Fixing a Broken Country

For everyone

Pakistan's Pov

"Poppet...Poppet, it's time to wake up.."

"What's going on?..." I woke up to a high pitched voice and a pain in my arm and head.

"Oh, dear are you alright poppet? Are you hurt?"

"Only a little...Nothing I can't handle sir- England?"

"That's right dearest. Have we met before?"

"Yes, it's me Pakistan."

"Oh my! Pardon me, I didn't recognize you poppet!! You've changed a lot, have you done something new? I thought you were out with Allen this evening."

"Allen? That's the voice in Alfred's head...I'm the original Pakistan persona. Oh, sweet God..."

"Ohhh. Hehe, you're on the wrong side of the tracks, aren't you? Well, don't you worry I'll take good care of you for the time being." This version of England gave a sweet yet unsettling smile. He helped me up and brought me to his car to drive off somewhere. We stopped in front of a house as 2p England got off. "Come along poppet!" I reluctantly followed the happy British man Into the house. Must say, it didn't look bad. It was pleasant in a way, with the walls painted a pastel blue. Nice lively plants lined the walls with Photos above them. And his fluffy Calico cat sleeping in its bed in the Tv room.

"This place is bright and lively!" He laughed.

"Lively wouldn't be a word I'd use. But I do appreciate it." The doorbell rings and England went to go answer. A man with burgundy hair and red eyes walked in, dropping his blood-filled bat at the entrance causing England to start scolding him. He looked very similar to Alfred, with his bomber jacket, white shirt, bloodstained jeans, and boots. He was tanned and had a few missing teeth. Oh no, he has the brow piercing I hate!

"Shut up, I just got into another brawl with Matt chill."

"Allen you know better than to drag blood on the carpet! And stop fighting your brother!"

"Hose me down or something damn!"

"Swear jar!" England pulled out a jar with some money in it.

"C' mon man! I'm broke right now!"

"Should have thought of that before you swore. Now pay Allen or else~!" I snuck over and watched my imposter fiance put some coins in the jar. He leaned over and spotted me.

"Well hellooooo pretty lady~"

"As most people of the colored community say: Aw hell naw." I scurried away and he went after me. "Nonono!"

"Allen don't scare the poor poppet!"

"Awww I just wanna talk to her! And maybe spread those golden legs apart~" England blushed a bit.

"Allen don't be vulgar! Now say sorry to the poppet. Also Pakistan is right behind you :3"

"...Paki boo...I can explain."

"Uhuh. EXPLAIN WHY YOU HAVE HER PINNED TO THE WALL FORCING HER TO LOOK AT YOU!"

"Uh....Proper eye contact?"

"Pakistan dear if you do hurt him make sure to clean the mess. Oh that reminds me! The poppets your 1p!" I'm...DEAD! She ripped Allen off of me and inspects me head to toe.

"Hmm... ya too conservative for my taste. Maybe a few short skirts and a blouse and heels and ya would barely be passable."

"Um.... Thanks? I guess..."

"how did you end up in our world poppet?"

"Our England _-_" I replied.

"figured. The chap was never good with his magic. Don't worry I'll get you right back home!"

"But I need to find Alfred and Maria. They were teleported with me!"

"who?"

"Oh, the poppets back!!! I haven't seen her in a long time!"

"Wait you know Maria?!"

"someone had to teach the poppet magic! She wasn't England's colony and Spain would have drowned her in holy water. Plus she accidentally came to our world when she was younger."

"Who?!!" My counterpart yelled.

"1p Mexico!"

"oooooh, shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhrooms. I said shrooms." I saw Allen go into a corner and sulk.

"what's wrong with him??"

"He's still not over his ex. pathetic isn't he? The sad excuse of a man."

"2p Mexico right?"

"mhm. He was so convinced that she was his again cause of the twins that he forgot she still had a thing for Luci. I know people grieve differently but the bitch straight up left him once the war ended."

"Ouch. what happens to the twins?"

"Spain drowned them in the bathtub."

"HE WHAT?! He drowned my babies, I'll kill him!" My 2p shrugged.

"Felt like the blondie had it coming. That empire of hers nearly killed whole countries. She needed something to knock her back into reality" I didn't know Esmeralda has it this bad. No wonder she shows so much hate to America and Spain. Maybe there was a way to make this right. But I doubt it severely. Right now I need a way to find the others and fast. Something tells me I won't last very long here.