A/N: TheSouthViet: Okay, since this is the first chapter, I'll explain how this is going to work. Obviously, the Author's Note is going to be at the top of each chapter. The chapters will have words that you don't know, so instead of making you guys have to look up every damned word on Google Translate, Shadow and I decided to put a mini dictionary at the bottom of each chapter. I hope you enjoy this chapter, since it's the first one. (If you think that this is crappy, you don't need to tell me; I know that already.)

Goldenstar-Polska : Alrighty, so quickly, I'll explain more when it's my turn, but we are collabing on this work. TheSouthViet/Viper will right the odd chapters, and me/Shadow will do the even. So don't kill me for sudden change of styles ^^;

Onward~!

...Drip! ... Drip! ...Drip! The alley always seemed dark and quite to everyone, but it wasn't to South Vietnam. South always heard the silent, saw the invisible, and that was exactly why she was chosen to be a double spy. But unlike most double spies, the Asian knew which side she was on; The Allies. She didn't care that her twin was on the Soviet Union's side, because she wanted to fight for justice and freedom, not world control and ultimate power. Besides, everyone knew that if the Soviet Union won WWIII, Russia would have complete control of the world, and that would ruin life as Earth knew it.

"You're late, petite chatte noire," said a voice.

"Oh, put a damned sock in it, France!"

"What? Am I wrong?" France pouted and walked into the light of the abandoned factory's small lamp.

"Baby, we better get inside, before we get wet," said France smoothly. "Plus, I don't want to get our outfits-"

"Seriously, shut up!" shouted South. "You, your damned pick up lines, and your fashion senses! This is a matter of-"

"What in the bloody hell are you two doing at a time like this!" demanded a newcomer. "Time is precious, and sooner or later Hell will unleash its fires!"

"England," said Vietnam in a sarcastic concerned voice "Is there anything in your life that doesn't associate to magic and fantasies?"

Vietnam brushed past England, who looked hurt, and entered. She heard England and France bicker for a little bit, and then looked around. The only elements around were concrete, wood, plastic, minerals, and a burger. The remaining countries were waiting; America (What do you think when I said a burger?), Poland, Lithuania, Latvia, Estonia, Switzerland, the Nordics, South Korea, and Canada (Vietnam is the only country that seems to notice him!).

"Ah, our spy is here!" the burger-loving America exclaimed. "Now we can start our meeting! Where's France and Iggy?"

"For the one millionth time America, STOP CALLING ME THAT!" yelled England.

Half of the group struggled to not laugh or giggle. Poland then broke the tension.

"Come on guys! Let's, like, totally get over this! My pony's, like, waiting for me!"

"OKAY!" loudly exclaims America. "Let's start then! Vietnam, give us some info!"

I still don't get why I love him, thought Vietnam. He's so loud and rude!

Everyone gathered around the large rectangular table as Vietnam started to tell the Soviet's real plans.

"Thanks to last time, Chain had gone home due to severe injuries. My sister was so madly in love with China that she went with him. Now we only have to focus on Russia, Japan, and Germany, which brings me to the most interesting part: Germany hasn't been to any meetings lately..."

"WHAT!" squeaked Latvia.

"How can that be?" questioned South Korea.

"If you ask me, I bet Japan knows something about it," commented Switzerland.

"Actually, Italy might have known about Germany's whereabouts first," informed Vietnam. "I overheard him talking to Japan at my last meeting, and he mentioned three countries: Lichtenstein, Sealand, and Poland."

"You don't think..." quivered Lithuania.

"Yes...I think Germany plans on kidnapping them," solemnly responded Vietnam.

"What!" yelped Estonia. "Why such innocent countries?"

"Hey!" said Poland a-matter-of-factly. "I'm not as innocent as I look!"

"We must not let the Soviet Union take them!" out cried Switzerland.

He's so overly protective when it comes to Liechtenstein, thought Vietnam. He always puts her first.

"Why in the bloody hell should I care about a little brat that I kicked out a long time ago?" snorted England.

"Because," replied the Asian. "If they take all three of them, they'll have opportunities to take other countries; in other words, Europe. Then afterwards, North America and Asia."

"Oh..." said England.

"Why w'ld G'rmany 'ven t'll 'taly?" asked Sweden. "'t's l'ke he w'nts us to kn'w h's plans, s'nce Vietnam's a d'ble spy."

"I'm afraid that he suspects that I'm on your side, which is true," said Vietnam quietly. "Germany's underestimating us. He wants us to attack. He wants me to make the wrong move. But don't get Italy wrong; he may seem dumb, but he still has a brain."

"So what's the plan then?" questions Denmark.

"I really don't know," confessed Vietnam. "Any ideas?"

It only took thirty seconds for England to come up with an idea.

"I could put a spell on-"

"NO!" yelled everyone.

"Remember the LAST time you tried that!" screeched South Korea. "You almost had me KILLED, da zee!"

"GUYS!" shouted Vietnam. "Calm down! We need to think!"

Everyone fell silent. They were wide-eyed; Vietnam was never one to control others, or even shout. They knew that they had to think.

"Hey!" exclaimed Poland. "I, like, totally know how we can do! We can somehow, like, totally do something to make Germany, like, think that Vietnam is on his side!"

"OUI!" exclaimed France. "Une bonne idée! Mais… How are we going to do it ?"

"I think I have an idea..." said England. He was looking devilishly at America.

"What?" asked America, his mouth full of hamburger. He gulped it down nervously.

"Oh no..."

~O~O~O~O~O~

Vietnam tapped a tall man's shoulder. He wheeled around to face her.

"Da, South Vietnam?" asked the blonde. "Is there something too important that you need to say now? Why not at the meeting?"

"Chú R-R-R-Russia, I ne-need to a-ask you a f-favor..." She sighed, and tried to calm down. It worked.

"I need to prove myself to everyone," the dark-haired brunette started. "Every time the Union has a meeting, they all stare at me. They think I'm against you, right? It's not true! Please..."

"Vietnam," said Russia compassionately. "You can't blame them; you're a double spy. I'll be honest, there's times where I don't trust you either. But I don't know how you can-"

"I can kidnap Chú America!" interrupted Vietnam.

"America?" asked the puzzled man. "Don't you two date each other?"

"Exactly!" exclaimed the Asian. "If I hand him over, it will surely show everyone that I'm loyal! You can even send someone with me if you like."

"Fine," said Russia. "It sounds reasonable. Hand him over in exactly three days from now, da? Belarus will accompany you."

Vietnam walked away without complaint, satisfied.

I hope this works out! she thought.

Translations:

Petite chatte noire (French) - Little black cat

OUI! Une bonne idée! Mais… (French) - Yes! A good idea! But...

Da (Russian) - Yes

Chú (Vietnamese) - Mr. (Formal, like Mr. Russia)

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