So everybody here's chapter 5.3, chapter 5.2 wasn't good enough to upload and didn't suit my dreams. I have issues and I want to make you reader suffer by adding plot twists :3... Review please or I'l eat your face nom nom nom.
Germany rambled on about global warming while the rest of the room slept, doodled, took notes or just sat and glared at each other. No one noticed that he had stopped talking, the light grew lighter and eventually caught the attention of the people.
The wall was glowing bright pink light, blinding anyone that tried to glimpse at the many paintings and wood decorations.
There was a thump.
The light faded revealing a pile of people. The top stood up, she tried to run but stumbled over like a toddler in heels. Her dark brown hair concealing her eyes. She stood up again to make a run but another had joined in. Another lady with two lopsided pigtails jumped at her, missing terribly and falling into the plush grey carpet. The first girl had just reached the door when three bright lights shot across and hit her shoulders and right leg.
The room was silent.
A skinny young man, a late teen girl with headphones blasting and a tall lady with a red coat all stood shakily aiming their guns at the girl. Before they too, collapsed.
Drew woke up, her head hurt. She couldn't see a thing.
"Where am I? Did I do something stupid, did I get drunk?" She spoke loudly to herself. Someone touched her head, pulling of whatever covered her eyes revealing the room. She stopped and stared at the crowd. Men and Women were all looking at her and her crew. She heard rattling beside her, turning she noticed her team mates tied to a chair to busy trying to stand and the rebel was still unconscious.
Elspeth ceased her wriggling first and stared at the group. A young man with blond hair and a lot of gel took a step forward.
"Who are you."
"Well that's a nice way to..."
"Shut up Tim, Il sort this." Elspeth interrupted. "By the way, when I get shot, Pippa's in charge."
The team turned and looked at the woman who was in the process of having a panic attack.
"I am a god, bow down to me."
"... Are you serious?" A dirty blond with a stupid cowlick asked.
"Very, how do you think we got here?"
"Advanced science." A man with huge eyebrows added.
"OMG are you guys aliens?"
"Wait! I just worked out who these guys are!" The room turned to the girl with the lopsided ponytails.
"Please tell me, I really want to go home." Drew added, still feeling like a drunk sailor.
"These are the Personifications of countries."
The room was silent.
"So it's these guys." Timothy added, the amount of joy in his voice dropped;
"Yeah..." Pippa had finished her panic attack.
"Can I talk to Italy." Elspeth asked with authority, showing the countries who the leader was.
"No!" The tall blond with gelled hair shouted.
"But Germany... They are all tied up! I will be fine!" The brunet skipped over, placing his ear beside the team leaders face. She
whispered into it , her face was a mask, straight an emotionlessand the Italian squealed and clapped his hands before skipping to the back of the room.
"You didn't answer my question, why are you here?"
"No idea." Timothy spoke slowly.
"W-What are you?" The Man with the cowlick asked.
"We're bad guys from the Enter world!" Drew grinned a cocky smile, sadly it was fake.
"Shut up Drew, they won't see that movie."
"What do you mean by that?" France sat himself right in front of Phyllis chair, she tried to wriggle backward, as he looked really creepy.
"You don't want to know..." Phyllis tried not to throw up, he stank of alcohol.
"We are Aliens from the planet 69!" Timothy shouted out, the rebel girl gave a quiet moan.
"Why do we have to be them! Everyone knows that other planets are as primitive as hell." Drew shouted at the boy.
There was a loud bang, the room was silent. Everyone turned to see Italy in a pool of blood. Elspeth grinned.
"Serves him right." She began to giggle, her group shared the same sadistic view of these countries fate. Hoping to follow there Leaders example, because after the disaster no-one got there revenge on the personifications.
"What the hell did you do you a bastard!" A figure ran over, punching her so hard her chair fell over but she chose to ignore it.
"I- I told him.." She took sharp breaths, trying to stop her laughter. "I told him that if you press the red button and put the gun to your head..." She giggled louder. "And you thought about a really grumpy person... It turns them into happy People!" She laughed once again. The Italian started kicking her chair and had to be pulled away.
There was an almost silent moan.
"I told you not to touch the clock..." The quiet voice silenced the room.
I cant say what happens next it I'l ruin the show... Or as River Song says - Spoilers!
But review, my time traveling clock is powered by reviews and the OC'S need to get home some how you know.
Thanks again to RusCan-CottonCandy57-GerIta who happens to be the one beta that enjoys changing her user name to peeve of the people looking for her.
