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Chapter 16

The nations heard the servants yelling the castle about smoke, confusing them as to what had happened. From some of the servants it sounded as if there was an accident, from others it sounded as if there was a murderer on the loose. Deep down, however, they all felt that Prussia most likely had something to do with this and hoped that things would not get too far out of hand.

Curious and slightly concerned, the nations followed the servants to the wing containing all of the guest rooms. There was such unease with the servants that the nations did not hide from them but stood with them as they all watched puffs of smoke billow out of a room. The servants looked in pain as they smelled the smoke, and several tried to turn and run as it crept towards the crowd.

"There's a metallic taste to this smoke," Germany commented as he and the others covered their noses.

"I must admit, this is one of the few times I've ever seen a fire in these kids of lands," Norway admitted with his troll nodding in agreement.

"Really?" America asked. To him a fire seemed pretty normal, but forgot about all of this as they spotted a figure leave the doorway while holding onto the burning stump on a coffee table. As soon as the figure left the room, he began to slowly swing the torch at the magical creatures; making them disperse of vanish altogether. As it did this, the nations realized who it was.

"Prussia!" France called out as he saw that the figure was his old friend. Upon hearing his name called, Prussia looked to the others, smiled, and replied, "Hey guys, you'll never believe what the awesome me has been up to. And I think I now have an even more awesome plan to save birdie and get out of here!"

"You set fire to the palace," was all England could reply with.

"Ya, and apparently these fairy guys don't like smoke. Especially not from a fire awesomely used to melt silver chains and iron crosses," Prussia answered with a smirk.

"That would explain the taste and the shiny bits on your stick," Germany replied.

"So now what? You expect us to simply march to the Queen and threaten her to take the spell off Canada or we'll suffocate her with smoke?" America asked.

"…Well Mr. Wise-and-powerful-hero…do you have a better idea?" Prussia asked with fake manners.

America and the others thought about this for a moment, only for Prussia to break in and say, "I thought so. Now why don't we hurry this up while she's still most likely in the throne room?"

"Just wait one moment," England demanded only to then rush back into the room Prussia started the fire in. He then returned with a wooden club for each of the nations to start on fire while continuing, "In this case, more than one torch may be best."

Once all of the nations had a torch, they followed Prussia to the throne room; swinging the fire and smoke at anyone who tried to get in their way. With the minimal security trying to stop them, it took little time for the nations to reach the room and barge in; finding Canada and the Queen staring at them surrounded by her guards.

"I was wondering when you would come. Though I must admit that it is horrible manners to start a fire in your host's house," the Queen commented in a bored voice, but it was obvious that the fire frightened her.

"Our apologies, but it simply means how much we want to talk to you about things," England replied.

"More like force the topic," Canada retorted.

"Call it what you will. Now to get to business, release Canada from your spell," America ordered.

"And what makes you think he wants to be released?" the Queen asked with a laugh.

"Currently wanting to or not is not our problem. Now give release of him so that we can go to our world," Germany ordered as Prussia wafted the smoke towards the Queen. In response the Queen covered her mouth and nose from the smoke.

Seeing her discomfort, a guard charged at Prussia, only to step back at the last moment when the smoke flew into its face. The Queen decided to take matters into her own hands at that point, casting a spell which caused a great wind to come in the room. The wind was fierce, and seemed to have magical hands which swatted the torches from the nations.

But fire and wind is not always a great combinations, as the Queen failed to know but learned when one torch fell on the carpet near her chair. In seconds the carpet came alight and began to spread towards her and Canada. Frightened by the fire, the guards rushed out of the room as the nations watched the plush fabric quickly flame out of control.

"Canada!" England called out as the smoke grew too much for them to see through. From the other side of the room they could hear the Queen and Canada's coughing, followed by the Queen shriek.

"We need to stop these fires before the whole castle catches flame," Norway stated as he moved towards the door and away from the heat of the fire.

"But then all my awesome fire would be for nothing!" Prussia pouted but was ultimately ignored when Norway and England both began to cast spells to quench the flames with water.

It took longer for the flames and smoke to vanish than begin, but it did eventually subside. Once things were taken care of, the nations turned their attention back to the throne to find Canada standing in a way to protect the queen from the danger. Only Canada looked different than he did a few minutes ago. he was shorter than moments before, and no longer had the strange magical-creature ears. In fact, he looked just like he did before the whole mess and was a nation.

We'll stop here for now~

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