Well, it at least made some sense. If you thought about it. Victoria learned that she was trapped in her prison with the personification of Italy, who was a complete coward and hadn't stopped crying since he was captured, even to explain what the heck was going on. Apparently there were personifications of all of the countries. There was also a very minor detail that the nations were around BECAUSE OF HER. Minor detail her dad had failed to mention that would've been wonderful to know.

Italy had also mentioned that Germany would come and save him, and Flint would be there too, to save her. So the robots left him alone. Thank God. she thought, sighing in relief.

"Italy, do you know what 'master' these guys are reporting to?" she had asked.

He shook his head in the dark. "No, I didn't see anything on my way in. They covered my eyes."

That's completely unhelpful. But whatever these things are reporting to, it's not going to be pretty. she thought.

"But his name is... Megatron? I think that was what the giant robot in America's base said." he continued.

"You mean there are more of them? What are they doing in a military base?"

"They said that these guys were called Decepticons, and that they were really mean and scary. But the ones in America's base were friendly and nice! They said they would come and help rescue you! That means that they're going to help rescue me too, along with England and Fratello and Big Brother France and Big Brother Spain and Japan and America and Prussia and everyone!" he said happily. For the first time since he had been here, he had stopped crying.

"Wait, the armies are coming? I don't want to start World War III!"

"No! The other personifications!" he corrected.

"Oh. Wow I fail." she laughed slightly. "You said Prussia was coming. Where is that? It sounds familiar, but I'm not sure where I've heard it from."

"It's East Germany! He's Germany's big brother!"

"Ah, okay."

There was a few minutes of silence, and then she could hear soft snoring, meaning the Italian had fallen asleep, leaving her alone to her thoughts.

She could try to escape. She had a knife that she could possibly pick the locks with. But even if she did manage to wake Italy up, there was no guarantee that he could reach the knife on her thigh, with the chains holding him back and all. He also must've been exhausted from all of the crying he had been doing, and guilt would nibble at her if she woke him up. She had no choice but to hang there, waiting for rescue. Victoria sighed, and prayed that the nations and the friendly giant robots would keep Flint safe as night overcame the sky.

The Autobots had driven the eleven remaining nations, and Flint, to the old warehouse where Megatron had been hiding to enact their plan of rescue. It was now the dead of night, and Flint sat in silence as the nations he was told to ride with in Bumblebee (the yellow Camaro), Prussia, France, and Spain, made a bunch of perverted dirty jokes among each other. He sighed, feeling awkward, and then they looked at him.

"So how did you meet Mademoiselle Victoria, mon ami?" France asked.

"Oh, it was at a funeral."

"Oh! How tragic! Whose funeral?"

"It was for my brother and her half sister. They were dating, and they died in a car accident one night about five years ago. We got to talking, and eventually I asked her out on a date. We kept dating, and then broke up because I was leaving for college, then somehow we wound up at the same college, because I deliberately didn't tell her which college I was going to. I didn't want to get in the way of whatever bright future she had. I figured that if we were meant to be together we would meet again. We started dating again, and we have been ever since. It really wasn't all that exciting, really."

"Ah. You've been dating for a long time, have you not?"

"Yeah. Problem is, she's about three years younger than I am. She's still in college, while I've already graduated. I don't want to ask her to marry me until she's close to graduating."

"Ah! You're hoping to ask her to marry you! How romantic!" the French man exclaimed happily.

"Someone's getting laid that night." Prussia said, and laughed along with Spain. Flint merely blushed.

"Have you done it together yet?" France asked.

Flint turned even redder. "I'd rather not talk about it."

"Ah! So you have!" Spain said before France could comment.

"I never said that!"

"You didn't deny it either, man." Prussia said.

"Was it wonderful? Every time I have, it has been truly amazing." France said dreamily.

Flint said a quiet "Yes," and looked out the window.

"Hahaha! We got it out of him!" Spain laughed as they pulled in.

As everyone got out of their cars, England looked at Flint's face and said. "Oh dear. The frog didn't grope you, did he?"

France glared. "Of course I didn't! The boy is distress from the fact that his love has been kidnapped by evil robots!"

"That and you forced my sex life out of me." Flint muttered.

As this was all happening, Germany got out of Optimus. "You know what to do." He said. Optimus blinked his headlights in response, and the Autobots drove away in response, leaving the rescue team alone.

They approached the building quietly, and pulled out a few grappling hooks. They swung them up and hooked them on the edge of the roof, and started the climb up.

When they reached the top, everyone looked around. It was America who found the skylight. "Over here!" he whispered, and, treading carefully, they made their way to the skylight and looked down.

The skylight dropped into the center of the room. There were two planes laying idle, surrounded by old boxes and stuff. They were facing in the opposite direction from the skylight. America smiled. "Just a couple of planes. We could've walked in if we wanted to. This is easy." He started to walk back to the ropes to climb down and waltz in as if he owned the place. Which, technically speaking, he did, but let's not go into that.

England stopped him. "You git, those could be Decepticons! We must take caution instead of walking in there as if it's your own home!" he hissed.

"Sheesh, always trying to think in the box." America pouted, sticking his tongue out at England as the rest of the world continued the plan.

Germany and Flint had put harnesses on before leaving the base to come to the warehouse. They hooked a rope to each harness, and opened the window, and the nations lowered the pair down to the ground. After reaching the ground, they unhooked themselves, and snuck to a hallway where they wouldn't be seen.

Once hidden by the hallway, Germany relaxed a little, and then looked down it. There were a few doors, but one appeared to metal.

"See that door?" he whispered.

