THIS CHAPTER HAS BEEN EDITED AND REVISED.

Chapter two! Sorry this took a while, but it's updated quicker than most of my stories! This chapter has a bit more plot than the last so it may not be as funny, but i tried! I'm trying to keep America in character, and it's proving harder than i thought. I'm a HUGE Russiamerica shipper, so I'm resisting the urge to make him really "uke"ish around Russia. Haha, and I'm also trying to keep Iceland actually IN the story. That's hard too... XP.

Enjoy!

Russia and America then walked down to the dining room. The EVIL dining room! They both sat down and continued to play their game of Yahtzee
they were playing before Russia was all like 'Let's go see what Norway is doing! HUR HUR HUR!' Anyway! America paused from totally kicking
Russia's ass for a moment and decided to start up a nice little conversation. "Um, yeah. Russia?" Russia looked up from writing down his (totally failing) score. "Hm?"

"Uh... don't you think you're being a little hard on Norway? I mean, like, from where I was standing, you were being a real jerk," America said, shaking the cup and dumping the dice.

Russia arched an eyebrow. "Are you questioning my methods of evilness? Oh, you got a full house again..."

America cursed under is breath and put two dice back in the cup. "No, I'm just saying that maybe you should be a little less... blah, and a little more... awesome. Like me!" Yeah Al, I see you smiling over there! America spilled the two dice out and wrote down his score. "It's your turn." Russia took the dice, and grabbed the cup from America totally all rudely and stuff. "Amerika~" He said in his fugly Russian accent. ...Umm, Teach? Can you tell Ivan to stop making that creepy 'kol-whatever' sound? It's distracting. Thanks! Okay. "You think so highly of yourself when you're the one working for me. How can that be, hm? Just because I favor you over Eduard and Raivis- ha, silly me! I mean Estonia and Latvia. Just because I favor you over those two, don't think that you are special enough to tell me what to do."

The class sounded with 'ohhs' as Alfred sank down in his seat.

Ha-ha! America stared at Russia wide-eyed. He quickly put down his pen and stood up from his seat. "I don't even know why I put up with you!"

"I could say the same thing, Amerika..."

"I-I... CBSDJBCHSDBS UGH! You, Russia, are a big JERKFACE!" America yelled as he swiftly strode out of the room fuming.

"Real mature Amerika! REAL mature..." Russia called after him, erasing the other man's score and writing in a new, more failing one.

MEANWHILE!

Denmark and his team of awesome are riding along their merry way to save Norway! Still! At the moment, they were thinking up a new team name since England thought that the name "Denmark's team of awesome plus Iceland" was 'bloody ridiculous'. Shows what he knows.

"I think we should settle on the name 'Team Alpha Wolf Squadron!'" Denmark said.

England sighed. "Bloody hell. Why can't you just listen to me and go with 'The Amazing Warriors'?"

"Because that's gay!"

"You're gay!"

"So're you!"

"...Um... I think we should go with team-"

Denmark turned and glared at Iceland. "No that's stupid." Iceland hung his head in SHAME. Denmark shook his head. "Cheer up emo boy, screw a new team name. And look, we're here at some cute little town!" They rode up a small cobblestone road into said town and slowed their pace as there were women and children and people and stuff in the road. I mean, it would be a problem if they accidentally trampled someone. Now THAT would cause problems. With the blood gushing everywhere and people screaming and lawsuits and yeeahh... ANYWAY! England stopped dead in his tracks as they approached the center of the town. "What's wrong?" Denmark asked because he was such a nice guy!

England stuttered. "I-I... I think we should turn around and go the other way around town." Denmark blinked, and then laughed. "Why would we do that? I mean, the only other way is through the woods of DEATH and that doesn't sound too fun..."

England hopped off his horse and looked around all nervously like a little sissy. "Listen, I just think that it would be a good idea to go around town rather than through... W-we can stop for supplies in the next town."

Denmark also hopped of his horse. "But we don't know how far away the next town is. And what are you worrying about anyway?" He said with a laugh.

England was getting pissy. "Look. We should just turn around and- AUGH!" England jumped as he felt a hand firmly squeeze his butt.

