.
Heading back home was taking longer than France was comfortable with, they needed to send someone to find America...and he was exhausted, all he wanted in the world was to go to sleep, but the current hold up was Prussia and Germania's fault, they hadn't come back yet to let them know if it was safe to continue.
And France couldn't alleviate his boredom in the way he usually would, he could try to annoy England, but it wouldn't feel right, England was upset but not in a way that would make his annoying him a welcome distraction, in fact it would probably earn him a slap.
"What is that?" Prussia asked, he could see something on the floor, he leaned closer but all he could see was some swept back pale hair...huh, sorta looked like West's hair...OHMEINGOTT!
"Is that...Germany?" Germania asked
Prussia wasn't listening, he was already climbing down the tree as fast as he could. Germania grabbed the back of his shirt and hauled him back into the tree, "Don't be a fool, that could be a trap?" Germania scolded.
"A TRAP!," he shrieked in an unusually high voice "They're fucking dinosaurs, what forethought can they have put in to this!"
Germania frowned "I don't know, but that's not Germany"
Prussia looked more closely, the hair was a little off and he was a bit shorter than his little brother ought to be. Suddenly three Raptors burst from the undergrowth...apparently they had a good deal of forethought because they ignored the man who looked a lot like Germany and went straight for the tree in which they had concealed themselves.
Scotland heard a yelp and some yelling, Ireland's head snapped upright. "Is that one of ours?"
Scotland shrugged but ran towards the sound, he stopped at the edge of the trees.
Three raptors had chased some people up a tree, he couldn't recognise anyone from the distance he was at but he caught sight of some short grey hair and some long blonde hair...Christ those Raptors could jump.
Ireland caught up to him "And here's me thinking I was the fastest" he gasped.
Scotland shushed him, Ireland stuck his tongue out before actually realising what was going on.
"Jesus...," Ireland murmered under his breath "What are we going to do"
Scotland did have a plan...sort of...a part of a plan...he just didn't think it would work, at least not without casualties.
Seborga was enjoying having a Granfather, he'd not had one before and he was discovering that he and Rome had a lot in common, namely flirting.
"So she challenged you to a poker game?" Rome chuckled,
"Yeah, I lost." he grinned.
"I take it she went out with you anyway?,"
Seborga didn't say anything he just raised an eyebrow and smirked. "That's my boy" Rome laughed.
Seborga beamed at him.
Sealand could feel his heart going ninety to the dozen in his chest, how could he just sit there when everyone else was out there!. He could see Prussia up a tree surrounded by those raptor things with Germania.
Prussia had once helped him crash a world meeting...then he spotted Scotland and Ireland behind a tree.
"Oi, Sealand, what're you doing?" grumbled Wy somewhere behind him.
"Watching" he replied distractedly.
"Don't do that, you'll only make yourself worried" Wy murmered.
Sealand stared at her "You're not worried?"
Wy shrugged "My brother can handle himself".
Germany sat up "Both of you go to sleep, you may need your energy"
Wy went back to sleep, Sealand looked at Germany, The nation obviously just hated him, must be because of the chaos he and Prussia caused at the meeting.
"Sealand, sleep"
"Someone should keep watch" Sealand retorted, drawing his knees under his chin and folding his arms.
"Fine, I'll do it, but you're going to sleep".
The Raptors were jumping higher than Germania thought they could. He still had a pretty tight grip on Prussia's shirt. They were almost at foot level and they were snapping at him.
He'd had animal problems before, but these things were agile.
"Scotland, SCOTLAND!" Ireland hissed, he could tell his brother was sitting on a plan, his face said it all.
"Hmm?" Scotland responded,
"Plan?, come on, I know you have one" Ireland whispered.
"I don't have a plan" Scotland protested
Ireland raised a doubtful eyebrow, "Yes you do!"
"I have a bit of a plan" Scotland growled.
"Well that's the best we've got".
"SHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHIT !" one of the Raptors had actually managed to bite hold of one of Prussia's shoes. Germania was now using both hands to keep him in the tree.
Tranquilizer guns were all well and good when you could get a clear shot, but the Raptors were too fast...Scotland had enitially thought about shooting them when he first saw the situation, but then he realised that he wouldn't be able to get one.
He'd then tried to thin of a way of making them stay still.
Nope, he had nothing, he could discuss it with Ireland, but he doubted he would know what to do either.
"What's missing?" Ireland asked.
"A way to keep the little Bastards still" Scotland snarled.
Ireland nodded, "How good a shot are you? And how fast?", He'd not seen his brother shoot a gun in years.
