Ah, world meetings. In which all the hot male countries of the world come together to (not) fight and look supa smexy! Little did any of those idiots know, someone had been secretly stalking them for months and had finally found the location of their top secret world meetings *cough*Hilary Clintons basement*cough* who said that? Anyways, shits gonna hit the ceiling fan, yall! Whatever will happen?

At world meeting…

It was chaos…as usual.

"Frog!" England tackled France as America watched…and laughed.

"Oh honhonhonhon, Angleterre," France laughed as he and England rolled around. "I never thought you'd want to release sexual tension this way!"

America suddenly stopped laughing.

"Hey, that's MY man!" he joined the fray.

"Yes, keep fighting…" Canada laughed darkly, holding a rabies-infested Kumakitchi…Kumakutchi? Kumajuri?

Whatever, you get the drift; it was chaos…until Germany stood up…

"Would everyone just shut the fuck up!" he roared, throwing a random shoe across the room, hitting America in the face.

"OUCH! Dude, was that really necessary?" said America, clutching his (swollen) face.

"Quiet! I think I heard something…" Germany mumbled.

Fearing the possibility of having footwear thrown at them, the others complied. Sure enough a slight 'she shaw, she shaw, she shaw' could be heard.

"What the Herr?" spoke up Japan.

"What eez it?" panicked France, fearing another fan girl attack. (read 'When Fangirls Attack' by princess-of-all-saiyins)

"Eep!" Whimpered Italy, who was presently hiding under the table, trusty white flag in hand.

"It sounds like it's coming from above us-" England barley got to finish his sentence before a sawed out hole in the ceiling fell on the middle of the meeting table with a 'CRASH', scaring the still-hiding Italy shitless. No one even got the chance to get over their shock before a figure dressed entirely in black and a ski mast flipped through the hole and landed on the table in a ninja pose, saw held up like a sword.

"Oh my Gowrd! It's a ninja!" shrieked Japan.

Everyone screamed like little girls and ran to the nearest corner (passing the stairs on the way, I might add). The ninja slowly started walking towards the nations, dragging the saw behind him.

"We're all going to DIE!" sobbed Romano.

"I'm to beautiful to be minced!" if you didn't know France said that, you're an idiot. :I

"China not go down without fight!" said the eldest of the group.

Russia tried to stop him yelling something like, "Sunflower, no!" but it was to late. China had already jumped, like, ten feet in the air, big ass pot in hand.

Everyone watched in awe as China raised his pot, coming towards the attacker in slow motion. Closer, closer, closer, China was gonna beat him! … Then the ninja pulled out a gun and shot China in the head. Brain matter exploded everywhere, landing on the walls and floor. Canada giggled as Mr. Bear (I don't know his name -_-) ate some. Needless to say, everyone had a 0_0 face (minus Canada, of course).

"You've been terminated, bitch." said the ninja.

"Wait a minute?" said Italy.

"T-that voice?" said Germany.

"Eet can't be…" squeaked France.

"…" that was Canada.

"…AID's Fairy? Is that you?" Italy asked.

"Who?" said everyone not mentioned above.

The ninja pulled off the ski mask to reveal transparently pale skin, dark blue eyes, and a mane of frizzy brown hair.

"ITALY!" the girl screamed, glomping the poor Italian before he even knew what hit him, "I missed you so much! But I'm not in super hero mode right now, so you can just call me Kenzie. :D"

"Wait a minute! Why the Hell are you here?" Germany growled (guess he was angry Kenzie was still straddling his boy toy).

"It got cold at my place. So I decided to come live with all of you guys!"

All the nations took on a horrified look, except Canada.

"So where's the friend you had with you last time?" Canada asked, a sadistic gleam in his eyes.

"Hmmm? Oh her. That's her over there." Kenzie said, pointing to the dead body of China.

"Blackie Chan is China?" asked Russia.

"China's Blackie Chan?" asked Turkey (don't ask me where the Hell he came from).

"Oh, sure. Everyone knows Blackie Chan, but nope, not the AID's Fairy. T_T" moped Kenzie.

People continued to spout out stupid questions while Kenzie walked over to 'China' and began to wipe a crapload of makeup off the cosplayers face. Once the half-black face was revealed, silence fell over the room.

"…She's black…" said Russia.

"State the obvious, idiot." Kenzie replied, still upset no one remembered her. Apparently Russia didn't like being called an idiot.

"Kolkolkol. So where's the real China?" that freaky blue aura appeared around him. Kenzie didn't notice.

"He's right here!" she said, pulling out a large duffel bag. She opened it and pulled out a hog-tied China, grunting and mumbling about the heavy weight…before dropping him on his face.

Prussia came out of his self proclaimed 'awesome corner' and looked from China to Blackie Chan, then back to China.

"Amazing, they look just alike!" he exclaimed.

"What? No they don't!" yelled Kenzie.

"It's like they're twins!" said a bug-eyed America.

"…Well, I can understand you thinking that, but-" Kenzie was interrupted by England.

"I've never seen such a close resemblance before…"

"Ok, fine!" Kenzie huffed, "If it weren't for the fact she's black and has a pair of tig 'ol biddies you could land a plane on she would look exactly like China. -_-" Kenzie and her sarcasm went unnoticed.

While the others continued to fuss over the bodies of Blackie Chan and China, Canada walked over to Kenzie.

"So you're going to be staying with us?" he asked.

"YUP! Guess what that means?" Kenzie said in an excited voice.

Everyone stopped what they were doing to listen to the answer.

"This crackfic is officially becoming a story!" confetti started falling from the sky around Kenzie.

Everyone else, however, saw lightning flash through the window, heard a wolf howl in the distance, and somewhere in the world, they heard Justin Beiber knocking up another hoe.

"Oh shit!" they all said as Kenzie obliviously continued to dance in the confetti.