"All right, let's get straight down to it." England stated to the crowd of countries and mortal girls in front of him. They had all segregated themselves automatically according to their teams, and some glared at their opposing groups.

"In our first bracket was Drippin', consisting of Thaovy, Australia, New Zealand, and France, and H2Hoes, consisting of Michigan, Seborga, Germany, and Romano." England read over his notes. "Australia was the only person who got out, which means H2Hoes moves on to the next round."

"Hell yeah, bitches." Shelby stuck her tongue out at Drippin', and Thaovy flipped her off.

"Americans are so competitive." Canada sighed.

"In the second bracket was Hash Slinging Splashers, consisting of Saskatchewan, Spain, Denmark, and Hong Kong, and Slip n' Sluts, consisting of New South Wales, Russia, Romania, and America." England paused, his brows furrowing. "Both Romania and Annalise were struck out, making it even on both sides."

"So, what does that mean for our teams?" Spain asked with a worried tone.

England pursed his lips. "Let's pause and return to the dilemma in a second." The others nodded, save for Dreamz, who rolled her eyes. "Continuing on, in the third bracket was The Squirtles, consisting of Malta, Luxembourg, China, and Mexico, and Soak and Seizure, consisting of Manitoba, Belgium, Austria, and Canada. With 3 outs to The Squirtles' 2, Soak and Seizure is eliminated."

"Damnit." Hope cursed. "So close."

"In our final bracket was El Chapo Gang, consisting of Texas, Japan, Prussia, and Italy, and Super Squirters, consisting of Guangdong, Poland, Iceland, and Norway. With Prussia being the only one out, Super Squirtles move on to the next round." England stated.

"Suck it Prussia." Poland flipped the albino off.

"You're the reason I embrace the idea of death." Prussia grumbled.

"Now, back to the tie between Hash Slinging Splashers and Slip n' Sluts." Instantly, their 8 heads perked up. "To determine the outcome of your bracket, we'll hold a lightning round lasting 2 hours. That's the time you have to get as many people on the other team out. If it's still tied, both teams with be eliminated." They all shifted uncomfortably. "Good luck."

"Listen up, maggots." America growled as he paced back and forth in front of his team mates. On the other side of him was a shoddy wooden wall, and it was their only protection from the Hash Slinging Splashers, which were about 10 feet away with a similar set up. On the side lines were the rest of the players, both still in and recently eliminated, and England, all sitting on bleachers, ready to judge who is out. "We spent 1 hour and 55 minutes coming up with this battle scenario. We have to finish strong and come out victorious if we want to stay in this game.

"The plan? Shoot and don't be shot. Dreamz, you'll handle filling water balloons and extras ammo containers- unglorious? Maybe. But we need a constant supply of we're to stay in this." America stated.

Dreamz huffed. "Can I at least spray people with the hose I'm using for filling if they come close enough?"

"For sure dude!" America laughed.

"Plus we'll need you to take over if one of us gets out." Romania explained.

"Right. Vlad, you'll hand lobbing the water balloons." America directed.

Romania flashed a fanged smile. "My one true calling."

"And Ivan, you'll handle long ranged sniping." America stated.

"Da." Russia nodded.

"I'll handle the water blaster." America finished.

And so the battle began. The Hash Slinging Splashers instantly took action, Denmark running forward and screaming like a madman as he rushed the Slip n' Sluts' stronghold. He was hit by America's water blaster, but not before he managed to spray Russia in the face. At this point, Russia switched spots with Dreamz, and she took control of the sniping.

"We have one minute left." Russia warned from the back. "We need to get one of them out."

"They won't peek out from behind their shield for me to get them!" America shouted in anguish.

"Forget water guns guys, grab a water balloon and chuck it!" Dreamz yelled. She and the countries grab a water balloon each and chucked it as hard as they could over that barrier, both waiting and listening.

"AW MAPLE!" A shrill voice shouted after a couple seconds.

"Time's up!" England shouted.

"WE WON!" The four members of the Slip n' Sluts cheered, high fiving each other excitedly.