This chapter was a total pain in the ass. Princess-of-all-saiyins, you had better appreciate this. -_-

*story start*

"Ok. Just stay quiet, sit still, and keep your hands to yourself." Germany repeated for the millionth time that afternoon.

"Why do you keep telling me this? -_-" Kenzie asked, then looked over to Prussia, who was sitting next to her in the back of the car. "HE'S the much more likely rapist." Prussia didn't say anything to this.

"Yes," Germany sighed, "that goes for both of you."

"So what's this meeting about anyways." Prussia asked, obviously bored.

"That's classified information!" Germany snapped. "And vhat does it matter to you anyways? You're both going to be waiting in the lobby until I'm through."

"What?" Kenzie and Prussia yelled.

"That doesn't sound awesome at all! ." Prussia whined.

"To bad." was all Germany had to say.

"But I don't wanna sit in a lobby. T_T" Kenzie moaned.

"Yeah West. My awesomeness needs to be shared with the world." Prussia added in.

"I don't give a rats ass about vhat either of you two vant!" Germany finally snapped, tired of listening to the two bitch. "You're both going to sit in the Gott verdammt lobby and you're going to ENJOY IT!"

"Pain in the ass…" Kenzie mumbled to herself.

"Vhat vas that?" Germany snapped in his commander voice.

"Nothing, Sir!" Kenzie cowered.

"Good." Kenzie and Prussia were to afraid to speak after that.

A few minutes later the car came to a stop, signaling the trio had reached their destination. They all entered the meeting building.

"This is vhere I'll be leaving you both." Germany said, pointing to a few uncomfortable looking plastic chairs. "So vhat vill you two do vhile I'm gone?"

Prussia scoffed, "Be loud/obnoxious, move nonstop, and grope everyone within ten feet of those ugly-ass chairs." He was silenced by a punch to the face that left him unconscious (courtesy of a certain German). Germany then turned to Kenzie, waiting for an answer from her. She took a quick look at the unconscious Prussian and gulped.

"Oh, ummm! Nothing! I'm going to sit here and do nothing and be really REALLY boring! Hehe! 0_0" she quickly said. That was a good enough answer for Germany, who turned and walked off to the meeting room. Kenzie just stood there, not entirely sure what to do.

"Excuse me, miss." came an uptight, rude voice. Kenzie turned to see a slim blond woman that looked to be in her late 30s, wearing a formal business skirt and blouse, glaring behind her glasses at her.

"…Me?" said Kenzie, confused as to why everyone seemed to want to snap at her that day.

" Yes, you." the stranger scowled. "Do you mind getting your boyfriend out of the middle of the hallway. Some people would like to get bye." she finished, pointing at the Prussian.

"Him? He's not my-…wait a minute," Kenzie looked around the room, "what do you mean 'some people'? We're the only ones here."

"Mam, try to control your temper." the stranger said in a weary tone.

"Temper? But I was just pointing out the fact the we're the only ones-"

"Miss, I'll call the police for backup!" the lady threatened.

"But I'm not doing anything-" at that moment the lady pulled out a can of pepper spray and aimed it for Kenzie's head.

"I'll give you one more chance, Mam! If you don't calm down this instant, I'll pepper spray you!"

Kenzie held up her hands in defense. "Whoa, chick! Just calm down! I haven't even done anything- *spray* WAHHHHHHH!" Kenzie screamed, attempting to rub the pepper spray out of her eyes (and failing). The woman was meanwhile talking through a walkie talkie.

"This is Lutenent S. S. Spicy-sauce, requesting backup at World Meeting place! Hurry, this girls dangerous!"

*Meanwhile in the meeting room*

"Did someone just say something about sauce?" France asked, oblivious to the ciaos going on outside.

"Shut up, Frog." England said, thinking France was just being a bloody wanker (I don't know what that means, but it sounds England-ish).

"This-a meeting on our-a countries economics is just about over anyways." cheered Italy.

"Yup! All that's left if for me to explain why all you dudes need to give me money to bail me out of this lame depression and we can all go-" Germany cut off America.

"Shhhh!" he was quiet for a few seconds. "I think I heard something."

All the nations listened and sure enough a slight 'she shaw she shaw she' could be heard.

"W-what is that!" whisper-screamed England.

"Where's it coming from!" panicked America.

"Eep!" Italy hid under the table.

"Anyone else getting a sense of 'de ja vous'?" France asked, before a sawed out hole from the ceiling came crashing down on the meeting table, scaring the still-hiding Italy shitless.

