I aprotched the men, smiling strainfully. "So," I chuckled. "...I guess we're partners."

"Right." England straightened his face when he saw France. "It would seem so."

I tencly stood there as the men glared at eachother. "Hey, I have an idea," I stated with as much cheer as I could posess. "why not we find these alien's weakness so we can all go home and forget this ever happened." When they didn't respond, I started consentrating. Not on anything in particular, just to make the face. (You'll see why in a second.)

As I stood silently, they looked at me. "Korra, what the bloody hell are you doing?"

"What was that thing she used back in her world?" France asked. "That thing where her eyes glow?"

"You don't think she'd-"

"It sure looks like it. She's made that face when she did."

As the seconds draged by, the two men exchanged more words and theories of fear until England finally understood the reason behind it. "Alright!" he yelled. "We'll cuoperate!" I opened my eyes to see the two men fearfully hugging eachother.

"See?" France asked. "We are very good friends."

"The best of friends!"

"Even better than best friends!"

"Closer than brothers!"

"I could kiss him right now!" France stumbled at his mistake as I couldn't help but chuckle at how far they thought they needed to go.

"Alright," I stated, surpressing my smile. "let's just get the information we need."

As we walked down the hall, I heard the two blonds bicker behind me. "Why the bloody hell would you say something like that?!"

"I don't know! It just happened so fast, and it didn't look like she responding to what you said about the brothers thing."

"News flash frog, she needed more than two seconds to even register that I said anything!"

"Will you ever stop calling me frog?"

"When you stop calling me Black Sheep of Europe."

We walked further down the hall for what seemed like hours until we found what we were looking for. A few Pictonians walked out of a room holding files under their arms. "That must be their information room." France stated.

"I bet it shows their weakness somewhere in there." I exclaimed. "Come on."

We filed in the room as France looked at a floating ball of blue light in awe. "It appears to be a mystical orb-"

"That's the world you idiot." England flatly corrected.

I looked at the orb, raising a brow. "That's a lot of white." I observed.

"The white must be where they already attacked and the red dots must be where they are currently attacking." France thought as England walked up to the globe, stopping it at some island north west of the large land mass.

"Where is that?" I asked as I aprotched his side.

"That's my home." he answered as he tapped on it.

An information tab popped up with a red, white, and blue flag in the top left corner. "I can't read it!"

"Hang on," England stated as he pulled out another odd device. "I have a translater app."

The same screan appeared on his device, but it was in a language I can read, human. "England," it read. "though is a wonderous gentleman, is known throughout the world as the Black Sheep of Europe. France has been his rival since the begining of time, and always bicker for bickering sake. But, as the whole world knows, in their heart of hearts they love eachother sexually."

I read the last word and backed away as the two men strangled eachother, yelling at the top of their lungs. I tried to stop them, but we got caught by a Pictonian opening the door and just staring at us. "Guys," I started. "I don't think now's the time to bicker for bickering sake."

"Fear not my friends," England stated heroicly. "in times like this, there's always a trap door or an escape pod of some sort." Just then, a rope lowered to his level. "There, you see?"

He smiled at it as France and I looked untrusting at the rope. "England," I started, trying to stop him. "I don't think-"

"Yoink." Without even giving it a second thought, he pulled the rope. The floor opened right under us and we fell and screamed for hours on end.