A/N: We're just going to delve right into the middle of things.
Lithuania fainted.
Poland, finding the whole exchange hilarious and having just knocked out Russia without the aforementioned Russia know it was Poland who knocked him out, started rolling around on the ground laughing until he started crying.
"...So, what do we do now?" A revived Lithuania asked. Belarus appeared out of nowhere. NOWHERE I TELL YOU. .-.
"ATTACK!"
The revived pair whipped around to see a mob of Ukraines, Latvias, and Estonias (though they were more laughable than scary, as they were cowering behind shields), -
"WE'RE NOT COWERING!"
"If you say so!"
A worried Lithuania and a confident Poland headed toward them, weapons ready to attack. Belarus and (what a surprise) a revived Russia huddled together, then nodded and spread out in a line, all of their weapons put away. Lithuania couldn't tell whether Russia was angry or not; that dude just didn't stop smiling. As the mob neared them, they linked arms.
"Almost... almost... NOW!" Poland shouted as the mob reached them. Suddenly, Can-Can music began, and the group began doing the can-can. The effect was devastating. All but two Estonias, one Ukraine, and all of the Latvias save two were annihilated. (the Latvias had refused to attack, choosing to run around screaming when they heard the music instead; the two that weren't annihilated were offed by Belarus who was fed up with their screaming.)
The two groups faced each other, weapons at the ready (all except for Russia, who was somehow unconscious once again...), but...
"THWEEEEEEEEEET!" A whistle blew pierced the air.
"AAAAAAA!" Everyone screamed in surprise. Sunshine ran in, football under his arm, the rest of the team soon following.
"Okay, time out!"
"WHAT THE HECK?!" Belarus shouted, only to be knocked out by a steel-plated football.
"Ooh, that had to hurt..." a giggling Poland said, peering down at the now-unconscious Belarus.
"I said, time-out, people!" Sunshine yelled.
"SUNSHINE!" Lithuania ran over and jumped on him, giving him a big hug.
"WHAT THE HECK?!"
"Who is he?!" Poland inquired.
"OMG!" Lithuania said, finally letting go of Sunshine. "This is Ronnie Base! He's the quarterback for the Titans!"
"...He's a quarterback for gods?!"
"...No. Never mind, okay? Just forget it."
"If you say so..."
"I just did!"
"..."
"Well, it sure took THEM a long time to leave!" Lithuania exclaimed, watching the Titans fly away on a plane.
"Of COURSE it took a long time! You wouldn't let go of Sunshine until Russia threatened to kill Estonia!" Poland yelled, fed up with Lithuania.
ZZZAAAPPPP!
"…Ow," Poland croaked, and then fell over sideways after being struck by lightning… indoors.
Lithuania gasped loudly, and then started sobbing that Poland was dead until Poland summoned pirozhky and hit Lithuania with it to get him to shut up. Belarus, (who now had a VERY large bump on the side of her head) looked down the hall.
"HOLY CRAP! THERE'S TWO CHICKS WHO LOOK LIKE THEY WANNA KILL US!" Belarus shrieked, scaring the crap out of everyone else. Lithuania was the first to respond.
"Only ONE of those two is a female. The other is some young boy wearing a horrid puce dress with hot pink flowers all over it." He stated, and then covered up a yawn. "This'll be easy."
"How so?" Poland questioned.
"Well, there are a bunch of us and only two of them."
"There aren't that many of us. Russia went to his room – he said he was going to go heal himself, but he left his potions here – he almost fainted again, and I can't find Hyperion!"
"Well, at least there's you, me, and Belarus," Lithuania stated, somewhat happy, "Right, Belarus?"
"…"
"Belarus?"
"Yes…Those two are sure taking a long time to get here," Bealrus said, nodding towards Estonia and Latvia.
"Oh, REALLY?!" came a far-away yell, and then Estonia appeared above them, his dress lit up like a tree at Christmastime.
"AAAA! BAD IMAGE!" two of the "heroes" screamed, covering their eyes in pain.
"HOW DARE YOU INSULT ME!" Estonia screamed, "DRESS OF DOOM CHANGE TO BOMB MODE!"
"Estonia, no!" Latvia screamed, but to no avail. Lithuania tackled Poland and Belarus, shielding them (he was invincible because of his awesomeness, so he'd be okay) as Estonia's dress started beeping.
"Whoozzere?" Russia mumbled, entering the room just in time for Estonia to blow up, the explosion only injuring him and Estonia, as well as knocking Latvia out.
"OWWIEEEEE!" Russia screamed, burnt black, as he stumbled towards the wall. Unfortunately, he ran into a window and fell through.
"Russia!" Belarus yelled, worried because they were on the 8th floor.
"Cool! I landed in a giant milkshake!" came Russia's voice from outside.
"Milkshake? YUM!" Poland exclaimed, running towards the window, only to be stopped by Lithuania, who had reached the window a second before he did.
"That's not a milkshake! That's a giant bottle of hot sauce!" Lithuania said.
"AAAAAAAAAA! IT BURNS!" Came Russia's voice, screaming in pain.
Belarus slapped her forehead. "Um, guys, we better do something before Latvia wakes up…"
Everyone looked at the author, who then pressed a button, causing Eric Idle to appear out of nowhere, dressed in a suit and sitting behind a desk, obviously doing one of his "news reports."
"And now for something completely different... A man with nine legs."
"He ran away!" came a disembodied voice, and one of Eric Idle's eyes twitched.
The author pressed another button, and Eric Idle disappeared, only to be replaced by the Knights of Camelot (you know, the ones who eat ham and jam and spam a lot?), who just ran around causing pandemonium and mass hysteria, as well as defeating the Black Knight.
By this time, the author had "played" all the remaining Estonias, Latvias and Ukraine, and they made somewhat quick work of the Knights of the Round Table, only suffering a few losses.
Meanwhile, Poland was fighting Lithuania, who seemed to think that he was invincible, to which Poland replied by telling him he was a loony.
MEANWHILE, Sora had appeared out of nowhere with his Keyblade ((and obliterated almost all of the Estonias and Latvias. Unfortunately, he was soon KO'd and disappeared into thin air.
MEANWHILE, the Lithuania and Poland were ploughing their way through a sea of Russias. By the time they had reached each other, they had annihilated about half of the remaining Russias. They kissed each other, then teleported to Poland's house where they *censored*
"Well, dang. Those two were surprisingly good fighters," Belarus stated, and the author nodded in agreement.
"AAAAA!" the author screamed as she was nearly sliced as one of the Russias tried to go all Darth Vader on her. In retaliation, she pulled out Hyperion (some random sword) which had apparently been on her back, but which no one had seen until just then...
Easily wielding it in hand, she started doing as much damage as Godzilla, who had the surface area of Vegeta times over 9000!
Belarus, sobbing because the wonderful author was going through the Russias like nobody's business, suddenly disappeared in another cloud of smoke. Suddenly, a giggling Poland and Lithuania (obviously drunk) stumbled into the room and ran into some of the Russias, resulting in a massive headache for them both and all the other Russias merging with them.
"Well, that was rather anticlimactic," the author stated, unhappily sheathing Hyperion in the sheath that had suddenly appeared on her right side (a sheath on the right side is for a sword held in the left hand - easier access - and a sheath on the left is for a sword held in the right hand) Lithuania's eye twitched.
"YOU'RE THE ONE WHO'S WRITING THE DANG FIC!" he yelled two inches from the author's ear, and so she promptly punched him in the face.
"I know that, and please don't yell in my ear. I'm not deaf, and I would so terribly have to kill you."