World Cup Special

This is done before the Germany VS Serbia match. If anything here reflects real life, I dare say it's coincidence and my powers of foreshadowing.

For the first time, an African Nation was chosen as the site graced by the World Cup. That Nation would be South Africa, and spruced up his place for the tournaments to begin. By 16June 2010, all of the participating Nations had displayed to the world of their play and had rested for a while.

Denmark's Case (with the Nordics and Greenland)

In a shady bar downtown in Johannesburg, Denmark was downing several rounds of beer at once. The other Nordic Nations and Greenland were sitting beside him, and looked on their fellow Nation.

"If not for that fucking Dutchman, I could've won that match!" Denmark exclaimed, "That fucking goalkeeper of his didn't even let my guys have a proper shot, damn it!"

"Denmark, we are in public," Norway remarked, "stop using those vulgarities. They can hear the F word too, you know."

"So what?" cried Denmark, "let them hear my frustrations!"

"Sweden, what should we do?" Finland asked, "Denmark is the heaviest drinker in Northern Europe. He'll drink until his death."

"L't 'im drin'," Sweden replied, drinking his beer, "it's b'ett'r lik' 'dat."

Norway also grew tired of consoling Denmark, and sat down next to Iceland and Greenland.

"Guess there's only one thing to do from here," Norway said, "Bartender; I want some beer for me and my friends here now! And make those five rounds of them for starters."

"Norway… nice of you to get drunk with me…" Denmark remarked, "We're such great pals!"

"Nor…" Iceland said.

"Denmark will pay for all six of us, so let's drink to our hearts' content," Norway pointed out.

"But I still got the last laugh alright," Denmark said, "I managed to report to the authorities of the Dutch gals wearing orange in the front."

"So you were the one," Greenland said, "I'm not surprised if it were you."

"Mi too," Sweden remarked.

"But what good would that do?" Iceland wondered.

"Ha ha, let us drink my brothers!" Denmark declared.

Suddenly, the Swedish National Anthem played and Sweden took out his cellphone.

"'Cuse mi," he said.

"Sweden, we got him all wrapped up," the voice said, "you got your guy yet?"

"'E's st'll drin'in," he replied, "May nid a bat…"

Netherlands' Case (with the Benelux)

In another part of Johannesburg, the Netherlands was placed in a blindfold and his limbs were tied.

"Arg… what is going on here?" he demanded, "Denmark, you are detestable for your lack of sportsmanship! Let me go this instance!"

"Who said we were Denmark?" a female voice shot back.

"Uhh…that voice is…" Netherlands said, "Bel, I know it's you."

"Hey, what about me!" pouted another female voice, "I'm the youngest one here!"

"Me and my little sisters, even Lux is here!" Netherlands said.

"You damned paedophile…" Belgium cursed.

"Well, I like them youthful," Netherlands retorted, "now what is this for? Untie me now."

"No can do," Belgium said, "you deserve this."

"Are you two working with Denmark?" Netherlands exclaimed.

Suddenly, the blindfold was removed and Netherlands found that he was in his hotel suite. Belgium and Luxembourg were indeed there, but they were dressed in a Japanese schoolgirl outfit.

"Ha ha," Netherlands laughed, "you two look way too old for those clothes!"

"Hey, we had to beg Japan to lend us his country's schoolgirl uniform and you're having a laugh-off at us," Belgium said, "we thought you would like it. It does feel quite… youthful."

"This is very embarrassing for us too, Big Bro," Luxembourg remarked.

"At least you chase after young girls and not your own family, unlike Belarus," Belgium remarked, "congrats for your victory over Denmark."

"Don't mention that bastard," Netherlands said, "that bastard got my favourite dresses banned from the World Cup."

"Maybe we should've dressed ourselves in those instead," Luxembourg said.

"Never mind, I got Sweden and Norway to help us bag the ultimate present for you," Belgium said.

She opened up the closet door and there revealed his recent opponent in the World Cup. It was Denmark and his face was all red like a tomato (due to the drinking). He was stripped of his shirt and only wore boxers. As Netherlands had noticed, the Dane was cuffed in his hands and legs. Belgium proceeded to tighten a collar around the Dane and gave a leash to her brother.

