Having the fights back was a snap decision, mainly so that the poll I had would become significant. I have a problem with bringing back old plot-points, so I'll try to wrap most of them up in this chapter and the next. Tell me if I miss any.

Who should Sealand and the Italy brothers fight? I need votes!

Chapter 23 (Robin POV)

"Robin!" Nami came running towards me. "I think I found something!"

"What is it?" I asked. "Did you find something out when you were talking to Peter?"

"Not exactly, but I found something interesting. Peter said that the ship is actually called Sealand,"

Sealand… "That sounds familiar, but why did you think it was important?"

"From what we're heard, Peter's real name sounds exactly the same," Nami said conclusively.

I nodded. "That might be important. Did you write that down?"

"Uh-huh. What did you find?"

I thought for a moment. "For one, it seems like everyone who isn't in some way related to Cap'n has a different native language. All of them have some sort of accent, and most of them can't pronounce the th- sound. Do you think that might be something?"

"Maybe… Come to think of it, they all seem to understand each other, no matter what language they speak. Even Peter, and he's only twelve,"

"How do you know that they aren't lying about that?" I knew I was being paranoid, but the de-aging seemed way too convenient.

"Look, Robin, we can't just assume that they're lying about everything, or we'll never get anywhere,"

She had a point. "Okay then. So we're having fights again?"

Nami nodded, thankful of the change of subject. "I just have to get the papers for the next fight. It seems weird, having a match again, after Veneciano and Romano got arrested," she mused. "All of a sudden, all the danger vanished, without us really having to fight anyone. I mean, that's a good thing, but it's just… weird,"

I let Nami reflect on this for a moment. "But that's good, isn't it? Normally, someone would be dead by now, but all of us, including our enemies, are still alive,"

She nodded. "You're right. It's better this way, ending with an apology and forgiveness. Now let's set up the next match!"

Later, back in the clearing…

"All right! The next match is Chopper vs. Canada!" Nami yelled like a real sports announcer.

"Eh? Really?" Chopper danced around nervously.

"Who is zis 'Can-uh-da' you speak uv?" Germany asked.

"Who're you?" asked a small polar bear.

"I'm Canada…" Canada muttered. "Hey, where's Zoro?"

"Lost, as usual," Nami sighed. "He's probably still in town,"

"Just like that marimo-head to-" Sanji began, but he was interrupted by the sound of metal cutting wood.

The trees behind us split into slices. "I'm here," Zoro said coolly.

"In zat case, ein, zwei, drei, PAINT!" Germany yelled. Chopper dabbed paint on his right knee, and Canada on his back. "Begin!"

"Here, take care of him," Canada handed America the polar bear. "It'll be over soon,"

Canada whipped out a strangely shaped rod from his pack. It was made of wood, and curved into a paddle at the end. It looked useless as a weapon, but it looked pretty solid.

"That's Mattie's hockey stick," America said. "He managed to beat me at hockey with that,"

Chopper morphed into his battle form, six feet tall and muscular. If Canada was intimidated, he didn't show it. He just brandished his hockey stick higher. "Tranche de hockey!" Canada brought down his hockey stick like a sword onto Chopper's head.

"Tranche de hockey," France explained, "means 'Hockey slice' in our native language,"

"'Our' native language?" I asked.

"Canada used to live with France back when we were little," Alfred replied. "Most of us don't speak English as a first language, and France doesn't, either. So Mattie's first language is-"

"Stai zitto!" Romano appeared behind America's back and slapped his hand over his mouth. "Se avete intenzione di dire il nome della lingua, si dice in quella lingua, Ice Cream Jerk! [1]"

"Oh, okay!" America said, as if he understood every word he said. "Well, Romano said not to tell you the name of the languages for a good reason, so I won't! Because it would be unheroic to break a promise!"

"A promise?" I asked.

"Ow…" Chopper was recovering from the impact. "Try this!" he slugged Canada one with his right fist.

He took the blow head on! Sanji gave Chopper a thumbs-up. "Ugh…" Canada stood up. He's okay? "That hurt… but it's nothing… compared to A-America's strength,"

"Basically, Germany made us all swear that we wouldn't tell you anything related to the secret until you knew about it," America clarified.

"So language does have something to do with it!" I said to Nami.