"Il est si bon de te voir mon amour. Vous cherchez plus belle que jamais." Haha, do you like that? I got it off the Internet translator! Did I say it right Francis?

Francis smirked and nodded. "Just perfect mon ami." He then leaned back in his chair and watched Arthur repeatedly smack his head against his desk.

Jeeze Arthur, you're going to get a concussion that way... retard. England turned quickly to face the person who dared grab his ass. Not that he didn't already know. "Francis!" Goddammit. "I m-mean France! What the hell are you doing?"

Denmark stepped forward. "Hehe, he's only copping a feel! I mean, your ass is pretty nice." Ow- OUCH! Come on! It's not fair if both you AND Erik are throwing stuff at me! And it was a compliment! Pff, whatever... "But England, how do you know..."

"France." The man interrupted. "Pleased to make your acquaintance," he said bowing. "And may I ask your name?"

"The name's Denmark. Remember that! Oh and yeah... That's Iceland over there, but he doesn't matter."

"Hmm, it's so nice to meet you Denmark. And did England not tell you? He knows me because he lives here."

Denmark would have been shocked if he didn't already figure that that was the case. He was smart like that. But he played along like he was. "That's so awesome! England, you live here? Does your mom live here too? Can we meet her? My mom lives in the castle town like I do! I love my mommy..." I really do! She's so awesome! She does my laundry and cooks dinner for me and stuff! Don't you guys love your mommies too?

England groaned. "Unfortunately, yes. I do live here, along with this wanker here." He pointed to France. "And yes, she does live here, and NO we will not go see her!"

"How cruel you are Angleterre. You won't even go see your own mother..." England scowled.

"W-whatever. Now what is it you want you frog?" He said crossing his arms like the diva he is.

France shifted his weight to his right foot and laughed. "China wants to see you right away." This made England open his eyes wide.

"Really now? What does he want with me?"

France just shrugged. "I don't know, but he said to bring your friends too. Apparently what he has to say applies to all of you. And me." For a moment England just stood and stared at the other man. He then sighed and grabbed the reigns of his horse. "Alright, Are you guys coming or not?"

Denmark grabbed his horse and they all started walking through the streets, following England and France. Denmark furrowed his brow. "Wait. How did this China Person know about me and Iceland?"

"It's Iceland and I, not me and Iceland," England replied without turning around. "And China is a psychic." Huh? Isn't that cool Yao? I made you a psychic! You know you're diggin' it!

They walked outside of the town and to a house, situated on top of a small hill. They left their horses (and mutant emu puffin thing) outside by a small stable and France knocked on the door. After a moment, a small little Asian boy we all know and love answered the door. His name was Kiku! Nah, I'm just kidding, his name was Japan. "I've brought them," France said to the boy. He nodded and turned around, gesturing for them to follow him.

He led them down a hallway to a sliding door. He tapped the screen lightly and only went inside when he heard the word 'enter' uttered from the other side. He bowed as he walked in, moving to the side. He motioned to the rest of the little "gang" if that's what you want to call it. "They have arrived."

"Good. Please, come and sit aru." France and England apparently knew the drill and sat down with their legs folded under them without hesitation. Denmark caught on quickly and awesomely, and... and no one cares about what Iceland did. He could stand and no one would give a shit.

China began to speak. "So... I have foreseen your quest and I have some vital information for you aru."

"So what is it?" Denmark asked. England smacked his arm. "Hush yourself."

China rolled his eyes. He obviously understood the torture Denmark was going through! "Well, if you must know, it is this." He cleared his throat. "If you ever want to succeed in your endeavors, you have to go see master Germany." England and France looked taken aback.

"G-Germany? But China..." England started. "He lives..."

"On top of the Mountain of Doom, I know aru, but you must. He has skills and tools to give you that you won't be able to stop Russia without. I knew Russia before and he was strong back then, so I can only imagine that you won't stand a chance against him now without seeing Germany first."

Denmark stroked his chin and let out a small 'hmm' sound. "When you say that you 'knew' Russia before, are you saying you had a thing with him?" He gave a suggestive eyebrow wiggle.