Flint nodded. "It has to be them."

Victoria heard footsteps. They didn't sound like robot footsteps, and were too rushed to be the robot that was coming to bring them to the "master." She looked at Italy, still asleep. "Italy! Wake up! Someone's coming!" she hissed.

Italy shot up, and listened. "Yes, those are Germany's boots!" he smiled at her.

"Victoria?" a familiar voice said.

"Flint!" she said, her voice filled with relief.

"Italy?" A thickly accented voice said as well.

"Germany!" Italy cried.

The door unlocked, and the two men looked in. Flint smiled to see his beautiful girlfriend alive, but it disappeared quickly as he gazed at her current state, hung on the wall. He ran to her. "I'm here." He said softly to comfort her, stroking the cheek that didn't have a cut across it. She smiled, leaning into his touch. "Let's get you out of here. Germany? Where's the lock picking kit?" he asked.

"Uh… oh no." Germany said, embarrassed.

"Please tell me you didn't forget it."

"I was in a rush!" he snapped.

Victoria sighed. "There's a thigh sheath on my leg with a knife in it. That should work."

Flint blushed, and lifted her skirt just high enough to reveal the strap. He took the knife and let her skirts fall as he jammed the small blade into the lock. After a couple of minutes, the cuff that was attached to the chain, wrapped around her wrist, was open, and he started on the other one. This one was done faster. "Easy," he said, catching her as she fell from the shackles. He lowered her to the ground, and slid the knife to Germany, who started on Italy's chains. "I'll carry you. You can't walk like this." He continued.

Victoria looked up at him. "No, I'm fine. I'll walk." She said, and started to pick herself up off of the ground. However, this made the pain in her sides from the injured ribs act up. She groaned, and put one hand on her side while keeping one hand on the ground. The one hand wasn't strong enough to bear her weight, and she lost her balance and fell to the ground.

"Victoria…" Flint said, picking up her head and laying it on his lap. "Denial just makes me worry about you more. I'm carrying you, like it or not." He scooped her up, and braced himself against a wall as he pulled himself up.

Italy was standing on his own, and was smiling. Germany was as stoic as ever. "Let's go." He said gruffly.

The rest of the nations were dangling the rope from the ceiling, waiting for Germany and Flint to return with Italy and Victoria. They weren't doing much, just chatting, or sitting, or sleeping. Because they weren't paying attention, they didn't notice one of the planes start to transform.

It changed into a giant robot, maybe slightly bigger than Optimus, and it looked up at the nations on the ceiling. "Parasites." It spat, and started to fly up. It shot through the roof of the warehouse, startling the nations, who then drew weapons to try and attack it. It merely smiled evilly, and swept them all off of their feet with its hands, swiping them down the skylight and to the ground of the warehouse.

While everyone was trying to get up, it jumped to the ground and the RC car robots from before came out of nowhere and grabbed them all. "Ah, so we have a rescue team to retrieve my little tools." It smirked, and then summoned the ATV who kidnapped Italy. "Why don't you go get them right now?" it asked after the ATV transformed. It nodded, and disappeared down a hallway.

The large robot looked at the world. "Now, you have a front row seat to watch the show." It smiled.

"How did you escape?" a voice said from the doorway. Everyone who was standing whirled around to see the ATV from before. Italy screamed and hid behind Germany, who put himself in a defensive position in front of Italy anyway. Victoria got off of Flint, and stood in front of him, drawing her knife and placing herself in a protective stance as well.

"Victoria…" Flint started, but stopped when Victoria looked over her shoulder, and smiled.

"I'm fine." She said, and turned back to the ATV, who was changing its hands into a blade.

It lunged at Victoria first, who parried the blow with her knife. It turned into a dance between her and the ATV for a few minutes, until Germany jumped in with his whip and started whipping it. Its other hand changed into a blade, and it started fighting with two hands, one per person.

However, Victoria, in her current state, was weak and tired, and the ATV found its way under her defenses and slashed its blade across her chest. She staggered backwards a bit, and collapsed.

"Victoria!" Flint cried as the ATV came at him next. He snatched the blade from her limp hand, and parried blows as well as he could.

Germany continued to whip at the ATV, and eventually, the ATV, annoyed, sliced it in half. Germany looked at the piece of whip on the ground, and at the piece in his hand, dropped it, and tackled it. It threw him off and into a wall, where he hit his head and groaned slightly.

He was angry now. First it cut his whip in half and now it's thrown him into a wall. He got up with a look of rage, and tackled it again, yanking its head off. The body fell to the ground, and he dropped the head. "We must get out of here, now!" he said quickly.

Flint scooped Victoria off of the ground, and followed Germany and Italy out of the cell, down the hall, and into the warehouse, only to discover that the ATV was the least of their problems.

Uh oh! Bad juju! And I totally made up for the last chapter, which was ridiculously short. I'm still sorry! So, in the next couple chapters, some major stuff will happen that changes everything. I'm already planning. It's gonna be quite a wild ride.

Okay, let's see, what major things need clarification… *scrolls through document*

I've raised the rating because of the Bad Friends Trio. My original draft had none of the BFT action, and it made me sad. It needed a little bit of them. So, for perverted humor, this is now T.

And Germany is OOC. Yeah, it had to happen because I wanted to make Flint semi uncomfortable. Hahaha.

So yeah, I'm done blabbering now. I'm going to upload and write the next chapter.

OH! On another note: I have a little oneshot crossover thingy coming soon. I just need to get FF to let me pick the category things because when I tried to upload earlier, the category thing wasn't working. I'm gonna try again. Hahaha.

R&R please~! :D