"After that orange dress thing, we met the Nordics and made a deal," Luxembourg explained, "they would let Denmark drink himself drunk and pay for their drinks too."

"And in return, you get Denmark and can do whatever you want with him," Belgium continued, "I know he messed you up in the past. Time for payback?"

The Netherlands smiled and tugged the leash, dragging the Dane towards him. He then prepared to make a fist.

"Hmm… Hungary didn't install her hidden cameras in here… did she?" asked the Dutch Nation.

"You can trust your zusters," Belgium replied, "just don't kill Denmark, or we will have an international situation on our hands."

"Ik kan hem nog steeds pijn," Netherlands said.

"We got a first aid kit in here just in case, so you need not to restrain yourself," Belgium said.

"But truth is… Hungary overheard the plan and made us set cameras…" Luxembourg thought worriedly, "or else, she would tattletale this plan to Denmark."

America's Case (with France, Australia and New Zealand)

Meanwhile, in another bar in Rustenburg, another group of Nations were drinking to their hearts' content over the happenings in the last few days.

"I thought it would be like the Revolutionary War where I beat the crap out of Iggy," America commented, "but at least I tied with him."

"Le Uruguay is a tough one," France remarked, sipping in his Burgundy wine, "even my deadly French charms can't move those South Americans."

"I was actually worried about Slovakia, but I still showed him in the end and we tied," New Zealand cried, "that taught him to underestimate the All-Whites!"

"At least you ain't like me," Australia said, "that Germany literally buried my team alive in footballs."

"Hey, aren't we playing soccer in the World Cup?" America asked.

"Only you call them soccer, it is actually called the football," France explained, "as in you kick the ball with your foot."

"And the sport you call 'football' is actually rugby," New Zealand butted in, "where I, New Zealand, excels in by reputation."

"Now where's mon Angleterre?" France wondered, "I thought I had called him out for a drink with us."

"The guy said he got private stuff to do," New Zealand said, "another round of beer for us!"

England's Case (with Unexpected Guest)

In a dark basement of a hotel, England was making his preparations of the future World Cup matches. Dressed in black hooded robes, England was standing alongside with several other men in similar wear. They stood in front of a fire, and a pentagram was drawn on the ground.

"Uh, Mr England, must we do this again?" asked one of the cultists.

"Of course you git!" England yelled, unveiling his hood, "we must curse our enemies with all our might to stop them from winning this World Cup. It's our national pride as Englishmen!"

"But aren't they your allies?" another cultist asked.

"America backstabbed me with that Revolutionary War stunt and dared compare that match to that war!" England snapped, "And France is a frog who relies on girls to fight for him! Let's curse them now!"

"But your curses aren't doing so much effect so far…" a third cultist mentioned.

"That's because you never cursed them properly!" England yelled, "Russia did it and succeeded in a way, and so can I. Let's do it!"

The cult then began to murmur over the fire as they called out for the dark force to vanquish enemies of England's football team. Suddenly, the fire bursted and a tall human-like shadow appeared.

"Is… is that t-the… Devil?" exclaimed the cultists.

The fire blew out all of the sudden, and the shape was made clear. He was a tall man in a tan Red Army Coat, and wore a scarf around his neck which England could attribute to only one man… or Nation.

"Russia… what are you doing here?" England exclaimed, "We were trying to summon the Devil, Satan, enemy of Mankind."

"I think that America inserting Russians as villains in his movies would automatically brand me as that, da," Russia said, "got any vodka?"

"No, but we got ale and whiskey in here," England said, "Since you're here, mind as well drink with me. I need a fellow Nation to complain about America and France."

"Da," Russia replied, "glad that you would want me to drink with you, England."

"Don't misunderstand!" England cried, "I'm doing this for my convenience, not for you."

Switzerland's Case (with Liechtenstein)

In a cheap 3-star hotel room in Durban, Switzerland was having a specially made dinner with his little sister, Liechtenstein. They were having cheese fondue for their meal.

"So… you had made this meal for me…" Switzerland said, "…for my victory…"

"Actually, I was so happy when you got admitted into the finals that I will still make it even if you lose," Liechtenstein admitted, "I spent the past few months in Hungary's house to practice."