China went bright red- "THAT WAS SO LONG AGO ARU!"

"Oh, shut up Yao! We all know that!"

"Then why are you bringing it up aru? It's very annoying to talk about!"

"Then stop talking about it! And because I felt like it! Now how about you shut your little Asian mouth and listen to my story, hm?"

Katyusha frowned. "Mathias!"

Uh yeah, sorry Ms.K... Anyway, china went bright red and gripped the fabric of his pants at his knees. "S-Shut up aru! And that is irrelevant!"

"It's nasty, that's what it is." England smacked him again, this time upside the head and harder. "OUCH. Little bitch...!"

England acted like nothing happened though and looked back at China. "I am so sorry. Forgive him. I believe he was dropped on the head as a child one too many times."

China nodded. "I see..." They were so mean! Denmark was about to beat the crap out of those little tea-drinking traps but he was nicer and more humble than that and wouldn't stoop down to their level. "Okay aru. You must hurry; you only have five days to get to Russia's castle. France, you will follow them on their quest because... well, because I said so. Kiku will lead you four to the foot of the Mountain of Doom through the Forest of Death aru."

"Wait, dude. I thought you said that they only had three days to get to Russia and junk." Alfred said. He tapped his pen against his desk.

"Well, I changed my mind. I mean, three days is way too short and they'd never get there in time! So I'm like, why not make it five days! They can do way more awesome stuff in that time!"

"Oooooh... I see! Okay man, carry on!"

Okay! Denmark stared. "W...well that sounds like merry fun..." He was so good at sarcasm! HAR HAR HAR! They all stood and bowed to China who wished them luck. I don't see why he would do that since he can see the future and all, he could probably just look and see if they actually beat Russia or not. But whatever. They all walked outside and hopped on their horses. (France rode England's because they're GAY like that.) Kiku grabbed his from the stable and lead them towards the woods of Death.

AT RUSSIA'S PLACE!

It was around midnight. After checking to see if Russia was asleep, America ran to his room and sat at his desk. He took out a piece of paper and pen and started to write. "Oh man, I really hope that this gets to him in time..." he whispered to himself as he quickly rolled up the paper and tied it with a scrünchi. He quietly went downstairs and went into a room and over to a bird cage in the corner.

"Hey, little guy. I need you to do me a favor..." The bird just looked at him. America opened the cage and slipped the paper in the pouch that was strapped on its back. "I need you to deliver this to him..." He took the bird out of the cage and whispered a name so softly, that it looked like he mouthed the word.

America walked over to the window and opened it gently. "I have to take care of hero stuff here, otherwise I would deliver this myself, but I'm counting on you to get this to him quickly, okay?" The bird looked at him again. Like seriously, who talks to birds? America stuck his arm out the window and the bird flew off.

"And that's all I've got so far."

A collective groan was heard throughout the classroom. Katyusha's expression dropped. "Oh really? That's too bad. I was actually starting to enjoy your story quite a bit. Wasn't it just great everyone?" She looked at the rest of the class who let out whoops and hollers.

Mathias grinned. "Really? I knew it was epic but I thought you guys would be all like 'okay whatever, this is lame'"

Elizabeta put her palms flat on her desk. "What are you talking about! That was amazing!" Katyusha clapped her hands together.

"Yes, yes! You must continue! I'll tell you what; If you continue this story for next class, I'll count this as your report after all!"

Mathias' jaw dropped. "Seriously?" She nodded. "Alright, Okay! I'll start working on it tonight! I promise, it'll be even more epic than it already is!"

PHEW! This took a LONG time to type. Any guesses as to who the letter might be to? And I'll give a cookie to anyone who tells me what movie 'team alpha wolf squadron' is from. XD If you didn't know, a scrünchi is a hair tie. I'm also sorry if anyone doesn't like the use of the word retard. I will change it if that's the case. And I really had the urge to make racist comments in this one. Gawsh, I'm so sorry to any Asians! Also, tell me if the French is wrong. I'm not too sure...Review if you love your mommy!