About the poll- I really need votes here! If there's a tie, I break it, so don't worry. Ze Awesome Prussia will be coming soon, so just wait!

The accents are back on! Note- I use Fleur Delacour's accent for France, she's from Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. Unfortunately, I have no idea what a Spanish accent sounds like, well, I can't put it into writing. Japanese R/L will not be used in words that change pronunciation greatly when changed, ex. Are and Ale.

The name 'Sealand' is an oxymoron. I mean Sea and Land, mixed together? And it's not even land, it's made of metal.

Chapter 17 (Iggy POV)

Oh, bugger. Now those two were off in jail. I'm proud of Peter for asking in a way that wouldn't be suspicious, but right now what was important was where they were. "The underground prison, that's what he said, right?" I asked when he was out of sight. I can't believe that the bloody git interrupted us right in the middle of something important!

Mathew nodded. "Do you have a plan?"

"Why are you asking me?" I had thought that Mathew was the smarter of him and Alfred, so I was sure that he was the one who would come up with a plan.

"Because you're the one who used to boss the both of us around!" Peter said. "You organized everything, even the battles that you put us through! You're the reason Alfred attacked Mathew, and you stuck me where I could watch your back, without your protection!"

Battles? Assigning Peter to a sea post… 1812? Defend against G-… mines… "A-… he invaded…" Images and words passed through my head, as if I was on LSD "I'm out of your jurisdiction! I'm seven miles off! G- knows I'm a-" "E-… Thank you. You'll always be welcome here in C-… [1]" I straightened up. All of the visions vanished, leaving only my own coherent thoughts in peace. "Sealand. Canada." It wasn't a question. Those were their names.

"You finally remember!" Sealand exclaimed. "I thought that you were tripping again!"

"But still, do you have a plan?" Canada asked. I trusted him to keep us on track.

I thought for a moment. "We'll have to scout it out first." We set out towards the town, where Sealand had thought he saw a jail somewhere.

"With such a small island like this," he reasoned, "there would probably be only one prison. I mean, one would be enough, wouldn't it?" We decided that that was logical, and came to a stop at the local prison. We voted to send Canada in first.

"If you run into trouble, sing as loud as you can." I told him. He nodded, and sprinted in. "Sealand, if I go in, you'll have to stay behind. I need you to watch our backs. If any reinforcements arrive, stop them,"

I expected him to complain, but he grinned instead. "Don't worry, I have this!" he drew a gun- a sniper rifle- out of nowhere. He began to load, and mounted it on a rock. I knew that it might take a while for Canada to return, so I began to read an old book that I found in my bag.

"Santa Rita Meeta Meata Ringo Jonah Tito Marlin Jack Layota Janet Michel Dumbled-"

"Ô Canada! Terre de nos aïeux," I heard Canada sing loudly from the prison.

"Vhat are you doing here? Und vhy are you singing?" Blast it! It's Germany!

"M-Maple! H-how did you see me?"

"¿Qué? I could always see you," so Antonio's here, too!

"I did not notice you. I am solly," Kiku too? "Why are you here?"

"I heard that Feliciano and Lovino were here, I wanted to bail them out," It was just like Canada to find a nonviolent solution. Although that was a good thing, that was the reason why people just don't notice him. "But why are you here?"

"Because even if we have been disbanded and it is only se three of us here, we are still se mighty Axis," said Kiku. Axis? That sounded familiar…

"Italy iz my friend, I vill not leave him in a place like zis," Germany said.

"Si poner una mano sobre Romano, voy a pintar las paredes de color rojo con su sangre…" Antonio said, but he didn't sound the same. Instead of his usual bright and airy tone, his voice was dripping with bloodlust. I was sure that he said 'If they lay a hand on Lovino, I will paint the walls red with their blood'.

"C-carm down, Antonio-san, we should bring Masew-san wis us,"

"Vell, zere is no harm en-"

CLANK. Sealand dropped a cartridge on the rock, and gave me a sheepish grin. Germany spun around. "Who is zere?" No point in hiding anymore. I stood up.

