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Remember! REVIEW! Plots anyone? I'm gonna run out of ideas! I might be uploading all over the place. Everyone is kind of OC. Also it might be about 20 or so chapters long! Also what pairings? Need a New Beta

Headcannons: America see's Canada./ America has magic/America is kinda smart, just has ADHD./Tea makes America have a British accent!/America has a feminine body(I did this cuz Allan's top of course! Also the fact that America can't have a big body if his jacket is hiding also of magic stuff.)

Magic in America

They had paid China. His economy was failing. The taxes grew and people were starting to protest because of the high taxes. Jobs were lost and people were living on the streets. That only declined three percent of his economy. There was seven percent left to go and every second hurt. The others kept trying to find him. He had tons of voicemail from the other nations. They were mostly about the mysterious 2p, his slowly falling nation, and his health. Some asked when he was going to be back to the meetings. He didn't answer any of them. America was hiding in his Hawaiian home. It was one of his hundreds of houses and there was a slim chance of any nations finding him here. He hated every second of it. The nation barely smiled anymore and it was all Allen's fault! Suddenly, a loud knocking sound was heard.

"I don't want any." America shouted. It was probably someone who wanted to sell something.

"It's England! America, I know you're in there!" The grumpy nation yelled. He had cause America to move three times.

"What America?" America asked innocently.

"I know your voice. You are America! Get out here you bloody git! I still need a reason of why you disappeared!" England told him with irritation.

"Nope!" America answered.

England couldn't get in anyway. He had put wards against nation on all his homes. They worked, for the first day or so. Then he had to move after the magic trio found out how to disable it. America would then nation jump away to a different state. He knew it wasn't going to last for long. That nation would only do this until ten percent of his progress would decline. It would be safer.

He would explain it all to them later. America couldn't help but want to tell them. It was hard for him to not sprout it out. America was a loud and social person and had a very hard time keeping secrets, but it had to happen. That was what he told himself. The sound of shattering glasses was heard. England had broken through the window! America quickly prepared for a nation jump. Just as he started to jump, a pale hand gripped his shoulder. America and the trespasser has nation jumped to Oregon.

"Hey!" America exclaimed.

England had arrived with him.

"As I said, you need to bloody explain it to us. If not us, at least explain it to me!" England pleaded tiredly.

America hesitated. He could tell one person. It would help the both of them. The runaway nation nodded and gestured for England to follow him. His house in Oregon was old. It hadn't been used for years, maybe even decades. The house had wooden planks, a shabby roof and creaky flooring. There were some modern things in the house, such as an old T.V, a soft bed and other little things. The pair sat on the wooden kitchen chairs.

"Do you swear not to tell anyone else until I'm ready?" America asked, completely serious.

"Of course." England answered.

"You know Allen? H-he's involved in this." America started.

"How?"

"Well, if I become 'weaker' he'd stop coming here and bothering everyone. Allen hasn't disturbed us since then." America continued.

"So you're doing this for all of us? We can stop this one person!" England exclaimed unbelieving.

"It's not just that one person…" America muttered.

"What do you mean?" England asked confused and frustrated.

"If I don't do this… I'm afraid that the whole world will collapse…" America warned.

"The whole world? What nonsense are you talking about?"

"If Allen hadn't stopped the 2p's, they could or would have broken the dimensions, causing both worlds to collapse."

"We…" England had no response to that.

"See, you can't help me." America sighed.

"You could have at least told us!"

"Tell you? Would anyone that wasn't involved in the magic situation actually believe me?"

"Of course, if four people backed you up they would believe it. We are talking personifications of nations.

"But…" America started with a soft voice. "I didn't want you to be burdened with my troubles."

"But it's it better to be together?" England countered, avoiding a grimace at the cheesy sentence.

America froze. He was scared, but would he tell the others what was going on? If he did, the other nations might want to go to the other dimension and face the 2p's. That or they could help him… America nodded faintly, unsure of his decision. England smiled.

