"Face it Poland," Lithuania growled. "We're lost - you got us lost!"

Walking beside him, Poland rolled his eyes. "Like, calm down," he sighed. "We can like, totally find your brothers."

"Poland!" Lithuania glared at him. "We stopped searching for Estonia and Latvia ages ago! Around the time you crashed my car and left us stranded! And now we're lost!"

"Like, calm down Liet."

Lithuania let out a noise of frustration. "Why didn't you just drive us to Estonia or Latvia?" he demanded. "After all, it's the most likely places that we would have found the personifications of those countries!"

Poland stared at him for a moment. "...Like, stop dwelling on the past, Liet."

"You crashed my car!"

"Totally like, calm down Liet," Poland retorted, rolling his eyes. "We'll just like, hitchhike."

"I'm not hitchhiking!" Lithuania looked ready to walk away at any moment. "Someone will recognize us!"

"Like, calm down - we have our disguises on...and look totally sexy too." Poland paused for a moment and smiled, fluffing up his hair. "No one is going to like, know who we are."

"I just want to go home!" Lithuania cried. "This is a horrible idea -"

Poland, ignoring Lithuania, stepped over to the side of the road and stuck out his thumb.

"POLAND!" Lithuania stormed over to his friend. "You aren't even listening to me!"

Poland turned his head briefly, opening his mouth to respond. Before he could, a car pulled up in front of the pair.

The door opened a moment later and a familiar face poked it's head out.

"Hey!" Poland's eyes widened. "It's like, that Semen guy!"

"I think you mean Sealand," Lithuania muttered, looking embarrassed.

"See Papa!" Sealand cried. "I told you it was them!"

A moment later Sweden poked his head out of the car, his eyes trained on the two nations standing in front of him.

Poland paled, his eyes widening in horror. "Like, run Liet!" he cried, trying to keep his voice low. "It's Sweden!"

"We can hear you," Sealand told him.

Poland let out a squeak of fear.

"W't r' y'u d'n 'ere?" Sweden asked, his eyes trained on them. Lithuania coughed, shuffling uncomfortably under the other nations gaze.

"Well...Poland crashed my car..." he tried to explain. "So...we're stuck."

Sweden's face remained blank. "I see."

"Like - run -" Poland whispered.

"Shut up!" Lithuania hissed back.

"W'd y' l'k a r'd?" Sweden's gaze turned expectant; as if he expected them to accept, no matter what.

"I'm like, telling you Liet," Poland hissed. "Run...now..."

"Poland!" Lithuania glared at him. "Shut up!"

"G't 'n t'h c'r."

Both Poland and Lithuania jumped in alarm.

"Oh God, Liet!" Poland wailed, his expression turning distressed. "Just like, do as he says!"

Sealand leaned towards Sweden. "Why are they so strange?" he whispered.

"Th'y m'yt s'm d'f'rnt b't t'hy j'st l'k us," Sweden responded.

"Actually, you know what," Lithuania interrupted Sweden and Sealand's conversation; his voice trembled with anxiety. "We can just walk -"

"Liet!" Poland's eyes widened, comically. "He'll kill us!"

Sweden stared at him, blankly.

"Oh come on Poland," Lithuania laughed, his voice tinged with hysteria, "don't be silly -"

Sweden narrowed his eyes. "W'd y' l'k a r'd 'r n't?"

"...Sure, why not?" Lithuania let out a small laugh and swallowed, nervously.

The two nations reluctantly made their way over to the car; they opened the back door.

Finland stared back at them.

There was a brief pause, as Lithuania and Poland took in the sight in front of them. Finland was swathed in ropes, his back pressed up against the opposite door. A gag had been pulled over his mouth; his eyes were narrowed, dangerously.

"...OH MY GOD!" Poland shrieked. "LIKE, RUN LIET! RUN BEFORE HE LIKE, GETS US TOO!"

"T's n't w't it l'ks l'k," Sweden said, hurriedly.

"Mama went psycho," Sealand piped in.

"Why is Finland tied up in your backseat?" Lithuania demanded, taking a step back in alarm.

"I just told you - he went psycho." Sealand rolled his eyes.

"They've kidnapped Finland!" Poland pointed a finger accusingly in the direction of Sweden and Sealand, taking a step backwards as he did so.

"How can we kidnap him if he lives with us?" Sealand shot back.

Poland shot Lithuania a panicked glance. "Liet -"

"H'ry up," Sweden growled. "B'fr he g'ts out."

Lithuania stared at him. "What?"

"He means," Sealand said, "that Mama might get out of his bindings, and if he does - well let's just say, no one will be happy. Especially not Uncle Denmark, since we'll probably have to sacrifice him."

He received blank, uncomprehending stares.

"W're d' y' w'nt t' go?" Sweden asked them.

Lithuania and Poland awkwardly ambled towards the car. They climbed into the backseat, shooting nervous glances at Finland.

"Could you just drop us at my home?" Lithuania asked, his eyes unmoving from the deadly stare that Finland was shooting them.

