"Did the plan succeed?" Japan asked as three more countries joined him in the hall.

"Da," Russia said. "America and Canada are still in the room down the hall, correct?"

France shrugged. "I dunno. We haven't seen them leave if that's what you're asking."

"Good. England and Japan are going to help me make America miserable." Russia grabbed them and started dragging them to the other room, so there wasn't much that they could do in protest.

Inside, America was scarfing popcorn with Canada barely visible beside him. On the widescreen TV in front of them was an old Disney movie. "Hey dudes. Glasses told me about American history! It was awesome! I can't believe that I did any of it, but it still didn't help the ol' noggin, so we started watching some American movies. They're amaz-"

"Stop talking or I will kill you~" Russia sang. He shoved Britain between him and the American. "Now punch Britain in the face."

"What!?" Britain exclaimed.

America handed Canada the popcorn and stood up. "No way dude. He seems nice enough. I would never-"

"You have no memory of what you would or wouldn't do," Russia said. "This is the American revolution. He is your father figure. Punch him."

"I told you about it, eh," Canada said. "After Britain raised you, you rebelled against him and made yourself a real nation."

"Oh yeah… He really was kinda like my dad then, wasn't he… And you want me to just punch him? For no reason? Hard pass," said America.

Still smiling, Russia's eyes closed as he tilted his head. "Do it or the meteor that will destroy Earth would be entirely your fault."

"Okay, sure, I guess that's more important." America looked at Britain and shrugged. "Sorry man, I kinda have to." With that, he socked him in the face with more force than he thought that he had. A bunch of incoherent British insults were hissed at him as England rubbed where he was hit to try and ease the pain. "Again, real sorry man."

"Imagine now that you have to make whole new rules, and your country is bad. Remember anything?" Russia asked.

"No, not really."

"Do you remember the Red Scare? You locked up thousands of innocent Russians. Tortured them. Yes, I did the same, but you didn't like it when I did it. Sometimes they weren't even Russians."

Japan caught on to why Russia brought him too. "Um, do you remember locking up innocent Japanese-Americans during World War II? Those camps you made rivaled even Germany's boss's, and that is not a compliment."

"No, I don't remember any of that…" America mumbled.

"What about using your nuclear technologies on Japan? Do you remember that, America?" Russia asked. "You did it twice."

"It was quite devastating," Japan added. "Many of my people died, and not even those in my army. The radiation still affects my land to this day."

America obviously looked distraught, which wasn't very common for him at all. "I-I'm sorry. I'm sure that I didn't mean to…"

"That's not really something you can do by accident," Canada mumbled. America actually heard his brother for once, and it made him feel worse.

Russia pulled a video out of his pocket, which he apparently always kept with him, and put it on the TV. He clicked the remote, and a slideshow of sick native Americans slid by. "Do you remember this? They were originally on your land but then your manifesting of destiny brought them much devastation."

Japan watched the screen. "How are you so prepared for this?"

Britain, being just as confused and horrified at what they were saying as America, decided to leave. He joined the other countries in the hall, still rubbing the sore cheek America punched.

"How's it going?" Germany asked.

"Not well. Apparently, American history is abhorred, but he doesn't remember any of it."

"Oh no," Italy said. "Russia and Japan know America better than any of us! If they can't do it, I don't think anybody can!"

France laughed. "Not so fast. Britain did raise him, no? He just needs his memory jogged. And I know just how to do it, lightning round style."

Britain took a step back and France stood over him. He pointed at the Brit. "Your monarchy is stupid and you're stupid. I abolished slavery faster than you did. You're also the black sheep of Europe and everybody hates you! You left the EU like an idiot. You're also a limey, schizophrenic, satanist. Your food is absolutely terrible, and so are your teeth! You're just a stupid island without any power. America's the only reason you haven't dyed or been captured by now, and you're ugly too." France took out his phone. "Here, as all of your friends watch, and I'll even send this to your queen." As a coup de grâce, France did what he'd been wanting to do all day. Aiming the camera right at them, he grabbed England for a kiss.

The brit was about to pry his way out of it, calling France a 'wanker' in his mind, but he froze when his eyes shone. Every stupid fight with France that he'd ever had, every colony that he ever owned and lost, every time he was shamed and shunned by the rest of his continent, and even every time France made him feel stupid and embarrassed raced through his mind.

Britain did eventually push his way out of France's embrace. "You git!" he hissed. "You didn't have to do that, Frog!"

"Did it work?" Italy asked.

"Yes it bloody worked! But still!"

"Looks like all that's left is America," Germany said.

A/N: I felt bad for taking so long to update last time, so here's a short update! Only one country left to get the memory back, and the next chapter is by far the longest. America's my favorite, if him taking up half of this one didn't give that away. I should mention, It's not the kiss that brings back the memories, but just kinda a combination of everything. Anyway, I hope you like this chapter! Leave a comment/review of your thoughts, I'd love to read 'em! Betaed by the same people again.