"Should we… tell the others?" England questioned.

"Just the ones who know about Allen." America hesitantly said.

"Alright." England agreed.

"Do we have to go now?" America asked. He really didn't want to. It had been a tiring day and he kept feeling sicker each passing day.

"No, we don't have to." England said softly. He didn't want to push too hard.

America nodded and headed to his bedroom. England has walked to the couch. He was not going to leave America alone, even if it was for a night. He could still jump away. At least this time he could watch over him. Both of the nations slept restlessly. They were too worried for the 'event'. The next day, America was already at the kitchen cooking bacon. He woke up earlier than usual because England, the kitchen killer, was at his house. England had woken up an hour later, grumbling for his morning tea.

"Iggy! Here's breakfast! I don't know how to make tea…" America mumbled.

"I'll make the tea myself." England grumbled.

"If you can…" America muttered.

England probably could, but it was the only thing he could make without destroying the kitchen. America reluctantly let England into the kitchen as he sat at the island. He watched England carefully has he munched on his bacon. England joined America with his tea in an old white mug. There was a comforting silence around them. The dull buzzing of the generator and the munching was the only noise that disturbed the silence. It was England who finally broken the silence.

"America, we should go now." England started. He didn't want for America to regret his decision. America nodded, a bit hesitantly.

"We'll go to Romania's first, okay?" England continued.

America nodded again. They rose from the island d moved outside.

"Hold my hand." England said, awkwardly, "I'll nation jump us there."

"I feel like a kid." America grumbled, taking England's hand.

England sighed, but nation jumped to Romania's house. At least America wasn't being antisocial. They appeared in front of a modern looking house. It was a classic white, with strange carvings on the porch. It was in the middle of nowhere, which didn't comfort America. England let America's hand go and strolled to the door. He knocked on the door twice and then waited for Romania. After a moment, the door had cracked open.

"Hello?" A familiar voice asked.

"Romania! It's England and the idiot who isolated his self, America." England answered, scowling at the end.

"America?" Romania exclaimed in a confused tone. "Why would he come here? I thought he was ignoring us!"

"I kind of brought him here. He finally wants to tell you why the 2ps came here again." England responded, pulling America into the house. They sat at the living room. America started explaining the situation immediately. England added to some spots but he got the bulk of it across.

"So you're telling me, that if you hadn't made this deal, the entire world would have collapsed? Are you even sure that will happen? He could have been buffing!" Romania exclaimed.

"But… what if it did happen? I don't want everyone to die because of me!" America shouted, tears on the corners of his eyes.

"It's ok America, we'll get him." Romania said clammy, trying to prevent him from crying.

"We should tell the others. Come on America." England tugged on his sleeve. "Are you coming, Romania?"

Romania nodded and walked out, following them. They held on to England as the trio nation jumped to Norway's house. They didn't expect to see a crowd of nations surrounding Norway's house. All of them jumped at the trio and the shouting began.

"America!"

"I knew it!"

"How did you know where we were going to be?"

"STOP! One at a time! We have to be mature adults!" Germany shouted from somewhere.

England stepped forward and asked his question.

"How did you bloody idiots find us?" He asked bluntly.

"You think we can't feel you jumping around the world?" Iceland asked.

"Oh…" England stated.

"Yeah." Iceland shot back.

"Calm down, we all came here for answers." Germany explained. "America, why did you meet up with a 2p?"

The nation looked at America with curiosity. America started sweating. He wanted to tell them, but not like this! A minute had passed. The other nations were starting to get impatient. England suddenly whispered in his ear.

"You can tell them."

America nodded shakily. He opened his mouth to say something, when they arrived. They seemed to come out of the ground. It was like magic. No, it was magic. One by one they formed. The people grew taller and taller. AS they formed the nations started to recognize the figures. They started to move forward, like zombies.

"Why are you here?!" England shouted, irritated and surprised.

"Hi England! Do you want some cupcakes?" England's 2p asked innocently.