"I-Ig- I mean, Alsur-san? Why are you here?"

Time to come clean. "I was the one who sent Canada in there; we were going to infiltrate the prison and release Feliciano and Lovino,"

"H-hold on a second, you just said Canada… are you regaining your memolies?" asked Kiku.

I nodded. "It only comes in flashes, so I can't remember much. But that's not important right now; do you have a plan to get in?"

"Vell, vhat hav you discovered, Canada?" Germany asked. "Ve need it for our plan."

"Well… the key isn't anywhere in sight. I think that the warden has it, and he's not here. Otherwise, the security is pretty lax; it should be easy to get in,"

"Zen ve go!" Both Germany and Antonio bashed the door at the same time. It wasn't just knocked off its hinges; it crumpled where Germany's boot and Antonio's axe hit it.

I gestured to Sealand to stay here. He groaned, but to no avail. I wasn't going to listen to him at a time like this. Canada and I followed them through the empty threshold.

Canada was right; no one was there, not even inmates. Good, it would be easier this way. From what I could see of it, the prison was small. It had little in the way of containment, only the basest vertical bars and a lock kept prisoners from escaping. Its only redeeming value was the floor structure. The office was in the front and the cells were in the back, but what was most important was the angle of the floor. Whoever dug these tunnels did a good job, it sloped downhill. The unwary bystander would not see a difference, but some would see at first glance that escaping from the back would be a great ordeal; to escape one would have to run uphill from the back to the front. In other words, easier in than out.

"Lovino!" Antonio saw something at the end of the hallway, and so did Germany. I peered closer, and saw the cell furthest from us. Feliciano and Lovino were jointly imprisoned in the same there, and they looked upset.

"Ve~ they caught us at the pizza stand!" Feliciano yelled while crying.

"That's because you stopped to try that stuff! It tasted like Tea Jerk's cooking!" Lovino cried.

"Excuse me?" He had the nerve to insult my-

"CHIGI! Why is he here?" Lovino screamed. I only had a moment's glimpse of his terror before another vision hit me. I pushed N- I- in the cell, S-I- was already in there. "Eh? Freatello, how did you get in here?"…- "I'll tell you everything I know, just don't break us with your"-

"Hey! How did you five get in here?" Confound it! He's-

"Estás despierto!" Antonio screamed into my ear. 'You're awake!' I translated. "You've been out since yesterday,"

"Good, we were worried about you," Kiku said.

"But where the bloody hell are we?"

"Ja, ja, ve got zem out, but now ve…" Germany was embarrassed when he said that. "Vell, take a look." I took a look around, and saw what he meant.

We were the ones in prison now. Oh well, time to start the screaming and threatening.

[1] Sealand and Canada, and England's memories of them- Canada and Sealand were under British jurisdiction at some point. Canada was a colony won in the French and Indian War, and Sealand was a fort put seven miles off of Britain's coast, despite the fact that Britain's water 'land' claim was only three miles off the coast. Therefore, Sealand was not under Britain's protection, or at least officially. In the order that I put them, the memories are:

Defend against G-… mines… Sealand was originally a fort called HM Fort Roughs, and it was made to defend against German aircraft mines. G- is Germany.

"A-… he invaded…" Canada was invaded by America during the War of 1812.

"I'm out of your jurisdiction! I'm seven miles off! G- knows I'm a-" In 1967, British workmen 'invaded' Sealand's turf, so the Prince fired a shot from the cannon to scare them off. Britain tried to bring him to court for violation of firearms, but Sealand was out of British bounds. Sealand was invaded 1978 by the so-called Prime Minister of Sealand, who had German and Dutch mercenaries as his army. It turns out that he was a Germany lawyer with a Sealand passport, and it turned out that the U.K. could not be pressed for his release because Sealand was out of its territorial waters. Sealand alleged that Germany had acknowledged that it was a country of its own.

"E-… Thank you. You'll always be welcome here in C-…" Unlike America and other colonies in North America (not sure about South America), Canada did not have a revolution. Instead, it was released in 1982. I figured that the relationship between Canada and England would be less strained.