"Pretty good"
"Give me a second".
Britannia had a sudden bad feeling, call it magic or mothers intuition, but she had the feeling that at least one of her boys was in danger, Or doing something stupid, probably both.
She looked down at England, he was still upset, she knew she needed to go, but he was sad. She looked around, she needed someone to look after him. "Cymru, look after your brother!" she exclaimed, Wales appeared at her side
"Yeah, I know"
Britannia stood up "It's okay, lovely, I'll be back in a moment"
She stopped next to Hungary and snatched up her frying pan "I'll bring this back." And with that they sprinted off into the undergrowth.
Ireland took a deep breathe and stepped out behind the Raptors, "OIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII I!, COME ON!, STUPID RAPTORS!" he shrieked.
The Raptors stopped what they were doing and rounded on the British Nation.
He backed away from them, Oh shite, where the hell was Scotland!, this was the worst plan he'd ever had in his life...including the time he accidently on purpose tore England's magic cloak.
"EIRE!" Shrieked a voice, only one person had ever called him Eire, and she was dead...oh God, was he dead!. A streak of orange crossed his view and he was tackled to the ground, seconds later there were three gunshots.
"You stupid stupid stupid boy!," Ireland looked up into the furious eyes of his mother...wow, he must be dead. Britannia looked up into the tree "And you two, stop messing around and get your lazy arses down here!"
Well, it had been more than a thousand years, but apparently Mam hadn't changed.
"And what did I tell you two about Woad!, why aren't you wearing any!" yep, definately his Mam.
England sulked, colony or not he still saw America as a little brother. And his Mum had essentially got him killed. He and America may have had their disagreements, but he didn't wish death on him, no matter what he said in the heat of an argument.
"come on, England, he'll be fine, he can swim...can't he?, what kind of nation can't swim?" Wales said softly
"I can't" he grumbled, honestly he didn't know if America could swim...but he knew for certain that he hadn't taught him.
Rome strode over to Romano and Spain, "I forgot to ask, how do you know my Grandson?" Rome enquired.
"Lovi was a Spanish teritory" Spain smiled, Romano elbowed him in the ribs and levelled a glare at him.
Rome stared at Romano "You were a Spanish teritory?"
Romano rolled his eyes "Was, I was a teritory, not anymore"
"Austria gave him to me"
"Shut up!"
"You were an Austrian teritory too!"
"I was a child!, what did you expect me to do! Besides Veneciano was an Austrian teritory too!".
Britannia led the group of her fellow Nations back to the main group. "I can't believe you did that!, it was very brave...BUT THE STUPIDEST THING YOU HAVE EVER DONE!"
Germania tried to calm her down but she shot him a glare that said 'Shut up and let me be a bloody Parent!', he put both hands up to placate her.
Britannia chucked Hungary her pan "I didn't need it"
Hungary caught the pan single handedly "Thanks".
Britannia kept walking and then spotted England with Wales. England looked worse than when she'd left him..."Cymru!, what did you do to him!" she snapped.
"I just told him America could probably swim...then he got all mopey"
Britannia elbowed him out of the way and threw an arm around England.
"It's okay, petal...Dammit Cymru, you know he can't swim!"
Wales ignored her and turned to his other two brothers "Alright you two, what happened"
"Raptors and Mum" Scotland retorted with a grin
"You aren't the one who has bruises from being tackled" Ireland muttered rubbing his back with a pained expression.
The trio started to turn away "Oh no, get back here you three!" Britannia growled,
they trudged back towards their mother, hanging their heads.
"Woad" she muttered pushing a container of blue paint into Scotlands hands.
They'd managed to walk back to the main building before dark. It seemed that they'd managed to do an entire circuit of the island and end up back to the building. Joan led them towards the bungalow...only for them to find a note on the door. Switzerland felt his heart freeze, his little sister wouldn't have moved unless she absalutely had to...so either they weren't safe...or she was attacked...
They cautiously entered the cellar of the main building. Switzerland was immediately tackled to the ground by Liechtenstein. Wow...she'd definately gotten stronger.
Britannia immediately started cooing over Sealand because of his eyebrows.
England was patiently waiting to be able to greet the micronation (reluctantly), but his Grandmother (of sorts) didn't look like she was going to be giving up any time soon...but then she saw Wy "Finally!, A girl!" well, she was the mother of four boys.
Prussia was telling Germany about how awesomely he had dealt with everything, with Germany and Germania nodding but not really listening.
China was thrilled to see his younger siblings until Korea managed to ruin it with a grope.
...They were still missing a few people, but they were getting there.