"So that's why you had been running off to recently," Switzerland said, "I almost held France and Netherlands hostage for that."

"Here, try my cheese fondue please," Liechtenstein said, "And good luck for your future matches. Chile and Honduras are fierce opponents, so please endure."

"Uh… of course," Switzerland answered, eating his fondue, "and this is quite… delicious, you can work on more it too."

"And she better… or else I can go to England's house for lunch," Switzerland thought.

"It tastes… strange… hope it is still to Bruder's tastes…" Liechtenstein thought.

Greece and Algeria's Case (with Turkey and Egypt)

Meanwhile, inside a snooker place in Port Elizabeth, Turkey was having a game of snooker with some old territories from his time as the Ottoman Empire.

"Personally, I am very ashamed of the both of ya!" Turkey exclaimed, striking the billiard ball, "I should've showed the UEFA my stuff back then if I had to entrust the World Cup to you fools!"

"Well, Slovenia was a tough opponent," Algeria protested, "try having a match with him!"

"And Greece, you lost to that Asian who claims everything related to football as his!" Turkey ranted, "Losing to him now gets that Korean all the more arrogant!"

However, there was no reply as Greece had fallen to sleep on the snooker table. Egypt stared at the sleeping Greece, then at Turkey.

"Ya idiot, don't fall asleep!" Turkey yelled, "I came here to scold you badly, not for you to be taking your naps!"

"I wished that they could choose my place instead," Egypt said, "it may be old, but it will exotic to play football there."

Suddenly, an Afrikaner thug from another table threw an eight-ball at Turkey's face.

"Oi, shut up you Black!" shouted the thug.

"Hey, I'm a Turk for your information!" Turkey retorted, "You will pay for your racist talking!"

Japan and the Koreas' Case (with China)

In a Chinese restaurant in the city of Bloemfontein, China had gathered Japan and the two Korea brothers under one roof for a grand Chinese-style dinner.

"I am so proud of all of you!" China proclaimed, "Korea, you pulverised Greece. Japan, you crushed Cameroon. And Joseon, though this is your second time here, you still held out against Brazil."

"Arigatou, Chugoku-san," Japan said as he bowed to China.

"Of course I did," Korea proclaimed, "after all, football originates from Korea."

"No it's not!" China shouted.

"Korea-kun, please don't claim that everything comes from you!" Japan insisted.

"Nam, I hope we may meet in the finals or quarter finals in this World Cup," Joseon commented, "I really want to settle our feud, perhaps we continue the Korean War back home."

"Bug, I really hope we can resolve the Cheonan incident without war," Korea said, being serious instead, "must a war really be the future for us?"

"Everybody, this is supposed to be a celebration," China said, "The Cheonan thing will have to wait after the World Cup. Please enjoy the food."

"For the last thing, I am innocent!" Joseon yelled, "I've already sent my testimony to the UN."

"But my testimony will overrule yours!" Korea declared, "Even Japan-hyung agrees with me."

"You…" Joseon cried, staring at the Japanese Nation.

"I was only stating the facts," Japan insisted.

"You want a missile right at Tokyo, right?" Joseon said, "Then I will…"

"Joseon, don't launch your missiles as you please!" China exclaimed.

Joseon couldn't take it anymore, and drew out his pistol at Korea. By then, Korea also had his pistol drawn out.

"Capitalist pig, so you really want a fight," Joseon said.

"Bug, you really have changed," Korea said, "damn that Russian."

"This one is going to your vital regions," Joseon remarked.

"Can you stop with the lewd terms?" China demanded.

"Chugoku-san, perhaps we should leave before this place turns into a battlefield," Japan suggested.

"Okay, but I will have to foot the bill first…" China agreed, "…and think how much extra charge we need to pay for the damage done."

Cameroon's Case (with Japan and China and Pets)

Leaving the Korea brothers to their fate in the room, China and Japan instead took a long stroll on the streets of Bloemfontein. Eventually, they got to the same stadium where Japan had fought against the African Nation Cameroon.

"I still remembered you fighting Cameroon out there that day," China said, "I was quite worried about you at first, but you made your da-ge so proud."

