I watched the lights get closer together. We all ran out in full alert as the light got bigger and brighter. "I think that's their mothership." France observed.

As the light landed, we were forced to shield our faces and lower our stances from the wind the light created. I had to hold Italy in place since he was litterally being blown away (either that, or he was trying to run away). The light soon faided to reveal a circular-ish shape with windows all around the diameter of the sphere. "I guess I was right." France stated in a daze.

America burst into laughter. "Ha ha! Those aliens are so predictable!"

"Germany," I started, tugging the man's slieve. "what are those?" I asked, pointing to a group of uniformed, faceless, white people with an antene sticking out of their heads.

"Pictonians." Germany answered.

Not long after I asked, the ship opened, and a convayer belt-like structure slid out. "What are they doing?" I asked as the Pictonians loaded on the belt and in the ship.

"Probably taking them home for the labor." Russia answered with a smile.

"Well, we're not going to let them." Germany huffed as he approtched the ship.

Japan stepped in his way and lightly pushed him back. "No Germany. Sorry I tounched you, but we can't just barge in."

"He's right." I added. "Just like back with my war, we need some sort of disguise."

"Yeah!" America laughed. "If we find Pictonian disguises, then we can get on that ship unnoticed, and find their weakness!"

"I like the way you're thinking!" China exclaimed.

"Right," England smiled in a way that made it impossable to not compare it to Tahno. "you can leave the spying to me."

"Nothing ventured, nothing gained as they say." Japan added.

"Great!" I clapped my hands expectantly. "So...any idea where we get diguises?"

"Hey! Look you guys! I know how we can get inside!" Italy caught our attention. "Tada!" He was in something like white baby night cloths with a hood and antene.

"What the hell?!" Germany exploded. "What is that?!"

"My Pictonian costume!" he answered. "Do you like it?! I made it from all the white flag material I have! And I made one for everybody!" Behind him was a box full of the costumes. We all just looked at the box. Some with blue faces, some with white eyes, Russia just with his usual smile (that guy is starting to freak me out).

Before we knew it, we all yelled our own battle cries...dressed in white (if you know what I mean).

"Attack!"

"Hail the coquoring hero!"

"Double 0 ninja!"

"I look amazing! non?"

"Hold on Panda!"

"I'll be right there!"

"I'm running to battle!"

"Time to go toe to toe with me!"

"I'll wait for you guys here!"

"Italy!" My gaze followed Germany, who looked like he was threatening to punch the poor boy sweating boulders. "You are coming inside with us!"

"Why?! That ship looks scary, and running on that ship seems really reakless." Italy complained. "Pluse, I don't want to get my costume all dirty."

I saw Germany straighten his back, then start walking away from him. "Fine, then stay out here alone."

As we aprotched the ship, I heared a painiced, "I hate being alone more than anything! WWWWWAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIT!"

We all loaded on the ship, cautiously entering and peeking around the corner. "Alright, I know exactly what we'll do!" America announced. "Iggy, you can back me up. France, back me up. Russia, China, and Japan, you dudes can back me up too. Italy, Korra, why not you guys back me up. And Germany-"

He was interupted when Germany held up a bundle of sticks. "Everyone, get a stick, and find your group." he comanded as everyone but one crowded to retrieve our sticks.

"DON'T IGNORE ME!" America shouted, but recieved his stick none the less.

I looked down at the stick I picked out and noticed it had red tape on the end. When I looked around, there were only two people left who weren't in a group yet, and their sticks had red on the end also. I can honostly say, I'd rather be partnered with just Italy, for the two men in front of me were the only two men who dispised eachother more than anything, England and France.