"No Liet!" Poland cried. "What about our road trip?!"

Lithuania glared at him. "Seeing as you crashed my car," he shot back, venomously, "I really don't see how we could still go through with that."

"But Liet -"

"We have to go all the way to Lithuania?!" Sealand shot a frustrated glance in Sweden's direction. "Papa!"

"S'lnd, c'm d'wn," Sweden sighed.

"But we're already in Finland!" Sealand slouched back in his seat, his lower lip forming a pout. "We have a few more hours left until we get home!"

"S'lnd," Sweden warned.

"Mama might get out and kill us all!" Sealand shot him a desperate look. "We have to get home!"

"'F Fn'lnd g't out, h'd k'll us no m'ttr w're we were."

Sealand's eyes widened in panic. "Don't say that!"

While this conversation was going on, Poland and Lithuania sat in the backseat, their eyes trained on Finland. Finland suddenly jerked forward; Lithuania and Poland let out small cries, leaping backwards.

"Like, oh my god, what is WRONG with him?!" Poland shrieked, his voice filled with horror.

Lithuania didn't answer, remaining pressed up against the door.

"Could you like, drive us to Estonia's house instead?" Poland asked Sweden, forcing his eyes away from Finland. "We're picking him and that other guy up before we like, start out road trip."

"There is no road trip!" Lithuania snapped, momentarily forgetting about the deadly stare being directed towards him. A moment later, he remembered.

"...Why is he staring at me like that?"

"Not ESTONIA!" Sealand wailed. "That's even further away that Lithuania!"

"Like, no," Poland replied. "I'm pretty sure there isn't like, that much of a difference between them."

"Finland," Lithuania pleaded, "please stop looking at me like that -"

"R't th'n," Sweden interrupted. "To 'Stonia we go."

"But -" Lithuania, who had been prepared to protest against this, was once again distracted by Finland.

"Oh god, Finland," he stuttered, his eyes wide. "Could you just turn around? Finland? Please?"

"...Like, maybe we should leave," Poland muttered.

Before either could make any sudden movements, the car suddenly jerked forward and was soon after gliding down the street.

...

The trip lasted around half an hour before the car broke down.

"I blame them," Sealand stated, glumly.

"Like, what's that supposed to mean?" Poland shot back.

"I'm just saying...I blame you."

"Poland." Lithuania's eyes were wide, his voice tinged with anxiety. "Finland won't stop staring at me..."

Sweden stared out of the window, looking irritated.

"Y' st'y in t'h c'r," he told them. "I'll f'nd a g's s'tn."

Poland's eyes drew up in confusion. "What did he say?" he whispered to Lithuania.

"You stay in the car," Sealand cut in, repeating Sweden's words. "I'll find a gas station."

"Ssh!" Poland hissed, shooting a nervous glance in Sweden's direction. "Keep your voice down!"

"Idi't," Sweden muttered.

"What do you mean 'stay in the car'?" Lithuania demanded, shooting a nervous glance at Finland. "Can't we come along?"

"'M n't l'vn h'm al'n," Sweden replied.

"Why not?" Lithuania shifted, uncomfortably. "I mean, it's not like he's going to get out..."

Finland stared at him, his eyes glinting murderously.

"I'll be r't b'ck," Sweden told them, reaching for the door handle.

"So will I!" Sealand piped up, opening the door and hopping outside.

"Like, no way, midget!" Poland cried. "You like, aren't leaving Liet and me in this car with him - like not in a million years."

Sealand glared back at him. "I've had to spend weeks with him! It isn't fair!"

"You live with him!" Lithuania shot back.

"So!" Sealand glowered, petulantly. "Uncle Denmark is the reason that he's like this - he should be the one dealing with this."

Poland thought for a moment. "Like, do you wanna go drop him off?"

"That'd take even more time!"

Sweden opened the car door and stepped outside.

"Papa! Wait for me!" With hurried movements, Sealand opened the door, and dashed after the other nation.

"Like, oh no you don't!" Poland cried, attempting to grab onto the smaller nation before he could leave. He missed by an inch.

"St'y h'r," Sweden called back to them, as he headed of into the distance. Sealand hurried after him, after taking a brief moment to turn around and stick his tongue out at the occupants of the car.

"That midget is like, going down," Poland muttered.

"...Well," Lithuania coughed. "This is...interesting..."

Poland snorted. "Yeah like, totally."

The two sat unmoving for a few moments, staring uncomfortably at the area in front of them. Beside them Finland continued to stare at them, his eyes narrowed and deadly.

"...Liet," Poland said, slowly, "like, do you really think it'd be like, so bad if we like, left him alone?"

Lithuania hesitated for a moment; he shot a glance in Finland's direction. Whatever he saw - and whatever it was, it probably wasn't good - helped him make up his mind.

"Of course not!" he laughed, nervously. "I mean, it isn't like he's going to get out of those ropes..."