A second later, none other that Blackie Chan came flipping through the hole, landing on the table. When she looked up there was a murderous gleam in her eyes.

"WHERE'S THAT TRIGGER HAPPY BITCH!" she screamed.

Everyone in the room immediately looked towards Switzerland, who had a 'who me?' look on his face.

"No no no! I mean that bitch, the AID's Fairy." she corrected.

"You mean Kenzie?" asked England.

"Ken- DAMNIT KENZ! We weren't supposed to tell everyone our names!" she yelled, banging her head against the wall. "That's why we came up with our hero names in the first place! Now I'm REALLY gonna kill you!"

"Kill her? 0_0" France asked.

"Don't give me that typed face! She had it coming. NOW WHERE IS SHE!"

All the nations were to afraid to speak. Eventually America (being the hero he was) managed to point a shaky finger towards the door leading to the lobby where Kenzie and Prussia were supposed to be waiting.

Blackie Chan hurled to heavy door open before anyone even saw her cross the room.

"Now, dear sister, it's time to pay- da fuck?" Blackie Chan would have gone on, but she was faced with a sight that left her speechless.

Prussia was still laying in the floor unconscious (only now he was wearing a pink frilly dress for some reason), papers were flying everywhere, red lights were flashing, SWAT officers were running around chasing chickens that had machine guns and grenades. And in the middle of it all, Kenzie was tied to a stick, roasting over a roaring fire, attempting to blow it out.

Blackie Chan gasped "Kenzie!"

Kenzie momentarily stopped her blowing "ROCHELLE! The chickens tied me up! They wanna eat me!"

"Aw, HELL no!" Rochelle yelled, taking out her ear rings. "No cannibalistic chickens going to eat MY white twin!" out of nowhere a wok and ladle (like China's) appeared in her hands. A second later she had joined into the fray.

Back in the meeting room France said, "Didn't she want to kill Kenzie ten seconds ago?" All the other nations just shrugged.

"HIIIIIIIII YA!" Rochelle screamed as she knocked another chicken and SWAT officer out of a window.

"Go Rochelle!" Kenzie cheered, still roasting over the fire.

"That's Blackie Chan to you!" Rochelle yelled, knocking an officer into a wall with a sickening crunch.

"Yeah! Hit 'em with your pot again!" Kenzie cheered, starting to get delirious form the heat.

"IT'S *punch chicken in face* A *knees officer in groin* WOK *gives chicken a wet willy* YOU *gives officer Indian sunburn* IDIOT!" Rochelle then punched the ground so hard that it rippled out around her, and burying everyone within 20 feet of her.

"And THAT'S how you do it." Rochelle finished with a victorious smile on her face…until she noticed Kenzie was still burning alive. "Gah! Kenzie!" she finally sprinted over to help her friend before she turned into a human shish kabob.

Rochelle said in a teary voice, "I'M SORRY FOR NOT HELPING YOU SOONER!" tears started leaking from her eyes.

"I'M SORRY FOR SHOOTING YOU IN THE FACE!" Kenzie sobbed.

"YOU SHOULD BE!"

At that moment the two did an epic friendship hug, consisting mostly of snot and tears.

"Gross." Japan deadpanned. The others nodded.

"So this means another annoying persons going to be mooching at my house?" asked Germany, the two girls were still too caught up in their forgiveness moment to hear him.

"…I'll take that as a yes.-_-" he said.

Later that night at Germany's house, Kenzie, Rochelle, and Germany were all sitting around watching movies and eating popcorn.

"Today was fun." stated Kenzie. "Hey Rochelle, how'd you come back to life anyways?"

"Anything's possible with the internet." Rochelle answered, patting Kenzie on the head like a three year old.

"I'm not sure vhat that means," Germany stated, "but I'm glad this whole ordeals over with."

"But don't you kind of feel like we're forgetting something?" Kenzie asked. All of them got a distant look in their eyes.

*meanwhile, at the destroyed meeting building*

"Ah! My head!" Prussia groaned, finally wakening up, only to find the destroyed building and him wearing a dress.

"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED HERE!"

Well, there ya have it. Rochelle's alive again, Prussia's clueless, and there were cannibalistic chickens that had a taste for human flesh. Hope you enjoyed it.

Now, review people! Review my pants off! Review your pants off! Hell, throw in a bra! Tell me what you think. XD