Over In the 2p world, Allen could feel every emotion his counter part was currently feeling. The anger, the betrayal, the overwhelming sadness, and everything else in between. And it pissed Allen off majorly. The 2p was well aware how awesome his counterpart was, after all Alfred broke them out of the mirror dimension and helped put their world back together after it fell into chaos.

Allen was currently watching Alfred drag France down the hall towards the lounge area through a special screen and knew he had intervene in some way. But first he had to consult everyone else. Normally he wouldn't give a damn about what they thought but this was America they're talking about. They owed the blonde their lives and saw him as one of their own even if he was a 1p.

Allen hit a switch that paused time in the 1p world (Alfred didn't know that existed) and decided to call a meeting on the situation. It's a good thing they were all staying in his county for their own world meeting. Allen smirked grabbing his baseball bat, you know the one with the nails in it? Yeah that one. If everyone agreed to his plan he was going to be using it a lot.

Allen left his house and hopped on his motorcycle, putting his helmet on and riding over to the hotel where everyone was staying. It was a short five minute trip so that gave Allen some time to figure out how he was gonna wake everyone up. It was obvious that he didn't have time so he'd just have to wake all of them up at once. Allen's smirk grew as he parked his motorcycle taking his helmet off and tucking it underneath his arm.

Allen wasted no time in running into the hotel ignoring the lady at the front desk and her telling him not to run in the hotel. Pfft, she's not his mom so he'll do whatever the hell he wants. The elevator was out of order so 2p America had to take the stairs which was annoying since everyone was on the damn sixth floor. Thankfully Allen was in great shape so it took only a minute or two to scale the flights of steps.

Allen opened the door to the sixth floor and felt a devious smirk stretch across his tan face. The 2p American pulled out his bat and started banging on doors while yelling. "GET THE FUCK UP, YOU SLEEPY MOTHERFUCKERS!" Allen shouted still banging the baseball bat on every door he came across knowing that the nations had rented out the whole floor.

The reaction was everything he could've hoped for. Nearly everyone bursted out of their rooms brandishing some type of weapon, some of them shouting out battle cries in their mother tongues. But when it was clear that it was just Allen weapons were lowered and scowls spread across faces.

Matt stormed up to his snickering brother and grabbed him by the collar, getting in his face causing Allen to fake gag at the smell of his breath. "You better have a damn good reason for waking us up, eh." The Canadian sneered down at him only to get a knowing smirk in return. "You bet your hockey loving ass, maple junkie. Alfred's in trouble." 2p Canada immediately dropped his red head brother after hearing that and everyone else's expressions grew serious no matter what their usual nature was.

"Poppet, are you sure?" Oliver asked helping his little brother up looking at him with a look expressed worry for one of their youngest cousins (yes, I consider the 2p nations cousins of the 1p nations). At Allen's nod the atmosphere changed from pissed off from being woken up to worry about the blonde American. "Allen start from the beginning, now." Oliver ordered which got him the finger from Allen but the American did what he was told anyway.

So Allen told them everything. The time America wore a suit, when 1p Prussia and 1p Denmark tried to get America drunk (some people got rightfully pissed off at that one), the bet and what it was about, when the 1p nations attempted to get America to remove his shirt, when Alfred kicked Prussia and Denmark's asses, and lastly when Alfred lured France back to his room and was currently dragging said Frenchmen back to the other nations,

By the end of the explanation everyone in the hallways was pissed off and angry to the max. "What's happening there right now?" Lutz asked sleepily rubbing one of his eye tiredly. "I froze the time there, so nothing at the minute." Allen said resting his bat over his shoulder with his right hand. Everyone seemed to let out a sigh of relief at that.

"But it won't stay that way forever. We have an hour maybe two at most." Allen's words made everyone grow tense again. "Well let's start planning then--" 2p Italy snickered looking positively delighted at the thought of bloodshed.

"I already have one!"

"You do? What is it?"

"Well it goes a little something like this--"
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