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"Ya, Japan, put your gun down." USA repeated. USA was no longer pointing his gun at anything.
USA's phone rang again. "Goddammit...Who is it now?" USA checked his phone this time. It was UK. He decided to answer it this time. "What's up? This wasn't a good time to call, dad."
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"I can try callin' the lad," UK suggested. He took out his phone and tried to call USA. He picked up.
"What's going on? Where are you?" There was a short pause, "Are those gunshots in the background?"
"Uh...I'm on Camano Island, Washington. There's kind of a shootout goin' on here..."
"WHAT?!" SK interuppted. "Is that why you didn't answer my calls earlier?"
"Yep. Sorry about that. Let's hope i don't get- WOAH!"
"What happened, son?" UK asked, concerned.
"S-sorry about that, a bullet just flew real close to me. This is getting intense..."
"How about we call you on FaceTime? I wanna know what's going on," SK asked.
"Sure."
SK called USA on FaceTime, and he responded. It was still dark in Washington, as it was almost 4 am there. USA looked very tired. America had lifted his phone so you could see the scene behind him, and part of USA's face. It's almost as if he forgot that this was happening. I leaned over to see what was going on.
"Nice to see you're still in one piece, probably," UK said.
USA chuckled a little. If this keeps up, it probably won't be that way for long. He then noticed me, Who's that?
"She's a friend. Her name is Delilah," UK stated.
"Amerika," SK started, "Please, get away from that place. Knowing you, you're gonna get arrested, or start some mini shootout and get killed."
USA sighed, Well, I don't exactly have that option. I'm helping hold back these bastards, America turned the phone towards AE, then EOJ.
"If you have the opportunity, get away. I want to see you again." SK restated.
"Me too," He replied solemnly. "See you soon, I guess."
The call ended. SK looked even more worried than UK, but she didn't say anything.
"So, when's the flight taking off?" She asked, as if trying to veer everyone away from her worries.
@Me: (Actually, by this time it's 7:30 pm. I'm not goona stay up the whole night.)
EOJ, in response, went after the police officer with his gun. Unfortunatly for him, the police officer had a taser pointed on him. Poor EOJ got shot with the taser. You know what happens next.
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Me: "Officer..."
Officer: "Hand me the countryball."
Me: "Wha...?"
Officer: "Do it."
Me: "With gladness." *gives CSA's unconscious body to the policeman*
Officer: "I'm going to take you both to the station as soon as this is over."
My mom: *suddenly coming back* "Wait, WHAT?!"
Officer: "You too, ma'am. Along with every countryball here. If you could come with me?"
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Aztec: "Y'know what? I'm defecting. Never liked this Renewed Axis society anyway."
@Floofy2: Right as she asked this question, people began being called onto the plane.
(Didn't we specify at some point that it was like 2 in the morning a couple of posts ago?)
"What?" USA asked. "What the hell did i do?"
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"Oh, guess we'd better get going," I suggested, standing up.
UK and China stood up. SK stood up reluctantly. She still looked worried. I still hadn't dated anyone, sadly, and therefore, I didnt quite understand the pain she was going through. I felt sympathy for her and all, but this all had probably affected something deep in her soul, which i couldn't help or fix.
me: what are thoes?!
@Me/Kimochi: Canada: "Well, um... *crash* just listen for yourself."
In the background, you could hear shooting and screaming. You could see USA and EOJ holding each other off as a police officer ran up to them. And you could hear CSA going berserk before I completly wasted him.
Canada: "Yeah...not exactly a good time to call."
Me: Wait a sec,what?!
Mexico: ¿Qué ves?...¡Ave Inmaculada! ¿¡Imperio de Japón?!
Me: Fighting...with USA...Ok, we all know those two hate each other dangerously too much and nothing good can come about all of this, right?
Mexico: ¡Estados Confederados! Canadá, I want to talk with ellos!
Me: Wait what?!
(Sorry for the long delay)
Me and the Kurdistans come in and sit in front of a table. It is very quiet inside the cabin, until Rojava breaks the silence.
Yazidi: No, the original owner ran away as soon as I started talking to him. He is probably in a mental hospital right now.
Saying this, Yazidi chuckles.
: Well, you seem to be enjoying this new life and...
Iranian Kurdistan: Enough! Let's get strait to the point.
Iraqi Kurdistan whispers to me:
Iraqi Kurdistan: He surely is the most straightforward of us.
He then turns to Yazidi.
: Brother, I'm afraid you'll have to abandon this life and come with us.
: Go to where? Also, why is there a giant sea where Turkey was supposed to be?
Turkish Kurdistan was distracted looking at a butterfly, so he didn't hear the last question.
: Mario here is Brazilian. He wants to take us to Brazil so that we can live in a safer place than in the Middle East.
Me: Well, it's not that safe, you got street gangs, drug traffickers, crime cartels, there were also some Hezbollah members that got arrested here (this is true). And I'm not even talking about Rio de Janeiro.
: Well, anything is better than the Crazy East. Except for North Korea, you know.
@Me: (And didn't I already specify before then that would be our time in UTC time?)
Officer: *to USA* "Nothing, actually, you'll just help in our investigation."
USA: "Wait- investigation?! What investigation?!"
Officer: "I'll explain on the way!"
With that, he ran to his police car which he had somehow parked on our driveway. All we could do was follow him and get in. CSA's limp body was right next to ours. My mom, notocing this, gave me one of those horrified looks. I didn't look back.
Officer: "Before we go, are there any others besides you four?"
Me: "Well, there's Canada, Washington, BC, Sweden, Russia..."
USA: "Actually, that commie ran off."
Me: 'And yeah. Wait, what?!"
The officer ran off to our house, and a few minutes later, Canada, Sweden, BC, and Washington were all on our laps.
And before the officer drove off, another policeman (a rookie, by the looks of it) threw EOJ's recently-electrocuted body into the back. And Aztec also jumped in.
Aztec: "I'm defecting, I've had enough."
Officer: "Hang on, it's gonna be a thriller!"
And he masterfully drove through all the crowd and gunshots, and soon, we were on our way to the Stanwood Police Station.
@Floofy2: Soon, you had boarded the plane near the front, you and South Korea sharing a row, and UK and China sharing another row. And soon, the plane took off toward America.
@Kimochi: But before Canada could say or do anything, the police officer suddenly shot EOJ with a taser gun.
Canada: "Welp, so much for him."
Then, another police officer came and said something, and soon, Canada, along with WA, BC, and Sweden, were with USA, me, and my mom in a police car that was driving off amid the sounds of screams and gunshots. You could hear the US Army coming in by this point.
@AkkoKun: Yazidi: "Okay then."
And soon, you were off.
Iranian Kurdistan: *to you* "Oh, and by the way, what happened in the border station that took you so long?"
Me: The guard saw Rojava blink and took me in for some questioning, nothing serious.
We arrive at the Zvarnots International Airport. We get our things and head to the exit when we notice Rojava is missing. After a few minutes, he comes back, wearing the shirt of the Brazilian national football team.
(No?)
USA was waiting for CSA to wake up, so that then he could show him who's boss. "I'm gonna make sure this bastard knows his place.
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Russia sat quietly sat a bush, a few miles away from the house, drinking vodka, which was now almost gone. He couldn't hear the shooting from there, and wondered if everyone was ok. Somehow, Russia could enjoy vodka no matter what was happening, so being in a bush was perfectly fine.
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I grabbed my phone, and earbuds, and began listening to music.