Meanwhile, the other nations were planning on what to do.

"Should we just go up to him and pull it?" asked England.

"Yeah we should I really want to know what it does," stated France. They all stood behind America who was standing behind the conference table. England was ready to pull the cowlick and then yank. Suddenly the room got a little colder and America fell to the ground. All the nations stood clear from the table. America then slowly got up the back of his head facing them. His usual bomber jacket and uniform were replaced by a black pinstripe suit and was wearing a matching fedora. He appeared to be holding something, but the other nations didn't know what it was because his back was facing them. He then slowly tilted his head to the side glancing at the nations with a sideways glance that was menacing. He then turned and faced the nations holding… a puppy! No, but they wished it was, instead of a puppy he was holding a Tommy-gun while there was a cigar in his mouth smiling at them. All of the nations were frozen in fear except for Canada and a few other nations who had witnessed America in his prohibition phase.

"Now, I'm going to count to 10 and you better leave," he said while pointing the barrel of the gun at them. "1…2…10!" but before he could shoot France tugged on Nantucket again causing the superpower to drop to the ground…again.

He then got up again but this time instead of his regular glasses there were circular purple tinted glasses. He was also wearing a tie-dye shirt, bell bottoms, sandals and a bandana with the American flag on it. His bomber jacket was also replaced by a brown vest. "Dudes, far out who wants to come and hug trees with me? No one wants to come? Well that's fine we got to fight the Man," he stated giving them all a peace sign.

They pulled it again and this time America had brown hair and sunglasses. He was wearing normal jeans and a white t-shirt underneath his jacket; he was also wearing red converse high-tops. On top of that he was also holding a baseball bat with weird looking stain marks and nails protruding off the top in weird angles. "Sup Bit**es what's up?" he stated looking as if there wasn't a care in the world. His stomach grumbled and he then took out a food container and the nations were all shocked to find that it was….

A salad.

America…eating a SALAD…Dear god the world has finally come to an end they all thought. They yanked Nantucket again and this time America had on various piercings on his face, face paint and streaks of blue in his hair. He even had an electric guitar with red, white and blue marks all over it. His shirt was ripped, he even had on black converse he was also wearing torn and ripped black skinny jeans. Various wristbands adorned his wrists, as some were studded as well. "Are You Ready to ROCK!?" He yelled and started to jam out on his electric guitar. He was really awesome at it too. They tried yanking Nantucket again this time he was in his revolutionary war garb complete with musket and bayonet. "Britain I'm no longer your little brother," he stated pointing the musket at England who was weeping like a little baby and France couldn't help but laugh at his little England.

"No! Go away go away, wah mummy where are you?" England yelled crying in fatal position. All the other nations sweat dropped at that. I mean come on…Really England? They all thought together.

Notes on the Curls: (so far)

Austria- Nothing

South Korea- Acts mature like a well disciplining father

America- Goes through the various stages of his different eras and such