"Shoving your dick in a jar?"

"Where the fuck did that even come from you bloody git?!"

The American and the Englishman were arguing once again over something incredibly stupid.

All the countries stared either in amusement or annoyance. "WILL YOU JUST SHUT YOU MOUTHS, ARU???" China yelled quite irritably.

"SHUT UP CHINA!"

"Don't yell at my Sunflower, kolkolkol!"

Soon all their arguing stopped abruptly when an explosion happened. "What the-"

Everyone stared at the purple smoke cloud until it started to slowly fade away revealing.. America?! He was dressed in royal blue clothing, a blue hat with ruffles on it, a pocket watch hanging from his hand, and tie up brown boots.

"A-America?" England asked, looking between the two.

The "America" smiled with a slight hesitance. "My name is King Alfred, from the Spade Kingdom." He greeted.

"A king?" England asked with a snort, America punched England's arm.

"Pft! R00d!" America complained before turning to King Alfred. "Uhm, how did you get here? And why do you look like me?"

King Alfred stood up from his earlier place on his knee. "I'll answer your questions later. But first, you need to come with me." He said.

England frowned and crossed his arms. "I do not think you have the right to order us around." He huffed.

King Alfred sighed heavily and grabbed England's arm, tugging him to his chest. England squeaked in surprise and America narrowed his eyes. "What the hell, dude! Let him go!" He ordered.

King Alfred smirked. "I'll make you a deal, you help me, and I won't hurt your precious England." He sneered.

England's eyes widened and he looked to America, fear obviously written in his eyes.

America sighed softly. "Alright. We'll help you.." He said in defeat.

"Great!" King Alfred tossed England back to America, to which he caught him gracefully.

England started to grumble profanities before America set him down. "What do we need to do?" He asked.

King Alfred placed his hands on his hips and held out his hand. "Take my hand." He said.

The two countries hesitantly reached out and grabbed his hand, a blue light surrounding them as they did so.

*****

England groaned and sat up from his place on the ground. "Ugh..." He grumbled. He gasped when he remembered what happened. "America!!" He called out.

"I'm over here Iggy!!" America called back, waving his hand from his place at a table.

England rose a brow curiously before looking around warily. The room they were in was a conference room with Royal blue and purple colors. The spade shape was lined up on the walls, tables, and even the floors.

"So.. Uh.. Where are we?" The Brit questioned, brushing off the fact that America had called him 'Iggy'. He had more things to worry about. Like where were they?

America scratched his neck awkwardly. "We're... Uhm.. We're in The Kingdom Of Spades." He replied.

"S-Spades?"

"Yep."

England bit his lip. "I see... So what does he need with us?" He questioned.

"Glad you asked." King Alfred chided, standing up from his chair.

England hissed and hid behind America. King Alfred laughed softly and smiled apologetically. "I understand that you are wary.. But please understand.. I did not mean to scare you, I need you to help me save someone.. Someone very important." He said seriously.

England peeked his head out. "Yeah, scaring me was bloody brilliant on your part," he said sarcastically. "But who is it you need to save?" He asked.

King Alfred sighed softly. "My Queen... The Queen of Spades." He answered him.

America grinned. "A Queen? Woo hoo! Must be a beauty!" He mused.

England puffed out his cheeks in annoyance. "We'll help, but you have to answer us. How did you get to our world? And why do you look like America?" He questioned seriously.

"Ah, very good questions." King Alfred rubbed a fake beard. "I am an Alternate version of America." He answered.

"An Alternate-?" America started.

"It means he's you, but in a different universe. There are many alternate universes, but I've never heard of people jumping from universe to universe." England stated, his eyebrows furrowing in thought.

America's eyes widened. "Whoa! Dude! That means there's another you, Iggy-brows!" He exclaimed.

England growled. "Ugh! Don't call me that! But yes you are correct." He agreed, reluctantly.

King Alfred had a small sad smile. "Yes.. There's another England... But Uhm... He's not around right now." He said to them.

"Not around? What do you mean?" England asked.

America gasped dramatically. "Dude! What if you're dead?!" He yelled in England's face.

The blonde paled immensely. "A-Am I dead??" He squeaked at King Alfred.

King Alfred waved his arms around. "Oh gawd! I hope not! You're.. Uhm..
My very close friend." He told him.

England blushed at him and smiled shyly to himself. America saw the Brit blush and smile, immediately feeling jealousy pool in his stomach. He narrowed his eyes. He didn't know why he was jealous. Was it because England seemed closer to King Alfred? Maybe.

"Whatever. Me and Iggy are closer!" America declared, holding England's arm.

England blinked and looked up at America. "Bloody hell! What's going on with you?!" He asked, tugging his arm away.

America pouted. "Meanie."

"Git."

"Dick."

"Wanker."

"Iggy-brows."

"Asshat!"

King Alfred sighed heavily. "I remember Arthur and I's arguments... We stopped fighting after we matured." He said with a shrug, trying to get the two idiots to stop arguing.

England frowned and crossed his arms poutily. "Fine."

America stuck out his tongue at England. "Okie dokie dudes! What do we do?!" He asked with a grin.