Wow it's been a while since I wrote for the Mr. Jones Universe. This is the promised story to the universe; after this, it will be complete.

Time for all the egos to meet.

I obviously own nothing but the plot and the way it plays out. Enjoy.

America missed his days of being an Avenger. He hadn't been one for long, but it had made a major impact on him. All his life, he always boasted about being a hero, and for once in his life had been one. Even if he didn't remember his true self, the fact that he had been a hero was enough to boost America's self-esteem in the troubling times. Being shot at by the weekly villain was less stressful than the meetings with the countries.

He still kept in touch with his Avenger buddies, and Natasha made it mandatory for them to have dinner at least once a week. He was even invited to a few Expos held by Stark, and began taking up training with Steve. The constant contact with his friends made it easier on him.

Of course, his fellow countries wanted to know everything about the Avengers and his time as one. The superhero team was the hot topic almost immediately after America returned. The country was of course happy to supply his tales. Many of the other countries were bitter and jealous of such an encounter, specifically the Nordics, who seemed rather bummed that they were not able to meet Thor (Canada had kept quiet about having Thor babysit for him because that would have caused a riot).

In fact, most of the countries wanted to meet the Avengers for one reason or another. They'd casually mention it, especially after a successful mission completed by the Avengers was shown on the news.

However, it wasn't just the other countries who wanted to see the Avengers; the Avengers wanted to meet the countries. Bruce seemed the most interested, considering he was a man of science. He didn't want to experiment on them or anything; he just wanted to get their history and such, to see how they could actually exist.

It was actually quite funny when America stood back to think about it. Six incredible beings (one a god from mythology), who fought the abnormal on a weekly basis -including aliens, might he had-, weren't able to wrap their heads around countries living and breathing like a regular human. It gave America a chuckle every once in a while when he reflected on it.

Still, the thought of his two worlds meeting each other was very tempting, and after much deliberation, America decided to put his plans into action. Both sides would finally get what they wanted.

America calling a meeting early in the morning was very surprising, given the boy's attitude to mornings. Perhaps being in the Avengers had done something to that habit. England was among one of the first there, with only Switzerland beating him. The Swiss would normally be disgruntled with leaving Lichtenstein at home alone, given the girl's defense (aka, none), but through small talk, England found out that she was taking up residence with Hungary for a small time.

Slowly, other countries began to fill in (no America in sight), but it wasn't the entire gang. In fact, it wasn't even half the countries. Only the Nordics, Canada, Japan, France, Russia, Belarus, and surprisingly Prussia were the ones who were attending. America followed in two minutes after the last country entered. He wore a grin on his face as he entered the conference room with confidence. England raised an eyebrow in suspicion at America's smile.

"Is there a reason why you called just us here this early America?" England asked.

"Why yes there is my bushy browed ally," America responded, earning a huff from the island nation. "Today, we're going to go and meet the Avengers."

All eyes widened (except for Switzerland's, of course) at the response.

"Really?" Finland asked.

"I get to meet the lovely miss Widow?" France asked with a devilish look on his face.

"America, is this a good idea?" England asked. "Have you run this past Fury?"

"Nope," America responded with his grin. "Tony set it up. Well, Pepper did because Tony doesn't want to set up anything but we got the all clear! We're heading out in a few minutes."

"Why did you choose us though?" Japan asked.

"You guys showed the most interest, and I thought you guys would get along with them the most," America grinned. "So what do you say?"

"The king of awesomeness is so going!" Prussia exclaimed, standing from his seat.

The Nordics nodded eagerly, with Denmark making an obnoxious noise that ended up with him being backhanded by Norway. The other nations nodded as well, except Switzerland. He gave no indication of excitement or contempt.

"Tony, they'll be here any moment now, so stop counting on how late they are," Pepper said from the couch.

"Only I'm allowed to be late from anything," Tony complained. "I've taught him too well."

"Riiiight," Clint responded with a scoff.

"I too am anxious to see Alfred once more," Thor commented with a grin.

"Alfred didn't say what nations would be coming," Bruce commented from his seat. "Do you think it'll be a lot?"

"If this is a party I wasn't warned about-"

"Sir," JARVIS cut in, "Mister Jones has arrived, along with his guests."

"Good, bring them in, and get them up here," Tony responded.

"Of course sir," Jarvis answered.

The elevator dinged a few minutes later, and the elevator opened to find a parade of countries stepping out of it, with America leading the way with a grin on his face.

"Hey guys!" America greeted.

"Alfred!" Thor greeted immediately, wrapping up his friend in a bear hug. "It is so good to see you my friend!"

"Hey Thor," the northern country grinned, unaffected by the strong hold. "Guys, meet the countries. Countries, meet the Avengers."

Collective greetings sounded in the living room.

"Okay guys," America said, craning his head to look over at his fellow nations. "Time to mingle." He directed his attention to the Avengers. "The countries decided on who would talk to you guys, that way you're not all rushed at once."

"Just as long as I'm not stuck with the Brit," Tony remarked.

"Like I'd want to talk to you anyways," England responded back with a glare.

America grinned, ignoring the glaring match the two men were having.

"Alrighty! Mingle time!"

I'm a little busy in real life at the moment, but I hope to get more chapters out soon.