"There's no harm in saying this, though. The only one that speak English as a first language are me, P-"

"Stai zitto, Ice Cream Jerk!" Romano yelled again.

Canada produced a wooden cylinder from his pack. "A hockey stick isn't meant to be swung like a sword," he unscrewed the top and tossed it between him and Chopper. "It's meant to be used," he positioned the stick paddle-downward, and grabbed the stick, "Like this!" He rushed forward, toward the wooden block. Chopper moved to his left, expecting an attack. Canada circled around, and struck- from three meters away. Chopper bent down on one knee.

"H-how…?" Chopper muttered, his right eye squinting in pain.

"Look!" Ussop pointed at the ground before him.

"That's the block, isn't it?" asked Franky. He shot the block with that stick! He hit it that hard?

"Goal!" Canada shouted, the loudest I ever heard him.

"That's hockey!" America said cheerfully. "The only thing that really gets Canadia fired up!"

Nami sweatdropped. "Hitting chunks of wood at people with sticks is hockey?"

"Nah, it's actually more complicated than that, Canada just weaponized it a bit!" America smiled. "Plus, if this was actual hockey, he'd be wearing skates!"

"Can-uh-da vins zis match!" Germany yelled. A bit late, I thought.

"Phew… I thought I might die…" Canada sighed.

"Ow… I don't think that a painkiller would work…" Chopper moaned.

"Je suis désolé, I'm sorry!" Canada put his hands together and lowered his head.

"Canada? We need to ask you something," Nami interrupted.

"Again? Can't we have another match?" he groaned.

"Fine. The next match is-" she drew another slip of paper- "Kiku vs. Robin!"

OMAKE

"Oi, do you guys have a treasure?" Luffy asked.

"Eh?" asked Arthur.

"Yeah!" America replied. "Let's see… Ice cream, hamburgers-"

"…Never mind. What about you, Russia?" Nami asked .

"VODKA!"

"Germany?"

"Beer, potatoes, and wurst,"

"Veneciano?"

"PASTAA!"

"Romano?"

"Sp- I mean, tomatoes!"

"Spain?"

"Romano and tomatoes!"

"France?"

"You, ma chérie -"

"Moving on, what about you, Canada?"

"Hockey and maple syrup,"

"Arthur?"

"Tea? I can't remember,"

"Kiku?"

"Sushi,"

"Yao, please tell me you have a better answer,"

"Panda!"

Nami sighed. "We're not talking about what you like; we're talking about what you treasure!"

"Like the straw hat that Shanks gave me!" Luffy put a hand to it.

They exchanged glances. "Oh," said America. "In that case, this!" he held up a piece of paper with a lot of misspellings on it. "It's not the real thing, but I can't carry the real one all the time,"

"What is it?" Nami asked.

"It's the Con(stitution)-" France cut him off.

"My pots and pans, ma chérie,"

"Kiku?"

"Se samurai spirit, and also sakura blossoms,"

"Canada?"

"My main arteries [2],"

"Veneciano?"

"Ve~ Germany and fratello and-"

"Romano?"

He came closer. "Spain," he whispered. "Don't tell him!"

"Yao?"

"My cooking skills, and my spine [3],"

"Russia?"

"Ze scarf zat my sister made,"

"Arthur?"

"I can't exactly remember…"

"What about you, Germany?"

"Ze sings zat I treasure… mein bruder gave me zis," he reached for his neck, and held out a shuriken-like cross (the Teutonic Knights cross, Prussia's) "Zere is also, zis," he held out a push-broom, "Und zis," in his other hand, he had-

"Is that a pair of underwear?" Nami asked.

"Ja, it vas… from somevon dear to me,"

"Like my sword?" Zoro asked.

He nodded.

"But underwear, of all things?" asked Nami, disgusted.

"Zat iz vhat he gave me,"

"I know, but-"

"Ve~ I gave it to him!" Veneciano added.

"… Why?"

DONE!

[1] Romano when stopping America from saying something- "If you're going to say the name of the language, say it in that language!" Basically, hide the name of the language, because it gives too much away.

[2] Canada's main arteries- Niagara Falls.

[3] China's spine- Great Wall of China.

What does Robin want from Canada? What will happen in the next match? And what about Iggy? Find out next chapter!