I have to say that so far this is my faovrite chapter! Plus its longer than the first three.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except for an OC that pops up in this chapter.

"Okay, is everybody here?!" shouted America. This earned looks from others in the airport. France, England, Canada, and America were standing in the middle of the airport lobby about ready to get on an air plane.

"Don't shout so loudly you bloody git!" England demanded, a slight blush rising in his cheeks. "Everywhere we go you always make a scene!"

France twisted his long hair around his index finger. "Why couldn't we have gone on a private plane or something?"

"Dude, the more people the better!"

England huffed. "Getting on an air plane surrounded by annoying Americans saying dude every other sentence and eating disgusting burgers they probably snuck on the plane because they don't allow outside food is not how I wanted to spend my day."

America gave him a childish frown. "Not cool dude, that's a big stereotype!"

"Whatever."

American ran a hand through his hair. "In any case, is everyone here? I feel like we're missing someone."

"I have that feeling too," said France.

England looked at his two companions and nodded. "Me three. Let's have a count off, shall we? America?"

"THE HERO IS HERE!"

"Frog?"

"That is so mean Angleterre! Does this gorgeous face look like a frog's to you?"

"Yes," was England's dull reply. "Are we sure that's everyone?"

"You forgot about me," murmured Canada as invisible as always.

Kumajiro looked up at his owner and asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm Canada."

"We are missing someone!" said France. "What was his name?"

"You raised me!" Canada shouted. No one heard him though.

America scratched his chin. "I feel as though I should know it."

Canada frowned. "Of course you should! You're my brother!"

"You know," began England. "I think the lad's name started with a C."

"Oh! Oh! I know this!" exclaimed America. "Let's see it's … Carter … um … Coldy …"

"He's a country you idiot!' England informed the clueless nation.

"Oh."

The three of them stood in silence, trying to think of who they were forgetting while Canada shouted at them and even did a cart wheels to get their attention.

"Oh, I know!" France's voice broke everyone's train of thoughts. "It's Canada!"

"Canada?" England repeated.

America's smile widened. "Oh yeah! We're missing Mattie!"

"Canada, Canada …" England still couldn't remember him.

"You raised me too!" Canada told him in a hushed yell.

Finally England smiled at the remembrance and exclaimed, "Oh! Canada! Why didn't you say so?!"

France and America gave him an odd look while thinking, 'We did say so …'

"Why is he late anyway?" asked England.

America nodded. "Yeah, he should've been here by now." The poor Canadian began to sulk in a random corner and gave up yelling at them.

"How come no one can see me?" He wailed.

Kumajiro once again turned his attention towards Canada and asked, "Who are y-"

"Could you please be quiet?!" Canada demanded annoyed by how easily the polar bear could forget him.

"I was just asking," huffed the polar bear.

America groped a cell phone out of his pocket and dialed in a few digits. "I'll call him."

England looked at him incredulously. "I can't believe you can remember your brother's phone number but not his name."

France snickered. "The boy is odd-"

"I heard that!"

"-But then again you raised him," France concluded.

"Shut up you Frog!" The Brit clenched his teeth and growled.

"Do not growl my friend. It is not good for your throat," commented France who grabbed hold of England's shoulder.

"Do not touch me frog!"

"I am no frog!" The two of them suddenly began an all-out war on the floor. England tackled France and then France tackled England. Soon the two were attracting unwanted attention and from afar you could hear whispers such as, "This is totally going on Youtube!" as they continued to fight.

"DUDES, STOP IT!" shouted America. The two glanced back up at the hero centric nation in surprise. "I'm on the phone and you guys are being too loud!" the young nation explained.

"He started it!" England accused.

"What?!"

America frowned. "I don't care which one of you started it! Now go sulk in your respective emo corners!"

England and France glared once more at each other before doing what America told them. "Yessir."

America grinned widely at the two nations and pushed the talk button. Suddenly there was a loud ringing resounding throughout the airport. America looked back at his phone and then his eyes wandered around the area. "That's weird."

Canada reached into his red jacket and pulled out his own phone. It said America was calling. The Canadian was going to just ignore the call but then an idea sparked in his mind. Quickly he answered the phone and shouted as loud as he could, "I'm RIGHT BEHIND YOU!"

America winced at the shout so close to his ear. "Whoa, is that you Mattie? What's taking you so long? Eating too much pancakes or what?"

"I said … I'm RIGHT BEHIND YOU!"

Once again America winced but turned around anyway. Canada raced back towards his brother as America laughed, "Oh, hey there Mattie! We didn't see you there! Aha ha ha ha ha!"

"Oh, hello there Chap," said England rejoining the group with France not too far behind. "What took you so long? We were waiting for bloody ten minutes!"

"Yeah," agreed France. "And it's not like we forgot you either!" England and America glared at him.

Canada sighed. "I. Was. Here. The. Whole. Time."

"What was that, Mattie?"

"NEVERMIND! Let's just go through the metal detector thing, ay?"

"Alright! Let's go!" shouted America enthusiastically.

He raced towards the men with police badges. Then, he took everything metal he could find and placed them on the carts. The other three followed, with England carrying the small luggage America had left where they were standing.

America stepped through the metal contraption without it beeping a sound. He smiled widely and waited for the carts full of his items to be scanned for weapons. Once they were done America gripped his glasses and rubbed them against his cheek. "Oh, Texas! I missed you!"

Next in line was Canada. Canada had already emptied his jacket of metal items and walked through the metal detector, however he was stopped from going any further by a buff Hispanic man in a police jacket.

"Uh, excuse me sir but pandas aren't allowed on the flight," he informed Canada. Canada looked for a badge and read the name Michael.

"Um … Kumakichi is a polar bear," was Canada's reply.

"Well, whatever it is, it can't be on the flight. We'll have to take him separate or you should travel using something other than an airplane."

"But I'm going to Japan and that's overseas."

Michael frowned. "Then use a boat."

"But-"

"Sir I've said it once and I'll say it again: Pandas are not allowed on the flight."

"He's a POLAR BEAR!"

"Yo, what's up Mattie?" asked America as he approached the scene.

"Al, your people can't tell a polar bear from a panda!" was the first thing that came out of Canada's mouth.

America laughed. "Of course we can. You have a panda in your hand right now."

"Polar bear!"

"They're both bears right?"

Canada rolled his eyes as Michael stepped in and explained the situation. "Sir, we do not allow Pa-Polar Bears on flights."

America patted the man's shoulder. "Dude, we do this all the time and we know if it's safe or not. I'm a government official."

"You?"

"Yeah, dude!" America exclaimed and pulled out a card. "Here, look at my card."

Michael narrowed his eyes on the card. It surely had the boy's picture on it and it explained that he was someone of the elite but – "How do I know this isn't fake?"

"Dude, do you really think I'd go that far to get a stupid Panda-"

"Polar Bear!" shouted Canada.

"-on board?"

Michael shook his head. "I suppose not. Since your card says you have a high status you are allowed to bring the panda-"

"Arg!" Canada just gave up.

"-on board."

"Thanks man!" America turned back to his brother. "Let's go Mattie!"

"C-coming." Canada followed after his brother as they caught up with France and England.

"What was taking you so long stupid wankers?!" England shouted. "For all we know, we missed our flight!"

America grinned. "Nah, don't worry man! Now, let's go!" The American then started running around the airport to their destination. "To infinity AND BEYOND!"

And there goes chapter 4! :)

And honestly, I'd like to know what you guys think of the story so I know if I should continue it or not. Thanks!