I swung and twirled my arms around like a maniack. "Come on, come on, come on!" I cried as I tried to consentrate. We fell out of a wall and tangled up in America, China, and Russia. We bumped, smacked, and hit the walls and floors until it led us to a dead end and our bodies punched the wall as we broke apart and landed with a thud. "And that, England, is why you don't just pull whatever you see in a time like that."

"And now, we're cornered!" America added. "We were accually starting to lose them until you guys fell out of the wall, so thanks for getting us caught."

"Oh shut up!" England yelled.

"It's okay!" Russia stated. "I'm sure those Axis guys will be here any second." As he said that, the green light slowly got brighter and brighter before it suddenly stopped when growls, thuds, and meows were heard. Everyone looked up to see Germany fall right in front of us with claw marks on his face, Italy and Japan falling soon after.

Suddenly, Japan stood and walked to the front of the group. "Pictonians! We have come here to give you hospitality!" We all widened our eyes at him as he turned to us. "Just think about it for a moment. True, they came here to invade our homes, but they are still our guests. It is Japanese custom to be hospitable...no, it is HUMAN custom to be hospitable!"

We all looked at eachother until America stood and smiled. "Well, nothing else is working, so we might as well give it a shot!" he laughed.

China smiled as he went in another room and came out exactly five seconds later in a completely different outfit and smiled. "Come on in!" I followed everyone in the room and gasped when I saw what looked like a huge resteront from nowhere I've ever seen before. There were round tables that were piled with food and other people (yes people, not Pictonians) performing some act. "Go ahead and eat as much as you want!"

Italy smiled widely with a pair of chopsticks in one hand and a bowl of rice in the other. Just before he started eating, Germany turned to him angerly. "Nien! That's NOT for you!"

I looked over at him. "How did you build this so quickly?"

I was never answered as the Pictonians started eating the food and the people completed their performance. China happilly accepted the applause. "Thank you!" he shouted. "I hope this is a good time for you! Are you Pictonians enjoying yourselves?"

At this, all the aliens turned to him and got dead silent. "...We. Don't. Know." they answered.

"I knew you would!" he stated with a smile before it regestered in all our minds and we all hung our mouths open. "Wait. You don't...know?" he asked in confusion. "...You are likeing the food...aren't you?"

"...We. Don't. Know."

After their answer, seeing as how everyone was frozen in shock, I took it upon myself to show them Water Tribe hospotality. I fed them a Southern Water Tribe feast, topped with Stewed Sea Prunes, and performed a mixture of my bending abillities (leaving air out since I don't know many tricks with that element). At the end of my performance, I got an applause and bowed. "Feal free to eat as much as you want." I smiled.

Again, Italy came up with a pair of chop sticks and a bowl of noodles, mixing the food and spices until Germany snatched the bowl away, leaving Italy with whatever food was on his chop sticks. "That's not for you either!" he scolded. Italy inched the chop sticks to his mouth before Germany snatched those away too.

I turned to the crowd of white. "So, you having a good time?" I asked.

Again, everything went dead quiet as they looked at me. "...We. Don't. Know."

I slumped as I took colored water and manipulated it into a spinning ball, hovering over their heads. "Check that out!" I exclaimed.

"I'm moving water without touching it! Cool, hu?"

"...We. Don't. Know."

I slumped, manipulating the water to hose down America. "This was YOUR brilliant plan! Why aren't YOU contributing?!"

"Relax mademoiselle." France purred while America wringed water out of his cloths. "I will show these Pictonians fine, French hospotality." Again, the whole room changed to where everything was in marbal, white, and gold. There were long tables where the Pictonians sat and in front of each Pictonian was a plate with some form of food and a glass of wine with forks and spoons at either sides of the plates. "I present you with the greatest gormet delicacies from the finest French resteronts, and only the finest of my fine French wines."

Italy aprotched a table hungerly with a napkin on his neck, a fork in one hand, and a knife in the other. Before he could reach a table, Germany clutched the poor guy's jump suit and shook him violently. "NIEN! THAT'S NOT FOR YOU EITHER!"

