A/N: Please pardon the rushed feel of this. I wasn't sure of how this madness would all began, but I felt like America had to be involved, and Canada would be first to snap (Since he isn't necessarily weak, just unnoticed) so, yeah. ^.^'
Italy was now standing at the metal door of his cage. There was a small window, a hatch for food and plenty of bolts. He was waiting for breakfast, usually served by America. Italy's face went up into a sneer, thinking of the country.
"Breakfast." A familiar voice said bitterly, yet still as annoying as ever.
Italy took the food, uncaring. He walked to his bed (Which was hard to sleep in) and sat, biting into one of the tomatoes like it was an apple. The red juice stained his hands and lips and speckles of scarlet dropped on his now opened note book.
He began to write.
"Germany found out of our alliance, and soon everyone else did as well." He crunched into the tender flesh once more. "Especially after what happened between Canada and America."
Germany frowned at Italy. "Vell, if that's vat you vant, then I von't argue Italy...But who's Canada?"
"Oh, he's America's brother! He's north of him. And get this- He's almost as big as Russia!"
Germany looked shocked. "VAT? And how come I've never heard of him?"
Italy shrugged. "He's shy!"
At that moment, Germany's doorbell rang.
Italy ran to the door, ecstatic. "Ciao, Germany, I'm leaving with Canada and Sealand!"
Germany found himself alone and fairly confused.
Italy, Canada, and Sealand were at Sealand's house, sitting on a pier. They were kicking their legs and enjoying the breeze.
Sealand, however, was complaining. "Yeah, England is really the only person I want to acknowledge me. But he wont! But he made me! He raised America when he was little..."
Canada and Italy understood.
However, they were shocked when America popped up. "Cool story bro, tell it again!"
The three others looked at him, only now aware of his presence.
Italy was first to panic, hiding behind Canada. "When did you get here America?"
America laughed loudly. "Yeah yeah, I wanted to see what Sealand looked like. You're so small!" America poked Sealand's cheek. "And defenseless...Hey, can I have your land? Of course I can, you can't do anything!"
Sealand's eyes widened with worry. "B-But, this is all I have!" Tears formed in Sealand's eyes. "Just leave me be, America!"
"Nah, I want this rock! There could be oil nearby, and we all know that I'm running out."
Canada rose. "Leave him alone." He said, his eyes shadowed.
An annoying laugh sounded again. "Canada, bro, you're not gonna do anything to me! Why would you?"
Canada pulled out a gun and pressed it to America's forehead. "Leave Sealand alone. I've never really used one of these, but I don't think I'll miss from here."
Italy felt a shiver run up and down his spine. Canada was smiling at America.
"He's one of five people who notice me; You, who's the worst asshole ever, Cuba, who always thinks I'm you, France, and Italy and Sealand, who were kind enough to become allies with me!" Canada used his thumb to lower the hammer. "So, make up your mind; Surrender to me or I'll blast your brains out...Brother."
America slowly raised his hands. "J-Just tell me what you want, bro!"
Canada's eyes widened slightly. He looked to Italy and Sealand. "Well?"
Sealand and Italy were flustered. They'd never done anything like this before...
Sealand, though, was first to speak. "Help us dominate England!"
Canada and America both looked at Sealand strangely.
Italy, however, agreed. "It seems fine to me, ve~. You want him to acknowledge you, so lets help him along, no?"
Canada nodded before turning back to America. "You heard Sealand. We're going to invade England, take his Vital Regions and afterwards, his country."
America gulped. The way Canada continued to smile worried him.
Italy was proud of Canada when he left his shell and finally took control. Now, when he thinks about it, it's really a bit of a turn on. Back then, everything was harmless, but they soon figured out that when you play with fire, you're gonna get burned.