"We are not really related," Japan said.

"Come on, your language and clothes are derived from mine," China noted.

"Huh? I thought I heard something out there…" Japan said.

The two Asian Nations moved out into the football field and saw an African man practicing his football alone. He wore a green shirt with yellow shorts, the colours for the Cameroonian Indomitable Lions. However, it was the cross-shaped scar that identified him as Cameroon.

"Cameroon-san!" called Japan, "what are you doing here tonight?"

At once, Cameroon stopped his practice and turned to face the two Asians.

"Practising for the future games," Cameroon replied, "since we are in Group E, we are bound to face Netherlands and Denmark."

"Japan, you should be careful around those two Europeans," China warned, "for one, they are very tall and that could be an advata…"

"Chugoku-san, we are not playing basketball," Japan corrected.

"Despite his smoking habits and obscene liking for young girls, the Netherlands is a tricky opponent and one we have to fight against if we must advance to the finals," Cameroon said, "therefore, I am training myself for that match."

"Cameroon-san, can I train together with you?" Japan asked, "It will be more realistic this way."

"Sure thing," Cameroon said.

"And I will join in too, good thing I brought my national football jersey with me," China said.

Soon, both Japan and China had gotten in their football jerseys and they started to practice with Cameroon. From the shelters of the stadium, a lion cub encountered a furry dog he never met before.

"Hey you, you look interesting," the lion cub said.

"Konnichiwa, I am Japan-sama's cute doggy," the dog introduced, "you can call me Pochi-kun."

"I am Cameroon's pet lion," the lion cub replied, "he named me Kokolo. My master faces so much political trouble in his house. You see, his southern half is English-speaking where as the north is French-speaking."

"Same here, Japan-sama has his boss changed when he couldn't get those Americans out of Okinawa-sama's home," Pochi said.

"Though we are merely animals, let's work hard for our masters," Kokolo said, licking Pochi-kun's neck.

"Kokolo-san, please!" exclaimed Pochi, "Take responsibility for defiling me!"

"Geez, I only licked you," Kokolo said.

Spain's Case (with Romano)

Inside his hotel suite in Durban, Spain was having a call with Romano, his favourite colony.

"Romano, I feel quite disappointed," Spain lamented, "the news keep saying that I could be champ and I lost my first match to Switzerland."

"You bastard, if you want to complain, tell that to someone who cares!" Romano snapped, "at least my brother and I defeated Paraguay!"

"Yah that's right," Spain said, "I shouldn't be disheartened yet. I must hold on until I can have revenge on England, the Netherlands and America… maybe all three. They will pay for ending my empire days with you~"

At that point, Romano cut the line with Spain.

"That bastard's spurting crap of those days again," Romano yelled, "I have to find my brother now. Where could he be? Other than his bed, which I found no one, it's got to be that potato bastard! Off to Durban!"

Germany and Italy's Case (with Romano)

While most Nations were partying in some way or consoling themselves after a loss, it was weird that the German juggernaut, who fought a four to nil against Australia, to be sleeping instead of having a party.

Inside his hotel room in Durban, it was lights out for Germany as he took a well sleep against his next opponent, Serbia. However, he was in for a rude awakening of a loud blow horn.

"AHH!" exclaimed Germany.

As he got off his bed, he found the source of the disturbance – Italy and his vuvuzela in the Italian tricolour.

"Italy, why am I not surprised?" mentioned Germany.

"Ciao, Germany!" greeted Italy, "everybody is celebrating after all the Nations have fought their first match. I want to spend time with you too."

"As you could see, I was sleeping for my future matches," Germany stated.

"But your fight against Serbia is not tomorrow," Italy mentioned.

"No excuse to over-indulge myself," Germany said, "I will break barrels only after I beat everyone else in this World Cup!"

"Good luck Germany, you were great fighting against Australia," Italy said.

"You aren't half bad in football yourself, world champion," Germany said, "If only you were like that during World War II."

Suddenly, the door bursted open and a football rolled into Germany's room. Romano was standing behind the door, and had a machete on hand already.

"I knew it was you potato bastard!" Romano yelled, "Kidnapping my little brother to destroy Italy's chances to win this year is low, especially for a guy who pummelled Australia down under."

