Chapter 3: The One With The Dinosaur

"Then America suggested we come to England's house and we found him unconscious. When he came to, he told us that he met his 2P as well," Matthew finished telling the other important nations.

Surrounding him were the former Axis and Allies. After America had called them, each member had come in a matter of hours, despite time differences and the complications of travel. Germany, Japan, and Italy stood close together while Prussia and Romano were standing somewhat behind them. France, Russia, and China were on the opposite side. Russia was playing with China's hair because why not. Besides that, they all stood in stunned silence.

"I can't believe this is happening," Japan muttered, after a moment.

Wait, hold on. This is wrong. Just like 2P!England, Japan's accent must also be exaggerated.

"I can't berieve this is happening," Japan muttered, after a moment.

Much better.

"Have any of you guys seen your 2Ps?" America questioned.

They all collectively shook their heads.

"I love being alive," Prussia suddenly chimed in.

Everyone turned to look at Prussia in confusion.

"Uh… Thanks for sharing," Germany said. "Anyway, what should we do about this situation?"

"Oh! Oh! I know!" Italy excitedly jumped up and down while waving his hand. "We can make a huge white flag and surrender as soon as possible so they don't hurt us!"

Germany sighed and gave Italy a sympathetic pat on the back. "No, Italy."

Italy frowned and put his hand down. "Okay," He muttered sadly.

As the others threw in possible solutions, America stepped away and stared out the window. Arthur noticed his discomfort. "What's wrong, America?"

"I don't know. I just got a weird feeling is all."

Meanwhile at America's house, his bedroom mirror began to glow a dark shade of red. Slowly, a man made his way out of the mirror. Aside from his dark hair, red eyes, and tanned skin, he looked identical to America. The man also carried a baseball bat tied up in barbed wire with nails sticking out of it. After taking in his surroundings, the man stretched. He then took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Hello?" The voice on the other end asked.

"Hey, Matt? It's me, Allen," America's look-alike said. "How are you holding up over there?"

"Oh. Hey, Al. Listen, we got a problem."

Allen sighed. "What did you fuck up now?"

"Our counterparts escaped."

"What!?" Allen shouted into the phone. "Why'd you let them leave?"

"Look, I'm sorry! They just got out of their ropes somehow. One minute I had them, and they next they were gone! But get this: my counterpart is the most adorable thing I've ever seen! I think I may have a crush."

"We're not here to fall in love with our 1Ps; we're here to talk over their world!" Allen sighed. "Great. Now, the boss is gonna be pissed at us."

"Don't worry; we'll track them down. Listen, I gotta go. I'll call you back when I find them."

"Alright. I'll talk to you later. Bye."

After rolling his eyes, Allen put his cell phone back into the pocket of his bomber jacket. He then searched around the room until he found what he was looking for. He grabbed his counterpart's car keys and exited the house. Finally, he got into America's car and began to drive away.

Back at Arthur's house, the nations were all sitting around and enjoying a nice game of Monopoly. Four of the nations were sitting out since only seven could play at a time. Italy, Germany, Romano, and China went bankrupt, leaving the game down to Alfred, Arthur, and Japan. The last of the three was in the lead with Alfred being a close second.

Suddenly, Germany spoke up. "Wait, when did we start playing Monopoly?"

"Well, we couldn't think of any solutions to the whole 2P problem, so we started playing a nice wholesome game of Monopoly!" Alfred replied with a smile.

"FUCK!" Arthur shouted as he landed on Japan's Boardwalk, leaving him with a debt of 2,000 dollars.

"But not too wholesome!" Alfred added as Arthur begrudgingly joined the loser table.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Everyone froze. Even though all of them were silent, everyone was thinking the same thing. 'What if it was one of the 2Ps?' After a minute or two of silence, there was another knock at the door.

Alfred pushed Arthur forward. "Iggy, you answer it!"

"Why me!?" Arthur demanded.

"Well, it is your house, да?" Russia said with a smile.

The other nations mumbled in agreement. Arthur pouted and went to the door, mumbling under his breath. Once he opened it, he found none other than Spain.

"Hola, England! Can I borrow your-" Suddenly Spain's eyes lit up. "Ooh! Are you playing Monopoly? Can I join?"

"Sure! The more the merrier!" Alfred said.

"He can't just join. We're in the middre of a game." Japan said, gesturing to the board.

America shrugged. "Oh, we can just start over!"

"WE'VE BEEN PLAYING FOR TWO HOURS!" Arthur shouted.

Ignoring Arthur's cries, Spain ran in. "Yay!"

Romano looked up from the loser table and jumped. "Wait, when did you get here!?"

"Lovi!" Spain launched himself across the room and threw his arms around Romano.

"Get your hands off me!" Romano cried, his face as red as a tomato.

Before you get your panties all went a second time, this is also a spamano fanfic. Why? Because. That's why.

"You didn't answer my question you tomato bastard!"

"Ah, yes! I came to ask England if I could borrow a cup of his finest sugar!" Spain answered cheerfully.

"Why couldn't you just ask Portugal?" Romano said.

"He didn't have any." Spain said, finally letting go of Romano. "And France was away!"

France, finally catching wind of what was happening, put down his hand held mirror and began to make finger guns at Spain. "Ayyy!"

Spain, as a symbol of friendship, returned the gesture. "Ayyy!"

Prussia, now exiting the bathroom, joined in. "Ayyy!"

"Ayyy!" They all said at once, still doing their finger guns.

"Can we stop now, aru?" China said. "We need to think of a plan!"

"Ooh! A plan? For what? Are we going on a picnic?"

France laughed. "I wish, mon ami. But, sadly, no."

"Have you not heard of the situation? With the 2Ps?" Germany asked.

Spain cocked his head to the side. "What's a 2P?"

"Oh. I guess we forgot to call you." Arthur muttered.

"Yeah, I wasn't sure if he was one of the important countries or not." Alfred admitted. "Ooh, wait! Should I call Mexico? She's important! Plus, she makes the best tacos!"

"No, you git. There are enough characters in this fanfiction as it is!" Arthur objected, being a total tsundere about it.

"Aw. Okay…" Alfred lowered his head. A few seconds later, however, he recovered and pointed to Matthew. "Matt, tell the story!"

"A third time?" Matthew asked reluctantly.

"Yes! I'm no good at stories unless it's about me!"

Matthew sighed. One story later, Spain nodded. "I see. This is a rather malo situation."

Malo means bad.

"Indeed." Russia nodded, even though he seemed really happy with the current circumstances.

"I just hope mine isn't scary…" Italy whimpered as he clung to Germany.

And, yes, before you get your panties wet for a THIRD time, this is also a gerita fanfic. But we like gerita, so it's gonna be good.

"Well, you want to know the best thing about this chapter?" France chimed.

"What, aru?" China questioned.

"No one got hurt or killed off!"

Before they could celebrate this fact, a giant dinosaur suddenly tore part of the roof off. It let out a mighty roar before grabbing Prussia with its sharp teeth. The dinosaur flung the nation around in its mouth for a bit before swallowing him whole. It roared again and then marched off, satisfied with its work. The room was dead quiet until Romano muttered, "What the fuck?"

To be continued...