Chapter One: England's Phone Call

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            It was a calm and sunny Saturday morning; Arthur Kirkland the personification of England was sitting in his house drinking Earl Grey tea. He enjoyed the peace and quiet, not having to worry about the noisy American named Alfred F. Jones coming to bother him. But he did have a world meeting tomorrow, meaning he has to deal with America again. The silence, sadly didn't last as long as England hoped. His phone was ringing. He set the tea cup down, reached into his pocket and pulled out his forest green phone.

"Probably America again, what does that wanker want now!" England thought

The blonde nation pressed answer and brought the phone up to his ear. "What do you want now America?" England asked annoyed

"Are ye kidding me? Ye think A'm that American eejit!?" the voice hissed

England's eyes widened "Scotland?"

Why was Scotland calling him of all people? He never calls England.

"Aye." Scotland said

"Why are you calling me Iain? You never call me, unless it's an emergency." England replied

Scotland sighed on the other end "Look A donnae have much time ta talk ta ye. But A need ye ta get Lukas and Vladimir, ye also need ta come now."

"Why? Scotland you aren't making any sense." England said worriedly

Okay now it was safe to say that England is worried about his brother. Even though Scotland is stronger than him when it comes to magic, surely he can take care of himself. But this time Scotland might be in trouble and what about his other brothers? Were they alright, or are they in the same situation that Scotland might be in? Good God, England was starting to panic.

Scotland seemed to be yelling at someone, but whom? England didn't know. Could it be Wales, Ireland? North Ireland? He wasn't sure.

"Ye know what Artie? Forget what A said, donnae come here. A'll come to yer meeting and explain there. Bye." Scotland said hanging up before England could protest.

England had a lot of questions to ask. What was happening to his brother? Was he alright? England shook his head and shakily set his phone down on the table. He would get answers at the meeting tomorrow.

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Translations- Scotland:

Ye- You

Yer- Your

Donnae- Don't

Eejit- Gaelic for Idiot

Ta- To

A- I 

Names in case you don't know:

Lukas- Norway

Vladimir- Romania

See you in the next chapter!

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