Maybe it's time for a change. (RECONTINUED MAYBE?)

Chapter 4- Don't know how this happened.

Wow, yesterday was eventful. I am so confused right now. Oh right. Japan decided to sleep with me. (not in a sexual way I swear) She's still sleeping, I can't move, crap, it's like when a cat falls asleep on your lap, you just can't move.

Well shit. Oh right, I also have to pick Canada up from Sydney. And maybe we can finally do some fun stuff like go to the beach, or some crap, whatever they want to do. When is she going to wake up?

"Uh, Japan? You up?"

No fucking response, how long will I have to sit here for? I mean I don't really care but eventually I might worry about those fucking crystals in the basement. Like, I don't know what they can do. Maybe I should check later, just try and not let the others get curious and want to come with me.

God, driving to Sydney from Brisbane would take 10 hours. Isn't there some easier and quicker ways? I mean we could fly down but no, why would I? Don't I have some supercharged emus from when and ibis and an emu bred?

I never thought I'd ever think that but something new happens everyday. Is that how it goes? I don't know man, it doesn't even matter. I've used up 200 words just thinking about random things. Wait. I don't know what that's supposed to mean.

"Japan, please wake up already."

"Fine... what?"

"Well, we're going to go to Sydney today. And we have 2 options. Drive there which will take 10 hours or something. Or we could take some random emus that run at 48.29361 kilometres an second."

"Why the hell do you have emus that run that fast?"

"Don't know. But it'll take around 19 seconds to get to Sydney."

"Well, the emus then. If it's that quick then ok."

"Well, I need to get up and have some vegemite toast because I'm about to colonize 28 different island nations for no reason."

"I love you but you're strange sometimes."

"Haha, I know. You'll get used to it eventually."

"Ok..."

Whatever I said back there is true and I will not hesitate to release the emu inbreds, y'know, the ones I sent to Alabama one time and they came back as, something, scary to say the least.

"Hey, Australia?"

"What?"

"What is it with you and always loving to eat vegemite on toast EVERY HOUR OF THE DAY."

"I'm afraid of the lords of vegemite trying to murder me in cold blood."

"What the hell?"

"I could shoot them but they're too powerful, I think."

"And how do you know they even exist?"

"Good point actually. I may need to rethink my life decisions entirely and maybe nuke them."

"So, they exist? Wait, you have nukes?"

"No, not yet. I believe 38,294 of them will soon be constructed."

"Alright then. Would you care to show me all these nukes?"

"No."

"Why?"

"I mean. Soon."

"When?"

"When they're built. That's when."

"Oh, right. Would you show me what you'd construct them with?"

"No."

"Alright then."