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It was a normal meeting. Other than the fact that Arthur constantly saying that the “magic in the air” wasn’t right and that they should all be prepared for something to happen. Obviously nobody listened to him.
So, the meeting was going as usual, up until the tornado warnings.
Everyone looked surprised, except Alfred. He had a look of yearning on his face before he turned to the other countries and told them exactly what to do. Unfortunately, they were in the one building in Oklahoma without an actual storm shelter.
“And where are you going?” Arthur asked as Alfred went to leave them all.
“Going to watch the storm. I want to know how big it is.”
“Why?” Ludwig asked
He shrugged, “Why not? We’re in Oklahoma, everyone does it.”
“Just because everyone does it, doesn’t mean for you to join!” Arthur exclaimed. No matter how annoying he was, he would always care about his former colony.
“I do agree with Al, it’s fun and everyone does it.”
“Matthiu!” Francis yelled, “Why do you do zhat?”
“It’s fun.”
“Anyways, I’m gonna head out. See you once it gets closer.”
“No, you idiot!” Arthur yelled, yanking the American into the shared space. Luckily that one motion saved Alfred’s life. Unluckily, they were all now stuck under a large pile of debris.
Alfed chuckled, “Thanks for the save, but now we have to wait for the authorities.”
“Can’t you just move it yorself? It can’t be too much debris.”
“It wouldn’t be that bad if it was a smaller tornado, but I doubt that it was.”
“And why do you doubt it?”
America sighed and shifted as much as he could without moving any of the debris, “Because, I get the worst tornadoes out of everyone.” There was a pause. “I think I also get the most too.”
“I don’t believe that for one minute. Normally when a tornado hits, we get injured, or at least our hair gets all windy.”
“Well, there are days I use hairgel. And I get them so much that I just got used to the bad health.”
“That… that’s not something to be proud of.” Gilbert said.
“Eh.”
Arthur’s back suddenly went straight. “Do any of you feel that?”
“Feel what?” Ludwig questioned.
“The air. The magic. It’s… I don’t know!” He was panicking now.
“Iggy calm down, you are panicking, and that isn’t good.”
“B-but the magic! It’s loud! Why is it loud?”
“What?”
Arthur curled into a ball setting his head on his knees, “It’s so fucking loud.”
Then… the weirdest thing started to happen.Arthur’s hands started to glow.
“What is the fancy fudgy fanny packs is happening to your hands,” Gilbert exclaimed.
England’s eyes were wide, “S-someone’s forcing my magic! How?”
“Someone’s what?!?!” Lovino uncharacteristically exclaimed.
England shoved his eyes shut and shook his head. “I’m sorry,” he muttered, before the glowyness of his hands consumed all of their visions.
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When their vision returned, they were all standing in a blank room.
Matthew raised his hand to touch the wall, that action made Arthur wince.
“Please don’t,” Arthur nearly whimpered.
“Uhhh… why?” Alfred asked.
“It just hurt me. I… I can’t explain it. It’s almost as if my mind was being stabbed.”
“That… doesn’t sound good.” Yao said, already moving over to see if he could do anything to ease the pain.
Then a multitude of bright flashes happened. They heard screams, threats, and everything in between. So, when they turned to see what it was, they were all surprised to see all of their 2p’s standing there.
“Oh great,” Luciano rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.
Kiku uncharacteristically glared at them, “Don’t fret too much, we’re on the page as you are.”
Feliciano, Yao, and Louis weren’t listening though, both Athur and Oliver were having massive migraines.
“What the hell is going on with them?” Allen asked.
“Careful there,” Alfred smirked at him, “it’s starting to sound like you care.”
Allen whipped his head around and gave him a heavy glare, “I will shove my fist down your throat.”
Alfred laughed, “No thanks.”
“That wasn’t an offer you motherfucker.”
Even though Oliver was going through the world’s worst migraine right now, he still glared at his son.
“When we get home, you owe the jar.”
Markus burst into laughter as Allen frowned.
That was when another bright light and both of the Brit’s migraines started to ease. When everyone turned to see who it was, all they saw was a stranger.