Without another word, the two friends dashed out of the car.

...

"Has anyone seen Prussia?" Italy stared at Austria and Germany, curiosity in his eyes.

"Don't mention him," Austria muttered, his expression darkening. "You know what they say; speak of the devil, and he shall appear."

"Ve," Italy laughed. "I don't think that Prussia is the devil."

Austria snorted. "You'd be surprised."

"We need to think of a plan to end this madness!" Germany cried, interrupting any further conversation between the other two nations.

"Shut up Germany," Austria shot back.

"...Excuse me?" Germany looked slightly disbelieving.

"I said, shut up." Austria glared at him. "We already went though this, and it failed. I am done with coming up with plans. I am just going to enjoy what little peace I have left until those reporters - or worse, Prussia - come back."

"...This is how you enjoy yourself?"

...

Around fifteen minutes after they had left, Sweden and Sealand finally headed back to the car.

"And then the guy was chasing him through the maze -"

"W't are y' t'kin b't a'gn?" Sweden interrupted what Sealand had been saying.

"...The Shining."

Sweden blinked. "Oh."

"Right, so then -" Sealand once again paused what he had been saying and blinked for a moment. He squinted at the stretch of land in front of him, trying to see properly.

"Hey," he said, "isn't that Poland and Lithuania?"

Sweden glanced over. "Y's."

Sealand quickly picked up his pace, and hurried over to where the other nations were standing. Sweden, with a small sigh, headed after him.

"What are you guys doing out of the car?" Sealand glared at them. "You were supposed to stay with Mama!"

"Like, why don't YOU stay with that psycho?!" Poland shot back.

"I already told you why," Sealand snapped.

"Look, everything will be fine," Lithuania sighed, interrupting before an argument could take place. "I mean, how is he supposed to get out? He's all tied up. It will be fine."

"Y' b'tr h'p so," Sweden muttered.

Lithuania and Poland both swallowed, looking nervous.

The four nations headed back to the car in relative silence. Even Sealand stayed silent, refraining from continuing the conversation he had been having with Sweden.

Lithuania's brow furrowed and he glanced around, looking concerned. "It it just me or is it really...quiet?"

"Yeah," Poland agreed. "There's like, no one around."

"There's the car," Sealand cried, pointing into the distance. They hurried over.

"See," Lithuania said, once they were in close proximity with the vehicle. "Everything's fine!"

Sealand frowned. "I don't see Mama."

"Like, don't be ridiculous," Poland snorted. "He's like, in the car." Reaching out, he opened the car door and peaked inside. A moment later his eyes widened and he paled.

"...He's not in the car, is he?" Lithuania closed his eyes and let out a loud, miserable sigh.

"Well, like, the ropes are here," Poland muttered, after a brief pause.

Lithuania slapped his forehead.

"Well, he couldn't have gone far, right?" Lithuania tried to keep his voice calm. He turned around to glance at Sweden and Sealand; both nations were as still as statues, their eyes wide.

"You know," Sealand laughed, weakly, "if we keep running for a bit, we might be able to make it to a town, where we can get help -"

"T'h t'rs 'r s'lsh'd."

Everyone turned to stare at Sweden.

"What did he say?" Poland demanded.

"The tires are slashed," Lithuania responded.

Poland looked surprised. "Like, damn Liet, you were GOOD at this!" he praised. "How can you even like, understand the guy?"

Without answering him, Lithuania pointed shakily at the tires of the car. Poland's eyes drifted over; they widened in horror at what he saw.

"Oh." His voice shook. "The tires...are slashed."

"We're going to die, aren't we?" Sealand moaned. Sweden simply petted him on the shoulder.

"Like, maybe it's not what it seems," Poland choked. "Maybe...some psycho like, came along and like, slashed them. You know...a psycho who like, ISN'T Finland..."

A branch cracked behind them.

...

AN:

Here's the next chapter! :D Hope you liked it! Tell me what you think :D

America will be back in the next chapter :D

Also, just in case you guys are confused with all Sweden's dialect, here is everything that he said throughout this chapter:

w't r' y'u d'n' 'ere? - What are you doing here?

w'd y' l'k a r'd? - Would you like a ride?

g't 'n t'h c'r - Get in the car

th'y m'yt s'm d'f'rnt b't t'hy j'st l'k us - They might seem different but they're just like us

w'd y' l'k a r'de 'r n't? - Would you like a ride or not?

h'ry up b'fr he g'ts out - Hurry up before he gets out

f fn'lnd g't out, h'd k'll us no m'ttr w're we were. - If Finland got out, he'd kill us no matter where we were.

y' st'y in t'h c'r. i'l f'nd a g's s'tn - You stay in the car. I'll find a gas station

'm n't l'vn h'm al'n - I'm not leaving him alone

st'y h'r - stay here

w't are y' t'kin b't a'gn? : what are you talking about again?

y' b'tr h'p so - You better hope so

t'h t'rs 'r s'lsh'd - the ties are slashed