The next day, the Countries were preparing to board a plane to Japan.
Germany, who was already ready to go, was sitting, thinking about something. He stopped for a moment, and then spoke. "I don't think ve should all go.."
Italy looked at him. "Doitsu? Why not?" He tilted his head curiously.
"Vell, vouldn't it be better for some of us to stay here vith Japan. Someone we vould be able to contact to check up on things? Besides, if Japan is in zis bad of a condition... and it really is because of his Country... who knows how dangerous it could be there?" The German replied slowly, seeming to have been putting a lot of thought into it.
England crossed his arms. "Well I'm going. I've already decided."
America threw his arm around England's shoulders, but was quickly pushed away. He sweatdropped. "Well, If Iggy's going so am I." England blushed faintly and looked away.
Suddenly, there was a burst of a laughter from outside the room. The door burst open, and in came France and Spain... and a moving box. The box was errupting with strange laughter. Just as strange as the laughter coming from the other two.
"It's snake!" yelled France, pointing to the box.
"You can't hide forever, Amigo." Spain said, going along with it as he made a gun shape with his hand and aimed it toward the box.
"Oh shit!" The box shook with laughter before it began speaking again. "Vait vait vait, guess vhat I am!" Prussia stuck his head, legs, and arms out from the box, the box remaining on his back. "Love me Antonio." He spoke with a straight face and emotionless voice, but couldn't help but snicker a bit at the end of his sentence.
Spain laughed and jumped onto him. "Turtle!"
France jumped onto Spain and Prussia. "Dog pile!" The box began to become deformed because of the weight, but they didn't seem to care.
Germany facepalmed. "How can they be so cheerful in zis situation?"
Prussia looks up at Germany. "Bruder! Ven are ve going to Japan? Ve're all ready."
Germany sighed. "I think you three should stay here."
All three members of the Trio looked at eachother and frowned. They got up. Prussia turned back to look at Germany. "Nein. Ve're going. Ve're already ready."
Germany, not feeling like argueing, gave up. "Fine, do as you please." After a moment, he began talking again. "Since plenty of poeple plan on going... maybe ve should focus more on who's staying. I zink that the strongest of us should go, and the more veaker Countries should stay here vith Japan." The blonde looked straight at Italy.
Italy's expression turned sad. "You don't want me to go?"
Germany was silent for a moment, but then spoke. "You can stay and make pasta und stuff for Japan. He'd get lonely after all."
Italy's frown suddenly turned to a determined smile. "Roger! Japan won't be lonely!" He said happily saluting.
Japan, who was laying in his bed listening to everyone's conversations, looked at Italy, a soft smile growing on his features. "Arigatou, Itary."