Author's Note: Hey everyone what does it mean when two nations are in a bar for jkgberkglbglkdj. and i have no idea what happened to some characters or where i was going with them but i will finish this goddamn story even if it fucking kills me. i am sticking to the original ending at least.

Japan's POV

They went to where Germany told them to meet up. "Weird. There's no cars here and there's a tripwire set up for an obvious trap. OOPS!" Allen tripped over a wire and a shotgun was shot. Japan pushed him out of the way and got blasted in the arm.

"Be careful!" He hissed.

"Oh shit, you took a bullet for me!" Allen gasped, genuinely shocked.

"Fuck!" Viktor yelled from somewhere. "ATTACK!"

Germany and Prussia emerged from the nearby shadows, snapping their fingers and performing a synchronized dance.

"Get them!" Allen yelled.

"Wait." America stopped him. "Let them finish."

The dance finished.

"Surrender yourselves or else." Germany said, pulling his gun out and pointing it at Japan.

"Hey, watch it!" Allen stood in front of him.

"You'll die if he shoots, dumbass!" Japan yelled at him.

"Oh, right." Allen jumped behind him.

"Well, well, well. Look at this. Three of my targets here already. Where is the cunt version of you?" Viktor hissed.

"Went back to where she came." Japan responded, hand on his wound.

"Whatever, three out of four is good enough." Viktor pulled his pipe out. Before anything else happened, however, there was a loud KACHING and Viktor fell over, with an axe in the back of his head. Spain stood behind him, hands on his hips.

"I am getting sick of these alternate fuckers. The story got a bit crowded there for a while, no?" Spain ripped his axe out of the body.

"Yeah. Once you guys leave, it will be about us again. As it should have been from the beginning." Allen nodded.

"Welp. I'll leave you guys to it. Adios." Spain took Romano and walked off. Italy followed.

Germany and Prussia lowered their weapons. "That's embarrassing." Germany said. "I was fully prepared to kill you." He said to Allen.

"The things you do for love, huh?" Allen slapped him on the shoulder.

"Don't touch me." Germany turned and left.

"I'm awesome!" Prussia screamed as a last huzzah and then ran off to where ever the others went.

"I think that was the last plot thing. We really are what's left." Allen said.

"Yay!" America hugged Allen and they jumped up and down with victory.

"No, Allen is still here!" Japan hissed.

"You took a bullet for me, dude. I would have thought-"

"It was to be polite. You need to go back home." Japan said.

"But-"

Japan turned away from him.

"It's okay." America said to Allen. "We can visit you."

"No, we can't! No, we can't!" Japan repeated, as if he were a character on It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia. "Alice is closing the portal once and for all when you go through it."

"Nah, she isn't. Not unless I let her." Some voice chuckled evilly from behind them.

The three nations gasped and looked at the source.

There, standing above Viktor's body, was...

Flavio. A mischievous smile on his face. "That's not how my name is spelled~!" He sang.

"Oh no." Allen said. "No way, no goddamn way!"

"Come on, who do you think made those portals in the first place?" He asked.

"What? Why on earth would you do that?" Japan asked.

"There goes our farewell threesome." Allen grumbled. America nodded.

"For the drama of it all!" Flavi laughed loudly and then flashed a quick pose before tossing Luciano's body at their feet. "Plus I was sick of him. He ain't no fucking leader. I am! I should be."

"What's with these 'I should be leader instead' complexes you guys have?" Japan asked Allen, who only shrugged in response.

"Now. You guys will die." Flavi said.

"Um. That's kinda awkward, you and I permanently die in this world." Allen said. "I hate to have to be the one to break that to you."

Flavi blinked and looked around. "Obviously I'm aware of that? Why the fuck else did I cause all this?"

Allen was suddenly facing the other way. "Oh, what?" He turned back around. "What happened?"

Flavi's eye twitched but his smile never wavered. "Have you guys noticed how hard it was to kill Viktor here?" Flavio asked, changing the subject.

Silence.

"Oh wait, you were actually asking us. Um. Yeah, I guess." Allen said, looking to Japan and America who nodded.

"Because I made him that way. He was my sleeper agent. And now, I will make you guys fight him, one last time!"

"He's kinda dead now." America shrugged.

