Hey~ So I was reading this epic but rather depressing Fanfic of Canada getting seriously ill and I needed a pick me up... and this was my answer! Mainly because I have been teased for a few weeks now that France has taken over my mind. I hope you enjoy it's only meant to be for a laugh and also to prove to my friend that I don't just write serious stuff! I mean come on Maerlyen I can be funny and light hearted. hehe.

Enjoy mes amis!

"I call to order this emergency meeting off all the nations!" England called smashing his hand on the table rather like what Germany would have done. "We are facing a serious crisis. Maybe the biggest one since the World Wars."

"Oh get on with it Iggy. I had to pause my video game for this!"

"Just because we are holding this in your house America does not mean you can playing video games!"

"Aww but Japan brought them over for me!"

"Ah don't get me in trouble America-san. I brought those for after the meeting!"

"Vee~ I think I'm going to make some pasta to help us concentrate."

"Make mine hamburger flavoured Italy! Its what heroes eat ahahahaha!"

"Sit down fratello! Don't listen to the fat bastard. Aren't you here to help that fucking potato-bastard?"

Italy's jaw clenched, fists bawled into fists as he tried to fight the tears.

"Why did we have to come to America's anyway. We could of all gone to mine and become one da?"

"Nobody wanted your input you fucking commie."

"Quiet! This is bloody important. And we came to America's because nobody has turned over this side of the world Russia. So don't go picking fights, we need to figure out what's bloody happening before we all end up like that!"

A collective shiver ran round the table when they remembered what they were up against. There were many missing from the table. Germany, Spain, Netherlands and China were all absent in critical condition. Other countries like Latvia were also absent. And then there was the cause for he whole thing. The reason this had started. He wasn't absent however.

"Angleterre. Let me out mon cher!"

"Shit you didn't gag him!" Sweden shouted.

"He was fucking sedated! Damn frog! Everyone evacuate!"

"Nobody move da?" Russia said standing up a lead pipe having mysterious materialised in his hand. He walked over to the cage casually. France looked at him hopeful.

"Ah Ivan! Mon géant, you are letting me out non?"

A few seconds later Russia walked away leaving an unconscious France with a concussion.

"That takes care of that kol kol. Continue."

"Erm right. Thank you... Russia." England said wincing at how much that would of hurt. "Er. Right. For an unknown reason many of our fellow nations have seemingly become copies of our frog. Perverseness is at an all time high and we don't yet have a cure for this illness. We need suggestions on how we can isolate and deal with this epidemic!"

"Ah~" a very quiet Canadian started but was cut off by others.

"I say we kill the infected and burn their remains." Russia said with an evil glint in his eye.

"No way you commie obviously we should pile them in a rocket and send them to Mars to live out their perverted fantasies!" America shouted.

"Your space-rocket would never get them to Mars." Russia scoffed. "You couldn't even get to the moon."

"We did too!" The American yelled indignantly.

"No you didn't you faked the whole thing."

"Oh you so did not say that you commie! Do you want to race huh? I'm all up for kicking your ass AGAIN in the next space race!"

"Oh ho ho Amerika you should not bet on what you will lose."

"I didn't bet anything!"

"Really I heard you say you bet a lifetime of servitude to me."

"Oh you are so on!"

"ALFRED F. JONES DO NOT GO SHAKING ON THAT DEAL!"

"Your a stick in the mud Iggy." America pouted.

"Why don't we-" Canada tried again but was cut off again.

"Why don't we just draw their faces on them and they'll return to normal! Ve~""

"You idiot that'll never work!"

"Ah why not fratello! It worked last time!"

"Italia-san. That was dream remember."

"No Japan~. I swear it happened"

"Kekekekeke. To be honest he awesome-me thinks this virus is too fun to get rid off!"

"You weren't saying that when you called me up screaming that Germany was being a perv and hitting on you." Canada sighed aloud. Nobody heard this statement however. Especially not over the sound of a frying pan connecting with Prussia's head.

" This is not funny. Austria is seriously sick you know!"

Canada pinched the bridge of his nose trying to calm himself down. Why weren't they listening to him? Not to mention his the sick feeling in his stomach or his head pounding mercilessly.

America had returned to his game but noticed his younger brothers distress.
"Hey is something wrong Mattie?" He asked still trying to concentrate on his game. He got no reply. "Mattie? Hey Iggy Mattie doesn't look well!"

Russia and England looked around.

"Who?"

"Your other son you fucking idiot. He's gone all pale and everything!"

"Matvey is under the weather?" Russia asked concerned yet an evil gleam still reigned supreme. "Oh if he cracks now he owes me $100." His child like smile scared Arthur.

"What do you mean?" He asked while America paused his game and stretched out a hand towards Matthew.

"Hey Mattie what's going on?" He asked. He almost jumped out of his skin when Canada gript his wrist with lightening speed.

"Ohohoho Amérique you've come to play with brother Canada non?" Canada said with a twisted smile.

The room fell silent. Then all hell broke loose.

"He's been infected we aren't safe!"
"Don't leave me here! Help the Hero!"
"Someone needs to save America and his American breasts!"
"Somebody shoot the Canadian now!"
"Don't you bloody dare shoot my son!"
"SHOOT HIM SHOOT HIM!"
"AMERICA!"
"We should of known he was infected! He's hair looks just like France'!"
"Who are we talking about I can't see them!"
"Who?"
"French Canada!"
"Quarantine now!"
"Kill France and the infected shall return to normal!"
"Someone take that fucking stake away from Romanian and Transylvania!"
"I knew we shouldn't of let that rain bastard convince us into coming."
"Oh no Italia-san is having Germany flash backs!"
"NO DOITSU NOOOO~!"

Russia just stood to the side laughing heartily.

"You owe me that money Matvey."

Translations

DoitsuGermany (Japanese)

Fratello Brother (Italian)

Im sure you could work out the other little things :)

I hope you enjoyed it! Reviews will be appreicated! I love you guys (or more like girls but meh who cares haha)

Much Love!

Joanne xxx