"Romano, let me explain!" Germany said, "Your brother was the one who came here on his own accord."

Italy, in mean time, was blowing away in his vuvuzela. He was completely oblivious to the atmosphere of things.

"Potato bastard, I'm gonna slice all your muscles off one b…" Romano said, before he got a blast of Italy's vuvuzela in his ears at blank-point.

"Fratello…" Italy said, "You're here too. Let's go down to the bar!"

Prussia's Case (with some other Nations)

Prussia was not in South Africa to support his brother, but instead in Germany's basement as always. He was seated in front of his computer and typing something in.

"Keseee…~" cried Prussia, "I knew that taking Macau's advice was awesome."

"Prussia, you should seriously try setting an online gambling tab for us Nations," Macau mentioned.

"Now let's see who the bets are going for the upcoming matches and for West," Prussia continued.

Sealand: Jerk Prussia, I bet 1'000'000 Sealand dollars to have Jerk England lose to that Jerk Algeria guy.

Prussia: Sealand dollar is not legal tender, pay in pounds, euro or US dollars at least. P.S. At least I used to be an awesome nation who seized vital regions. Have you done that?

Seychelles: 12K euro for France to win and 30K euro for the Eyebrow Bastard to lose.

Prussia: Okay Seychelles and I want to come to your islands again after this World Cup. So prepare for your vital regions to be seized.

Liechtenstein: Bruder told me not to gamble, but I want to wish him the best. 1000 euro for Bruder Switzerland to endure through.

Prussia: Oh, and don't be shy. You are welcome to bet more, it will more exciting like that.

China: 100K RMB for Korea, Japan and Joseon!

Prussia: You Asians always side with one another! And who is Joseon actually?

Macau: You fucking German, you stole my idea!

Prussia: Too bad, I set it up in my Awesome Blog first!

Austria: 20K euro on Germany, if you please. P.S. You better not squander away my hard-earned savings.

Prussia: Make me! You and what army?

Hungary: Be an honest dealer Prussia. Or else…

Prussia: Urgg… fine then! Specs, you were lucky!

Norway: When Denmark fights Cameroon, he better loses. Me and the guys can have beer. That'll be 200K krones on my part.

Prussia: I want to join in too, Norway! I can tease Denmark for his defeat!

Russia: 1'000'000 rubles for my little friend, North Korea, to win.

Prussia: I want to pretend I never saw that, but the money reeled me in.

Belarus: Brother, brother! Marry me, marry me!

Prussia: Hey, this is spam! Go haunt Russia in his house, not my Awesome Blog!

Taiwan: 300K New Taiwan dollars for Japan to crush that paedophilic Netherlands.

Prussia: Taiwan? Nice to have you here and your bet will be managed.

Translations

Zusters – sisters

Ik kan hem nog steeds pijn – I can still hurt him

Fratello – brother

Notes

Joseon (North Korea) calls South Korea "Nam" or South in Korean. Likewise, Korea refers his elder brother as "Bug" or North in Korean.

North Korea is actually called Joseon (or Chosun or Choson). That is actually the old term for Korea. Internationally, he's known as North Korea, the DPR Korea or Red Korea.

In my personal opinion, Luxembourg would be the youngest of the Benelux Trio. After all, he is a Grand Duchy and her siblings are Kingdoms.

It strikes me from many fanart that Belgium should be a liberal-minded character (that is basically my personal stereotype of modern Europeans), and I depict her as mischievous to some extent. Luxembourg would be a follower to her siblings, and admires both of them greatly.

BTW, if you must judge my stereotype of Europeans, pay attention to the canon characters of France and Netherlands. A perverted France and smoking/paedophilic Netherlands justify that. My ideas for Belgium would be more moderate, and she gets disgusted by France and Netherlands often.

Future Projects:

1. Falklands War (making Argentina character)

2. Poland during Napoleonic Wars

3. Colonisation of Togoba by Courland

4. Litbel (finished)

5. Singapore special (reserved for 9 August/National Day)

6. Hong Kong Handover (reserved for 1 July)

7. Sino-American relations (Nixon goes to China, partly inspired by Karate Kid movie)