The Fire of the Storm.

Prologue

[3rd Person POV-]

Allen - better known as Americas 2p - had been watching the new country for a while. He had found out her name and where she stayed. Apparently she stayed with England - the 1p - at the moment. 'Stupid England, he has this babe all to himself!' He thought to himself, walking to his brother Matt's house. Allen decided not to knock and just pick the lock. "Hey Matt! You home?!?" He yells into the seemingly empty house.

Stomp!

Stomp!

Allen hears the loud footsteps of his brothers enormous polar bear named Kuma. "Hey Kuma. Where is Matt?" He says to the bear. The bear just grunts and goes away. "Oh hello Allen. What are you doing here?" A sleepy voice says from the stairs... Matt. "I just want to annoy you." Allen says, Leaning on the wall. "Go away." He says to Allen and pushes him out. "Fine! Bro!" He says, walking out. He walks past 1pEngland or Arthur's house. "England get away from Sealand! Your drunk!" He hears from the house. It's that girl Flare or the country Chad. "I'm not d-drunk! I'm the United bloody Kingdom I don't get bloody drunk! Give me my child!" England yells, most likely to Flare. "Your a jerk England." Sealand says. Allen hids behind a bush before he hears a door bang. He peeks through the leaves and sees Flare dragging Sealand along. "Come on Peter we will find a place to stay. If not I'll drop you off at Finland's and Sweden's." She says, walking past the bush he's hiding in. He walks out of the bush leaving his bat in there for now. "Hello there, kids. Why are you here?" He says, trying to be sweet. "I'm not a child you stranger! Get away from us." Flare says violently. She starts to walk away dragging Sealand with her. Allen stars at her back then turns and walks away laughing, silently.

[A/N I HOPE THIS IS GOOD! YOU KNOW HOW YOU ARE. ALSO NO I WON'T TAKE REQUESTS FROM YOU GUYS FOR STORIES. ONLY MY IRL FRIENDS CAN REQUEST. BYE.]