"Fucking idiot doesn't know what the reanimation jutsu is." Flavio hissed. Japan gasped.

"The reani-who-now?" America said.

Flavio made furious handsigns and then smacked the ground, Viktor suddenly shaking back to life.

"He is so powerful that he didn't even have to do it the way they actually do it in the anime to make it work!" Japan pulled his katana from literally nowhere.

"Alright, let's do this." America sighed, raising his fists up. He was going to fight with his bare hands.

Allen pulled his iconic Negan bat out. Been a while since I wrote that bitch in, I think.

"I'm going to kill you fuckers!" Viktor screeched when he was standing up again.

"Go get 'em, tiger." Flavi slapped his ass. "I got some business to take care of elsewhere real quick." He turned and walked through a portal that had appeared, which you could clearly see Disneyland in, and then disappeared once he walked through it.

"I'm a little scared, truth be told." Allen said, backing up to stand behind America and Japan.

"Then stay back there." Japan said.

"Ok." Allen said. "Don't have to fucking tell me twice."

"This is for destroying my hot spring." Japan hissed before swinging his katana at Viktor, who only caught it with one hand and crushed it. The pieces fell on the floor and Japan stepped back, staring in horror. "What are you?" He gasped.

"Your worst nightmare." Viktor hissed, his scarf coming to life and moving around like tentacles behind him.

"S-Slenderman." America whimpered.

"Not this again!" Allen slapped him.

Viktor's scarf wrapped itself around Japan, trapping his arms against his sides. He then punched the other nation in the face extremely hard. Because of the scarf holding him in place and preventing him from falling or shielding the blow, Japan's nose ended up breaking and blood began to seep out of it and over his mouth in red waterfalls.

"Don't just stand there!" Allen shoved America before running behind Viktor and smashing his bat against the fucker's head but his bat only shattered to pieces. "What is this?!" He cried, falling to his knees.

"I-I-I don't-" America was frozen.

Viktor's hands wrapped around Japan's throat and he began to choke him.

"My bat, my precious bat!" Allen sobbed. "LUCILLE!"

"Time to be a hero." America muttered, rolling his sleeves up. Before he did anything, however, Japan's foot shot up and landed a direct hit into Viktor's dick. He screamed loudly, his scarf retaliating. He stumbled back, tripping over Allen and landing hard on his back.

"Hey, asshole, I'm mourning!" Allen punched him in the dick while he was down for good measure.

"Okay. His penis is his weak spot." America said.

"That's kinda gay." Allen said, getting up.

"So what?" Japan brought a shaky hand to his nose, wiping the blood away as gently as he could without touching his nose.

"Jeez, you just can't get a break, can you?" America whistled.

Allen ripped a thick branch off a tree nearby and stabbed it into Viktor's crotch, killing the nation once and for all. He then ran over to Japan and gently cupped the side of his face.

"I'm fine." Japan slapped his hand away.

"I just needed to see you one last time, before I have to go." Allen sighed. "The entrance is right over there." He said, pointing to the laundromat in the distance.

"I thought that was closed?" America said. Shh, it is designed to go away once Allen walks through it. I, the author, whispered seductively into his ear.

"As disgusting and awful as your actions were, I will say that some of this was fun." Japan said. He kissed the side of Allen's mouth quickly before pointing to the building, signaling for him to leave at this moment.

"Stay golden, pony boy." Allen smiled, his face turning a little red before he began to leave.

As he disappeared, America crossed his arms. "I can't believe it's over."

"Me neither." Japan said. His voice cracked a little and he quickly wiped his eyes.

"Come on, dude, that's so lame. This guy kidnapped you."

"I know. I just-" Japan was pissed that I was doing this to him.

"Let's just go home. Want to chill at my place for a while? You've been through a lot." America asked. Japan only nodded.

The two went home.

Unknown POV

"Okay. Now it is time." The guy, Oliver, said.

"About damn time." Francois sighed. "So what exactly is our game plan?"

"We're going to kill everyone." Oliver chuckled. "Choose who you want to fight who."

"Um. Kuro and Japan might be interesting. Allen and America, England and you of course, me and Japan-"

"I predict Allen and America team up and help Japan." Oliver said.

"You're so on." Francois shook his hand.