After a while, France bowed. "You like it, non?"

"...We. Don't. Know."

Suddenly the room got dark and a spotlight was fixed on three men I felt really bad for in tootoos and tears. "You know what to do, da?" Russia asked.

The three men twirled. "We'll try sir." they sobbed.

Russia smiled, turning back to us. "They dance good, you agree, da?" We all got flustered as we muttered "yes"s before he turned to the Pictonians. "What do you think?"

"...We. Don't. Know."

"Now twirling away!" the men sobbed, and that's exactly what they did before the lights returned.

Germany marched up to a Pictonian. "Now it's MY turn to show you hospitality!" He started to go strong, but then I saw his arm trembling and bending in an inhuman way to pour a cup of beer. "...Hallo there...Pictonian..." he chuckled nervously. "Care to have some of this beer that is very popular where I'm from?"

I cocked my head a little as America (now fully dry) slid behind him and smiled, patting his shoulder. "Dude, you look shaken up. Let me take it from here." A spotlight moved to him as he smiled. "Hello Pictonians! Here on Earth, when people think of hospotality, they all think of me! Because I know how to give a good time!" Bright lights lit up behind him and suddenly, we were in a casino.

Pictonians finally looked more relaxed and like they were acctually having fun with all the lights, bells, and other ding-dongs. America smiled as he watched. "Awesome! Things are, like, totally starting to get exciting for realz!" I saw him pull out a paper from his suit. "Now I just have to let them win more games and get them drunk enough to sign this totally awesome peace treaty!"

"No!" Japan exclaimed.

I looked confused. "Why not?" I asked. "The whole point of this was to get them happy enough for a peace treaty, right?"

"A treaty is still premature." he stated. "Let me take it from here. I AM known for my festivals."

I watched as the sceanery and sounds changed from a casino with lights, bells, and ding-dongs, to what looked like outside with the sound of a stedy drum beat. "Konichiwa Pictonians!" Japan smiled. (Hold up! Smiled?! That's the first time I saw him smile!...EVER!) "This is a bon dancing party! This is the part where we all dance together!" More instrumints played as the Pictonians started dancing in unison, later joined by Italy.

I smiled. "Gotta say, those Pictonians are looking like they're acctually having fun!"

I didn't notice England slip from the crowd and come back with several identical bags until I noticed all the Pictonians (and Italy) with a bag and all of them saying (Italy cheering above everyone else), "We don't know~!"

"I took the liberty to make the gift bags." England stated with a smile.

Japan bowed in respect. "Arigeto."

I smiled and looked over at the blond. "So, what did you put in the bags?"

"Isn't it obvious?" he stated with that Tahno smirk again, and I got nervous. "I gave them fresh scones I made from scratch!"

We all just stared at him and looked out at the Pictonians, who all started eating the scones. Their faces (heads) went blue and they stopped eating. "Seriously?" they all asked.

At this, we all broke a sweat. "Dude!" America yelled. "I think your scones pissed off the Pictos!"

"Why?!" England cried. "Scones are so yummy!"

We saw their green light things start to get brighter until Italy turned his head, removing the scone from his mouth. "What happened to all of the happy?!" he asked. "Come on~! Eat another scone, and let's have fun~!"

The light dimmed as they all exchanged their answer. "No way."

"I don't think they like that plan dude!" America yelled.

"I think it's a good tactic that we RETEAT!" Germany exclaimed over the Pictonians.

"RUN AWAY!" We all cried as we ran. We had no idea where exactly we were running until Germany kicked a door open and dived out the door. I was nervous, but looking back at the pissed off Pictonians, we all went skydiving and landed in the water. I was one of the few who didn't lose contiousness, but we were still split up.

When I saw Germany sinking, I dived to help him, but resurfaced to find that everyone else was long gone. Even England's cries (which were most likely answered by France because I saw him dive in his direction with a determined look. Didn't they hate eachother just an hour or so ago? Seriously! What kind of relationship do these guys have?!) were masked by the crashing waves as I jetted Germany to the nearest shore I could see.