To the End

World Cup 2010: After days of intense fighting, sixteen Nations have made it to the finals. Nonetheless, this won't be a smooth-sailing journey for them too. Before the finals between Uruguay and South Korea, the Nations took a break for now.

France's, England's and America's Case

In the Rustenburg Airport, France was about to go through the customs on his flight back to France. After his humiliation this year, his boss was getting furious over this.

"France, return to Paris now!" his boss shouted, "I want a good explanation on what happened in South Africa."

"Sacre bleu, what a day this turned out to be…" France moaned.

Suddenly, a familiar Englishman and American came up behind of France.

"So France, you have suffered perhaps your greatest defeat yet!" England mocked, "Cursing you after all these years finally worked, ha ha!"

"You… you cursed me…" France exclaimed, "you rosbif!"

"C'mon, there's no such thing as a curse!" America laughed, "You've been doing that for centuries and I don't feel cursed."

"Watch it, Alfred," England warned, "that match of yours with Ghana; I will curse you until you become like France."

Suddenly, a government agent walked up to France and tapped him.

"Monsieur France, we will be leaving soon," the agent said.

"Angleterre, I will get you next time," France declared.

"Yes yes, make sure you tell Mr Sarkozy I said hello to him," England said, "and that England will be the top for the next hundred years."

"Ha, now that's a joke!" America exclaimed, "as if you can last against Germany!"

"That's why I have prepared a team to curse that Kraut," England said.

Korea's and Joseon's Case (with China)

In Port Elizabeth, China was being stalked by Korea as always. Along the way, they encountered Joseon, dressed in his red hanbok and staring at the Korean.

"You bastard, you ruined all my chances for victory!" Joseon cried.

"Well, you were the one who had to fight me," Korea said, "don't be unreasonable, please!"

"Your game is coming up next, so I mind as well ruin it…" Joseon said, "And look out for a declaration of war someday."

"Hey, it's not my fault you lost to Portugal seven to nil!" Korea yelled.

"You want a fight, punk!" Joseon yelled, rolling back his sleeves.

"Please you two, calm down!" Chian cried, "Brothers should not be fighting!"

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

In another part of Rustenburg, Greece and Turkey went out to congratulate Japan for making it to the finals.

"Japan my friend, you've did it and against tall opponents too!" Turkey congratulated, "unlike a certain Hellene."

"Japan, good game you had displayed," Greece said, "and I at least tried my best, unlike a Turk who did not join the World Cup. I have prepared some snacks to eat, want some?"

"Hey, maybe they're poisoned!" Turkey accused, "since you can't win, you're trying to ruin it for others!"

"Please Turkey-san, I am sure they aren't poisoned," Japan said.

"Not until Greece and I get to eat it too, to make sure," Turkey said, "Egypt, you join in too!"

The Egyptian only stared at his Turkish friend, and he nodded soon after.

"Ah… Egypt-san, how do you deal with Greece-san and Turkey-san?" asked Japan.

Egypt bit into one of the snacks and quickly swallowed it. Then, he looked at the Japanese.

"Do nothing first," he replied, "but when they are about to fight… stop them."

Spain's, Germany's and the Italy's Case

In a shady bar, Germany, Spain, Italy and Romano were having a drink together. Romano was spurting various swear words in Italian and Spanish, and Italy was crying.

"Why… we should be on the final sixteen…" Romano yelled, "Potato bastard, I'm sure you did something!

"Oi, I am not England," Germany remarked calmly.

"Calm down Romano, I can give you some hug," Spain remarked.

"Get your hands off of me!" Romano cried.

"At least Spain and Germany actually made it," Italy joyfully said, "I will be rooting for you two!"

The Italian then saluted to the German with his left hand.

"Thanks…" Germany replied, "And you salute with your right hand by the way."

"Of course sir!" cried Italy.

Denmark's and Netherlands' Case (with the Nordics and Benelux)

In another bar in Johannesburg, the Nordic Nations were drinking for Denmark's' defeat and exit from the World Cup. While they were drinking, they came across the Benelux countries.

"Hey Belgi…" Finland cried.

"Let's not use Nation names here," Iceland warned, "Bella, Lucy, Will!"

Hearing out their human names, the three Benelux Nations walked towards the Nordics. Then, they found a drunken Denmark.

"Absolutely pathetic," Netherlands said, "the image of a drunk in defeat, how amusing."

"That you…Dutchy boy…" Denamrk spoke, turning around, "the King o'…Nort'ern…Eur… will no… hic… be… hic… humilia… hic… I will… hic… get… hic… reven… hic!"

"'E's dru' alr'd…" Sweden remarked, "'Dat's fas'…"

"So Netherlands, you and your sisters up for some drinks with us," Norway said, "I have a bat to clobber Denmark with, in case he acts violent."

"C'mon sisters," Netherlands said, "we will be having an all-nighter now!"

"Guess I hold back a little, so that at least one of us can drive us back," Luxembourg suggested.

"You ain't any fun, Lucy!" Belgium exclaimed.

Prussia's Case

In the Berlin Tegel Airport, a flight was set to take off to Bloemfontein in South Africa. Among its passengers, the former Nation of Prussia was seated there and playing on his laptop.

"Kesesese… let's see how the votes are in and who gets into final sixteen," Prussia remarked.

Prussia looked at the screen, and saw that Germany was among those Nations.

"Yes, West made it!" he exclaimed, "too bad for Italy though, but I should go cheer the poor guy up. Anyway, at least he didn't make me waste the ticket flying there at last."

"Uh, Herr… please switch off your electronic device while we are taking off," a flight stewardess informed the Prussian.

"Babe, this here is the awesome Herr Gilbert Beilschmidt," Prussia introduced, "and how about we tour the South African safaris alone when we get there."

"I have to… reject the offer, Herr Beilschmidt," the stewardess said.

Yes, Bella refers to Belgium. Lucy or Lucia refers to Luxembourg, while William/Will refers to Netherlands.