Author's note: I would like to make an apology a head of time, If any inaccuracies, with a trip on a plane. I never been on a plane, I 'am just going on, what I have seen in movies, cartoons, anime, and what I have read in fanfictions, so if I messed up anywhere you know the reason.
When morning came, it stared out just like it did yesterday. Mr. America making a fool, out of himself and me still trying to figure out how magical boxes work. Yes, I 'am was still baffled about how that stuff works.
When Mr. America finished getting ready, I follow him out the door and in to his magical carriage. As Mr. America appeared to be getting the carriage ready I was hoping and praying that he was better at working that thing, then Fake Italy was. He soon gotten ready we rode off.
The ride wasn't as scary Fake Italy's, but it still was scary. He was making it go really fast every so often, by the time we stopped, I almost released my stomach contents again. Fortunately I'd managed to keep it in.
We soon gotten out and head in to a large building, which look like the same place, where I lost Ms. Hungary at. I stuck close Mr. America, as we headed towards a counter. Have already lost my best lead once, I was not going to let it to happen again.
After that, we walked for a while, headed into a dark tunnel, and then into a large room where there were tons of people seated everywhere in soft looking seats. "What is this place? I thought we were headed to Mr. Japan's home?" I questioned, as I saw Mr. America took a seat.
Just then I heard someone speaking from the ceiling "Attention passenger, we about ready for take-off. Every needs to seated" when I heard this I look around and noticed all the seats were taken. I took a sigh and thought "I guess I take a seat the floor" and so I did.
It wasn't long after that were It felt the room moved I would've tried to looked out of a window to see, what was going on, but if did that then there would a good chance that I would've been discovered, so I just sat on floor.
It took quiet sometime, before I heard the ceiling person said "Attention passengers we are about to arrive our destination. Please, remain seated, until we stopped moving" At that moment I happily thought "YES! We would finally get out here!" I had all can handle from this place. All that time, I was bored out of my mind, with nothing to do, everybody seem to be doing their own, and to keep on moving, when some of the maids walked past. It was torturous.
As soon as we heard the ceiling person saying that it's alright to leave and we left. Once outside I noticed that we noticed that were in a place that looked the same expect, there were a few flags, hanging around that had strange symbols. "So, was that room we were in, was some kind of magical portal? If it is then why did have we have to wait in there, so long? It seemed like it would be more useful for some kind of torture device, rather than transportation"
Mr. America soon went towards another counter and then went outside. There I saw, we were defiantly in another place. The buildings here looked slightly different with even more strange symbols written on them. I was so aw-stuck by this place, I noticed that Mr. America was leaving without me. I soon caught up with and we walked around.
As we kept on walking I was thinking "I sure, don't want to get lost in this place. It might take ten years just to get out" We kept on walking, until we arrived at some house. I soon saw Mr. America knocked on the door a few times, before an Asian man came out. I was surprised to see that it was the same person to was talking to Fake Italy at the world meeting.
"Yo, Japan what's up, dude?" Mr. America greeted with a big smile.
Mr. Japan bowed, before saying "konichiwa America-san. Please come in"
"Ha ha ha! Sure thing, dude!" Mr. America said, as we walked right in.
Mr. Japan then asked "Sumimasen America-san, but what brings you to all the way to my place?" I could already tell that this person is going to be hard to hard understand, though at lest he seems more polite than Mr. America and he is a lot less annoying.
"Dude? Dose Germany needs the heroes help for that party?" Mr. America said.
"Ah? Gomen-nasai America-san, but he already got everything under controlled!" Said Mr. Japan.
"So, there's nothing?" Mr. America asked.
"Iie. Gomen-nasai America-san for you to come all this way, for nothing" Mr. Japan answered.
"Nah, it's alright, dude! After the hero can't be everywhere" Mr. America said, as he grinned at Mr. Japan.
"I see" Mr. Japan asked America another question, but I didn't listen to it. My attention was focus more on his house. It certainly was much smaller the Mr. America's house with a lot less furniture, and seemed to have calming atmosphere to it. This nation doesn't seem so bad.
Just then, my attention shifted towards some pieces of hand drawn paper, laying on a desk. I walked towards them and was shock of what I found; drawings of men, in inappropriate possess and some looking like the love each other in an adult, romantic kind of way. I could feel my being embraces by the sight, as back away. "There something is defiantly wrong with these countries?"
I was suddenly brought out of my thoughts, when Mr. America took noticed of the papers, but was quickly stopped by Mr. Japan. Mr. America begged Mr. Japan show him the papers, but Mr. Japan absolutely refused to let him see them. Mr. America soon given up after a while and then went off somewhere, while I stayed behind.
