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Chapt. 12 - Who are you?

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You could hear a single grain drop, if that's even possible. The countries' mouths were glued shut, and I can't even seem to comprehend what's going on either. Or what I am seeing.

Somebody who looks like me, standing right there near the door. Except, he had reddish brown hair, red eyes, and tan skin. To be honest, he looked scary as hell. As if the bat with nails stuck in it were any better.

"Good to see you in person porkchop. And it's better to be separated." The  doppelganger walks up to me and pats my head. I realized he was a bit taller, but still not as tall as Russia. My throat becomes dry and starts to hurt. The atmosphere around us becomes thick, and for some reason, anxiety started to creep in my chest.

"AND WHO THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU!?" England screeched. And to my amusement, countries near him were so startled that they nearly fell over their chairs. "Aiya!! He is right!! Who are you, aru?!" China walks next to England and both glare daggers at this stranger.

The doppelganger turns toward the glaring duo and stares."Huh, you're that cupcake freak and you're the stoic weirdo. You two are just as ugly as my versions."

"Versions?" I croaked, still trying to do something about my dry throat. "Oh, right, you don't know anything about it." He pats my head again and turns toward the countries. "Alright everybody!! Hurry the hell up it's story time!!" He yells.

Every country snaps from their state of shock, and surprisingly listen. They gather around to one table, which obviously didn't work, since this is the whole world I'm talking about. Some countries needed to bring their own chairs. "If you guys want me to explain might as well listen!!" He turns toward me, "You should sit as well."

"I-I, uh sure..." I murmured. Alright America, there are only two or three possible reasons. You probably fell and hit your head when you got some food. Or you've just eaten or drunk some sort of drink with a drug without noticing. Yeah, makes sense. Or I'm just starting to grow old faster than England did.

Still thinking, I sit down on a chair away from the others. I was pretty much at the side. You know, like those times when your team captain tells you to group into pairs. And you don't have a partner because your class is an odd number. Then you kinda just move to the side and watch everybody else have fun. Yeah, like that.

"Oi! Porkchop! What do you think you're doing over there?!" The tan yelled. It frightened Latvia, who was sitting in front of him and was affected by the sudden noise. I'd pity him, but I honestly don't care right now. I awkwardly move my chair and myself closer.

"Okay then, let's see.... How to start, how to start." He hums ,"Let's start with my introduction. Hello, my name is Allen F. Jones, I am the personification of the United States of North America. Before anybody starts protesting, I'll give you a more detailed background. I'm from an alternate universe, and I've come to finish a little task of mine."

"So, like, you're not going to, like, kill us right?" Poland asks. Allen shakes his head, and I noticed everybody let out a breath. "Aiya, and you think we would actually believe this childish nonsense aru!?" China stomped. He crossed his arms and glared at Allen. I guess he isn't too fond of him.

"Hmm, mind telling us more about your 'alternate universe'?" England asks. "Finally, somebody who actually asks." Allen groans. "Okay, so this is your universe. You think this world is the only reality? Well that's where you're wrong. There are other universes out there, millions actually. Have you ever wondered what the stars represented, and why they seem impossible to reach?"

"Oui, but I don't see zhe connection." France rubs his temples and mumbles quietly to himself. "Well, this sounds very stupid in my opinion. You might just be a spy making up a silly story, da~?" Russia laughed. "I hate to say this but I agree. We don't need to listen to this foolishness." England huffed.

"Why the hell was I sent to do this..." Allen groaned. "Alright idiots you all listen up. If you don't believe any word I say, then you'll be missing out the real truth about this world. You won't be able learn other secrets the universe hid from you. If you don't want to know anything, fine by me. You're all cowards avoiding what's actually happening. I'm sure it is hard for you to disagree with every word I say, right England?" Allen sneered.

I turn towards England and he pulls on his collar. "W-What the bloody hell are you t-talking about?" England murmured. Allen chuckles bitterly and tilts his head. "Don't lie you little liar. Or you, Norway? Or you, Romania?" He smirks.

I have never felt so confused in my life. I heard Denmark whispering 'What is he talking about Norge?'. I stare at England, who was shifting uncomfortably. "Can you tell us what's going on?!" Finland yells, surprising a few people. Sweden looks rather proud though. "I think it's better to hear from the person himself. Go on England, confess your sin."

"W-What's he talking about?" Canada stares at him, eyes brimming with tears. This poor innocent child. "Explain jourself England!!" Germany scolds. England flinches and looks down.

"Norway, Romania, and I-I may or may not know w-what he's talking about... and w-who he is..." England mumbles. Some countries were still confused, others angered, but Norway and Romania looked betrayed. Romania walks over from the back and grabs him by the shoulders. The next hing you know he starts shaking him. "Why did you say that you bastardul din spate. Your own Oath of Secret you broke!! How would the gods think of us?!" Romania glared. Norway remains expressionless, and England looks back down in shame.

"Ich datche, das würde ein friedliches mittagessen sein." Germany groans and sits back down, rubbing his temples. Japan walks toward him and starts comforting him. He soon reaches Italy who was on the floor crying. "This is just insane, aru." China mumbles. Next to him was his family, who nods in agreement. "We want you to explain when we get home, Norway." Iceland said. The rest of the nordics nod in agreement before staring back at Norway. Austria and Hungary look bewildered. Who wouldn't blame them? Just an hour ago they were eating happily and socializing, the next, a man who calls himself the U.S., claims he's from another universe, forces a truth out of England, and just leaves us to process everything correctly in our minds. I turn towards the Baltics and Russian sisters, who were in a deep conversation with each other. Once in a while one of them would look over their shoulders to see if anyone hears them. Switzerland plays with his shotgun, mumbling stuff like 'I never asked for this' or 'I was never part of this'. Liechenstein, however, was observing curiously at somebody.

I look away from the other countries and turned to see who she was looking at. She seemed to be watching Allen, who held a plate of food from the buffet table. He just sat there, eating while the countries were all feeling confused, miserable, and amused. That amused person was Russia, if you're asking.

Talking to yourself again America?

I fell off my chair in shock and landed face first. I quickly got up and sat back down, avoiding the gazes of my neighbours.

What do you want?!

I can't understand these people you call friends.

When have I called them friends?! What are you even talking about?!

True. But seriously, these guys are just a riot. Won't let me finish my explanation! How rude. Oh Jesus, I'm starting to sound like Oliver.

Huh?! You can't see through my eyes can you? Who's Oliver? You realize you're just my imagination right? You can't actually talk to the countries.

Poor you, no wonder why they sent me to help you. You do know that I, all physical and human, am also in this same room?

What are you...

I look around, slightly disturbed. Nobody seemed out of the ordinary. But then I saw Allen, staring directly at me, smirking.

Finally time you realized, porkchop.