So. Not much to say here. Very unusual.

Disclaimer: Well, I already said it in the past three chapters. In two different languages. You can refer to those.

Alfred taps France's numbers onto the glass screen of his thirty-seventh smartphone frantically.

"France? France?"

"I know that! I need to talk to you!

"NOT LIKE THAT! IGGY'S HERE RIGHT NOW SCREAMING ABOUT TEA AND I AM A DEAD NATION! DEAD, YOU HEAR ME! DEADER THAN IGGY'S PUNK ROCK PHASE!"

"FRANCE. HE'S IN MY HOUSE. AND THERE'S NO TEA AND MATTIE'S GONE INTO CRAZY-HOCKEY MODE AND THE CREEPY ALBINO DUDE IS HERE AND HE'S LOOKING AT ME! DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND? TEA POLAR BEAR DEATH."

Alfred attempts to calm down. The cramped cupboard isn't helping.

"I accidentally fed all of Arthur's tea to Mattie's polar bear and the creepy albino dude's bird."

"And the creepy albino dude's bird. Don't forget the bird."

"It means that instead of two homicidal nations after me, I now have three. Apparently, polar bears and birds don't take well to eating seventy tons of tea."

"Well, I was being quiet, minding my own business like always, and then suddenly the creepy albino dude burst into my house saying something about Germany and tea, and you know how me and Germany are like, bros, so I had to go check it out, and did you know that England and Germany have tea together every Tuesday afternoon? I didn't. But anyway, apparently Denmark stole all their tea and they thought it was me, so me and Denny went to hide out in Mattie's place with the tea and his polar bear was eating pancakes with the creepy albino dude's bird, and then Germany came in so we locked the door and the windows and eventually all the pancakes were gone and it was either the tea or us, dude, soooo..."

America sighs, and peers out the crack between the cupboard doors.

"Ah, crap. FRANCE! YOU BETTER BE LEAVING YOUR HOUSE THIS INSTANT, YOUNG MAN. COME HELP ME. NOW."

Well, drastic times called for drastic measures.

"Arthur tore up that shirt with your flag on it and flushed it down the toilet."

"Yeah, and he was cackling evilly the whole time, too!"

America lets out a breath in relief when he hears the dial tone.

I hope it made sense. I imagine that America channels angry mom when he's really freaked out.

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