Forevah: Hello everyone! It's me, Forevah with the newest installment of this crossover! I guess I should do the disclaimer now:

I do not own anything in this besides the plot.

I hope you all enjoy this chapter!

LAST TIME:

"ARTHUR! DON'T GO ONTO THE DECK!" The Doctor stopped England directly before he was up aboard. Struggling to get out of grasp, England tried to pull his wrist away. Damn, Time-Lords are strong.

"Why!? My crew needs me!"

"Not if they die first!"

"Wha-" Just then, another canonball hit the S.S. Flyer. Both men's eyes went wide with terror.

The ship was sinking.

"SHIT! What the hell!?" America yelled over the noise. The American was currently on the floor after being knocked down when the canonball hit just seconds earlier. He looked around, very curious. Crates were sitting open from hitting the floor of the ship, their contents spilling out. Treasures littered the wooden deck. Canada was proped up against the TARDIS, which had stopped pouring smoke a few minutes before the attack on the S.S. Flyer.

"W-Wha..?" Canada grunted as he tried to sit up properly, but stopped when he felt a sharp, agonizing pain in his head. America turned around to face his brother and smiled.

"CANADA!" The American then proceeded to tackle his brother into a hug. Canaa yelped in pain and tried to push America off.

"I'm glad you're okay, Mattie." America whispered. Canada stopped struggling upon hearing this, and slowly wrapped his arms around the other. That's when the boat shook again. The pain in Canada's head became worse and he yelled in pain. America stayed by his side, holding his brother gently and waiting for the ship to stop rocking back and forth.

"Oh god! America and Canada!" The Doctor got up off the ground where he was situated and started running back towards the TARDIS and the two North American twins. England ran after him, trying to get the Doctor to tell him what would happen to the rest of his crew.

"DOCTOR! STOP NOW!"

"I CAN'T! I HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE NOW!" The Doctor shouted back, going into the room with the two brothers ad startling them when he picked them off the floor and shoved the two into the TARDIS.

"In, in, in, in, IN! Let's get out of here! Alrighty, now Arthur-"

"WHERE THE BLOODY HELL DO YOU THINK YOUR GOING, FEZ BOY!?"

"Oh jeez you sound like River."

"AND THAT I SHOULD! YOU'RE TERRIFIED OF THE WOMAN AND WHAT SHE CAN DO TO YOU!"

"That is not true! I mean-"

"DOC! Dude, can we get out of here!? Mattie's hurt or somethin'!"

"Why do you have to butcher my language, git!?" America had to smirk at that last comment.

"No time to explain, England. So sorry, but you have to get out of this one on your own!"

"Bu-" The TARDIS door shut on England as he tried to step in. Muffled curses could be heard from the outside of the big blue box, bbut that didn't stop the Doctor. He sprinted over to the console and gawked at what he saw. Everything was different. The control panel was new and silver instead of gold tinted with brown. Gallifrian writing moved around on the walls and blinking lights littered the walls. The DDoctor laughed and then proceeded to starting up the TARDIS.

"GERONIMO!" The Doctor yelled as the TARDIS fired up and disapeared off the S.S. Flyer.

"Dammit Doctor." England swore. The TARDIS had just disapeared with the only insight on how the battle would play out. It also left with those two peculiar boys that the Englishman didn't know what to think of. The boy with the brown jacket seemed hurt that he didn't know who exactly the boy was.

'Probably some of the Doctor's 'Wibbly-Wobbly, Timey-Wimey' stuff, I think.' England thought and left it at that. He stumbled when the ship tilted to the left. England cursed himself for getting off track and ran upstairs. This was going to be a long battle that he refused to lose. No matter how many people died.

The Doctor breathed a sigh of relief as he leaned on the railing, looking at America tend to his brother's wound. Canada had a gash in his head from hitting the metal bar when the TARDIS crashed. Wincing in pain, Canada tried to keep still as America put a bandage on the gash that was on his forehead. He still had an agonizing head-ache, but it could be worse. The Doctor said he didn't have a concussion and that he should be fine. This relaxed the Canadian and made it easier for him to calm down and let America take care of him. The Doctor got closer to the big panel and flipped a switch.

"Now, let's go see England."

"Our England? Or another timeline?" America questioned. The Doctor chucked.

"Yes, America. Our England." The Time Lord smiled and this calmed down America.

"Oh. Alright. So, to the Princess Louis?" America said, standing up.

"Ya, we are going to see England, eh?" Canada followed America's example by standing up, but wasn't as steady on his feet. America grabbed Canada's shoulder and helped steady his brother.

"Matthew, lad, I highly suggest you stay on the ground. We're about to go to London!" The Doctor pulled a switch and the TARDIS wizzed to life and they were off.

Forevah: OH MY GOSH I LOVE THIS CHAPTER SO MUCH! I think this is the longest one yet! Thanks to everyone who's reading this right now~ I hope you enjoyed this installment of 'The-

Pirate!England: WHY DID YOU MAKE THE DOCTOR LEAVE MME ON A SINKING SHIP!?

Forevah: Oh please, you can survive that. I mea-

Doctor: HA! You can't swim? That's hillarious!

Pirate!England: I TOO CAN SWIM!

Doctor: Then prove it!

Pirate!England: Will do, Fez Boy!

*The two run off*

Forevah: ...Dammit. Bye guys!