It was a typical day. Al was playing video games while chowing down on some McDonnalds. In the background Ylvis was playing on the CD Norway had given him. No, it wasn't What Does the Fox Say. Ylvis made more songs than just that one. Though, as he listened to that song, the more he wanted to actually do what the song said... So he went to his trusty YouTube site on his holo screen and played the video. He scrounged around in his huge house to find some rope, but all he could find was twine.
It was off to the hardware store for him! On went his trusty old bomber's jacket, into its pockets the keys and wallet, and into the car he went. It was a short trip, and he got the right length of rope so then he, too, could learn the trucker's hitch.
Though, his plans fell through when along the way, his tires popped. Confused, he pulled over and got out, wondering how in the world he got a flat tire so quickly. The answer came to him when an evil chuckle came from behind him.
Swallowing hard, he turned around to see a man with a devilish grin across his dark features, his reddish-black hair falling into his eyes. Slung over his shoulder was a bat with nails all over it.
They were loose.
"Hello, Al," his darker him grinned, adjusting the sunglasses on his head.
"H-hey, Allen..." Alfred stammered.
"Fancy seeing you here," he continued, still being polite. "And what a lovely day..."
"It would be a shame if..."
"...Somebody ruined it," Allen chuckled, getting right into Alfred's face.
"Lay off," gripped another America, hovering above them. "We've got a whole 'nother world to explore and all you can think of is to cause trouble?"
I came out to have a good time and I'm honestly feeling so attacked right now, Alfred thought to himself, slowly backing away so he could run to Kadi for help. Luckilly his winged self was keeping his 2p self occupied long enough for him to escape away to the Basque nation.
"What happened here?" Adam demanded, moving to the central area where Kadi was working away on her terminal.
"I don't know," she murmured. She couldn't find a single door that hadn't been opened.
Adam moved to her side. "How does this work..."
"I don't know," she repeated.
Adam grew silent as his alien mind took in the rapid images. "Each and every last one of them..."
"All of them..." she confirmed.
He exhaled, his cheeks puffing out in the process. "This is going to take a while to clean up..."
"Especially since some look so similar that I have no clue as to where they go..."
Adam rubbed an eye. "Well, let's get going. 2ps first?"
Kadi nodded with a sigh. "Yeah."
As they headed out, Adam informed Kadi of how her friend was doing. "She's settled into the interim world with Prussia, and even made a friend."
"Prussia found her, then?" Kadi wondered.
Adam nodded. "Yes. Right quick, too. Once the timline of the anime basically ends, she will come back, most of her memories back."
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"Memories are sad. Because all you can do is remember the things... That will never happen again." Prussia--or, as we have learned: Sam Fox Lake--stepped into Reality to search for Cydnie and bring her back to Hetalia. In order to do so, he must pre...