The gang goin' to get gems were walking through an uncharted part of the void, eating trail mix and being a mixture of content and discontent with their peers. Aztec had Sailor on her shoulder, and a small plastic grocery bag that nobody dared question the contents of. Meanwhile, America and Russia were having a slight glare contest.
"Russia, why are you here again?" America asked.
"My dad said I could," Russia said.
"But did you want to?" America asked.
"No," Russia said.
"So why are you here?!" America asked.
"Because my dad said I could," Russia repeated.
"Also, why did you bring the bottle?" Greenland asked.
"Because It's a travel sized grandpa," Russia said.
"Fair enough, I'm always one for a traveling display of humiliation," America said.
"Of course you are. Your mere existence is an example of that," Mexico said.
"..... ow," America said.
"Can't you two just get along?! I thought you were platonically in love," Greenland said.
"Yeah and then I remembered he's a JERK and I hate him," Mexico said.
"... Canada, can you help me out here?" Greenland asked.
"Nah, I'm out of hope. I'm staying neutral," Canada said.
"NEUTRAL?! You call THIS 'staying neutral'?!" America exclaimed, taking out his phone and showing the post Mexico made captioned '💕💞💗💝✨just hanging out with my bro✨💕💝💖💗💖💞'
"WELL I DIDN'T TELL HIM TO TYPE THAT," Canada exclaimed.
"THEN WHY DID YOU TYPE IT MEX?!?" America exclaimed.
"NO REASON SHUT UP," Mexico exclaimed.
"IT WAS TO MAKE ME JEALOUS WASN'T IT?!? WELL GUESS WHAT?!? I'M DONE! WITH BOTH OF YOU! AND I DON'T NEED THIS STUPID LOCKET EITHER!" America screamed, ripping of his locket and throwing it on the ground, and taking Mexico's locket out of his pocket, and throwing it to the ground as well.
"FINE! I DON'T NEED YOUR STUPID LOCKET EITHER!" Canada shouted, ripping off his and throwing it to the ground.
"AND BY THE F*CKING WAY, I'M MOVING AS SOON AS ALL OF THIS SH*T IS OVER WITH AND I'M NEVER CONTACTING YOU B*TCHES AGAIN!!!!" America shouted.
"FINE," Mexico shouted.
"FINE," Canada shouted. The others looked on in surprise and confusion.
"WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT?!? ARE WE GOING OR WHAT?!?" America shouted. They continued on their way, in terribly uncomfortable silence. Even Russia felt bad, which was something he didn't even expect.
Meanwhile, back at home, not everyone actually hates each other. Except for France, who was watching in amusement as Ancien struggled to find his head.
"Erm... where did you put his head?" Utah asked.
"Nowhere. Aztec took it with her for fun. His head is in a plastic bag right now," France said cheerfully.
".... ok," Utah said, hoping that if he were to die it wouldn't be by beheading, because losing your head sounds less than ideal.
Meanwhile, still in the house, Texas and Quebec were cuddling on the couch while California was sleeping in the corner.
"I'm sorry Quebec...," Texas said.
"Why do you keep apologizing?" Quebec asked.
"Because you never hold me accountable. Every time I apologize you say 'it's not your fault' but it is," Texas said.
"Texas, it really isn't... what if.... what if California got possessed and then tried to hurt you? Would that be his fault?" Quebec asked.
"Well... no... but-,"
"But what, Texas. There isn't a difference. You got possessed. You didn't mean to hurt me. It isn't your fault," Quebec said.
"Quebec you don't get it.... Florida told me... so many times that I was in danger.... and I just didn't want to accept it... and I willingly went in private with you even though he told me I could accidentally hurt someone.... and now it's my fault. It's my fault you got hurt, it's my fault Florida's possessed, I-,"
"Texas," Quebec said, pulling Texas closer to him. "It's ok... I know you didn't want to hurt anyone. And I don't blame you for not believing Florida at first. I probably wouldn't have either. I know you feel guilty... but you don't have to antagonize yourself. You did nothing wrong," Quebec said. Texas sighed.
"I... I dunno...,"
"Texas, whoever that ghost was who tried to kill me, I know for a fact that he was not the kind, understanding, friendly man I fell in- I became friends with," Quebec said, catching himself. Texas smiled and rested his head on Quebec's shoulder, who was slowly succumbing to the gae.
"Thanks Quebec... I'm so glad we met...," Texas said. California woke up and was squealing in excitement. Texas glared at him, but couldn't suppress a smile.
Meanwhile, ghosts were scheming for their takeover of the void.
"British Empire, where in gods name is your grandson?! I thought you said he was on his way?!" Spanish Empire exclaimed.
"Calm down you idiot, he is on his way!" British Empire shouted back.
"Argh, we spend all this time kidnapping EU, ASEAN, F*CKING UN, AND WE HAVE TO WAIT FOR YOUR STUPID GRANDSON TO POSSESS ONE PERSON!" Spanish Empire shouted.
"'WE'?!? F*CKING 'WE'?! I'm the one who did all of the hard work while you stupid empires were sitting around and f*cking talking about taking over the world!" Marital Law exclaimed.
"I F*CKING WORKED AS WELL YOU DUMB CHILD!" Imperial Japan exclaimed.
"OH YEAH, 'KEEPING A LOOKOUT' REALLY F*CKING HELPED WHILE I WRESTLED ASEAN TO THE GROUND," Martial yelled.
"WHY'D YOU COME ALONG IN THE FIRST PLACE IF YOU'RE JUST GONNA BE A B*TCH?!?!" Reich screamed.
"SHUT UP REICH, YOU'RE THE B*TCH," all the other ghosts shrieked.
"SORRY I'M LATE!" Confederate shouted teleporting into the room.
"Wha- how'd you do that?!" Ottoman Empire exclaimed.
"I found a god, you jealous?" Confederate said
"See? I told you he was on his way," British Empire said.
"Ok ok whatever. Are we finally ready?" Dutch Empire asked. The ghosts smiled.
"It is finally time...,"
