Author Notes- And so the madness continues. Also I know that the flight would take longer than 5 hours however the story wouldn't work if I had it much longer.
So my computer has been very glitchy, so my father decided he would "fix" it so now my computer has more bugs than before and he got rid of both Firefox and Google chrome making it so that I only have internet explorer. I can't say at this point how fast I'll be updating.
-Chapter 8-
Red looked at the streets of England in awe; things were calm, peaceful and clean though now it was dark. Cuba looked at him confused by how amazed he could be over what was normal to him. They were arriving at the world conference building in England, which Cuba wasn't sure who would be there. Though he did tell them that it was an emergency it's incredibly difficult to get someone to show up when you can't even say what's wrong, after all no one would believe him if he told them that there was another him from a different universe here. He himself didn't really believe it but his top priority was to keep himself from getting killed, so he did what Red told him to.
So after the 5 hour flight (which was the most expensive thing Cuba had done in a long time) they were in England. As they entered the room where the other nations were waiting Cuba braced himself for the worst, he opened the door and almost all the nations in their chairs. England was the first one to speak up "Alright what's this all about?" Cuba hesitantly moved to the table, which allowed them to see the thinner man behind him. Red smiled as closed the door behind him "To be blunt, it's about the people who don't belong here. I'm one of them. I from an alternate uni-" America stood up interrupting Red's sentence and looked at Cuba "Dude, you're telling me this is your emerg-" Red whipped his gun out and put it to Cuba's head "Have patience, I'd like to at least have a chance to explain everything without partaking in any kind of fight." America glared at Red as he sat back down.
"Did Belarus, Ukraine, Austria, Turkey, Hungary, Liechtenstein, Switzerland or Romano show up for the emergency meeting?" Red said, now having the entire room's attention. There was a silence of people looking around to see if they simply weren't counted, finally England answering with a defeated "No." Red sighed "Do you know their whereabouts?" there was a pause in the room. Germany's voice broke the silence "Yes, I spoke with Japan on the phone briefly. He said that Turkey was attacked by a man with terrible scars on his face. Both Japan and Turkey have been hospitalized from what I've heard." "And the others?" Red asked. America shook his head and sighed "They didn't answer their phones."
"What?!" Cried Spain who couldn't contain himself anymore, "But I was with him right before I got the call!" Red's eyes met Spain's "Was there someone that looked like this one except blonde?" he said as he gestured with his free hand to Italy. Spain nodded reluctantly. Red stood still for a moment, it looked like he was thinking next action through carefully. "Call him." Red said finally. Spain stuttered "Y-yes." he pulled out his cell phone and called Romano. "Put it on speaker." Red said looking somewhat curious, he continued "The other Romano would never answer the phone if he knew it was you." the phone beeped a few times and then went to voice mail.
Red looked at Italy who looked very nervous "Now take out your cell phone and call him." Italy looked at Germany slightly scared as took out his phone and dialed Romano's phone number. "Put it on speaker." Red commanded once again. Italy did so obediently, allowing everyone to hear the phone beep. "...Feli?" Italy smiled nervously upon hearing his brother's voice "Hey fratello! Are you okay? Why aren't you at the world meeting? Vee~"
"I'm fucken' busy! Some guy that looked like me showed up at my house while Spain and I were eating lunch. Right after Spain left the guy just flipped out and said something about you Italy! I've been looking for him but I want you back home tonight Italy." Germany interjected worried for his friend "But I can protect Italy-" "Mind your damn own damn business potato bastard! I'll take care of my family and take care of yours!" the phone yelled back at Germany. There was a pause and Italy ended the conversation "Okay fratello, I understand. I'll be home after the meeting." his brother said before hanging up his end of the line "I'll have food ready for you when get here." Italy looked at his phone a little surprised.
