Chapter 2

Place: London, England

"Alfred, are you sure about this?" England asked as he drank his favorite black tea from the white cup. He was on the phone with Alfred, who was, preparing for war. "You can handle him by yourself?"

"I told you already" America replied, rubbing his forehead. "I can deal with him myself. The rest of you Allies can deal with the other Nordics"

Arthur sighed. "Fine, if you say so. There is no way I can stop you anyhow..."

"We'll hold a meeting at your place, okay?" Alfred asked. Arthur heard what sounded like ruffled papers through the phone. "5 days from now."

Arthur nodded. "Alright, see you then" He hung up the phone, Alfred did the same.

England set his phone down and rested his head on his arms. "What am I going to do with him..." He mumbled to himself. He grabbed his phone and dialed Russia's number.

Place: Moscow, Russia

Ivan was looking through his office window, which was facing Finland, his neighbor and new enemy. The scenery was beautiful and simple. The white powdery snow was falling on the ground. A forest of dead leafless trees bundled together as if to keep each other warm. Finally, his sunflower garden was covered with snow. The serenesilence was disturbed when his phone rang. Ivan sighed and when he saw that England had been the one to call to him, he answered.

"What is it, Arthur?" Ivan said with a hint of annoyance.

"Ivan" Arthur said, "Is it you have it ready?"

Ivan smiled and chucked. "Of course I do, don't worry"

"Good, when I'm set, I'll let you go for it" Arthur said, taking a sip of what Russia was sure had to be tea.

"Alright" He replied simply.

"By the way, Ivan" England said before he had a chance to hang up.

"Da?"

"The next meeting is in 5 days, my place"

"Alright, spasibo*"

On the other end, Arthur heard the beep and set his phone down once again.

5 days later...
Place: London, England

The Allies were a sitting on a table that would fit 6 people. America started the moment the rest of the Allies hadarrived.

"Alright countries!" he started off, like he did most meetings. "I have everything planned for this. All of you follow my plans and we won't fail!"

Everyone nodded, not really paying attention to him.

"Good, you all agree" America said folding the paper and tucking it in his pocket "Also, I talked with Denmark and we made rules"

"What kind of rules?" England asked.

"Simple ones, ones that wouldn't cause huge changes or involvement with other countries" He replied and took out another piece of paper, reading it out loud:

1. When a country loses, the winning country earns one point.
2. The side with the most points wins the war.

This time, everyone was paying attention. They looked at him and at each other, nodding that the rules were fair, if somewhat strange. None of them had ever participated in a war with rules of any kind.

"So, I made a list of who is going to fight who" he said, taking out a piece of paper from his suitcase. He read it out loud:

America vs Denmark
England vs Norway
Russia vs Sweden
Canada vs Iceland
France vs Finland

Again, everyone nodded to their placement. This seemed really fair and it was almost perfectly equal. (A.N: by the way...they aren't crack pairings, these pairings exist it's just some are uncommon~)

The meeting continued on, the countries either agreed or disagreed over America's ideas. Finally, America got hungry and decided on a short break.

England saw America chatting with Canada and signaledRussia to come with him, Russia nodded and walked with him out the door.

"Seems that America has changed our plans" England said with a low voice, just in case anyone else werearound to hear. They both walked down the stairs close to each other.

"It doesn't matter, England" Russia said, smiling. "At least our plan isn't that far off from his thinking, we won't get in trouble"

"I suppose you're right..." he said, "He shouldn't mind us changing the rules just a tiny bit" They reached the end of the hall.

"And what would that plan of yours be England and Russia?"

They both stop dead in their tracks and England turned to see America standing behind them, Russia didn't budge.

"A-America...!" England said, sounding quite worried, "how is everything?"

America glared at him and walked towards them. "Stop acting like nothing happened England, what were you two talking about?"

England tried to think of a good excuse but came up with none. As America walked closer, England was getting more and more worried.

"Say, Amerika" Russia said calmly. America and England look at him. The Russian slightly turned his head and looked at Alfred. "Why do you think that you can always get your way?"

America stopped and looked at his violet eyes. "W-well..."

"You can't always be in control of everything" He said cutting off the American. "May I ask if I can change your plans just a tiny bit? By the way, I won't take no for an answer."

America wanted to say no nonetheless, but he wasdealing with Russia here, not the other countries. Who knows what he would do to him if he were to answer no?"Fine. Then why don't you tell me what these plans are?"

Russia simply chuckled and walked towards the loud nation. He whispered near his ear and said two words: "You'll see" That was all the Russian said before he walked back up the stairs.

England followed Russia, not saying anything to America along the way. America stood there, a bit worried. The way Russia had said that made him shiver with fear. He just hoped it wouldn't make the war get too bloody.

*Spasibo - Thank you in Russian

Updated (1/23/13): This has been revised and edited