So this is my first ever fanfiction ^0^ It might be a bit boring at first but it should get better XD I wouldn't mind some criticism but please don't be too harsh ^^' I would like to know how I could improve though :) Thank you for taking the time to read my story XD

America sighed impatiently, taking another bite out of his hamburger. What was taking Japan so long? He had said that he was only doing a few tests.

He glanced at some of the paintings Japan kept around his home. It all seemed pretty boring, just like the stuff England kept at his home.

America's eyes lit up as an idea came to him. Japan had said they shouldn't tell anyone yet since someone could steal it, or their invention might not work at all, but surely it'd be fine if he only told England? He'd always been into that timey wimey...stuff.

Plus he would have something to brag to him about.

He quickly dialed the number on his cell phone, trying to ignore the fact that he had seemed to of memorised it. After a couple of rings a very tired voice answered.

"What the hell do you want?" England snapped

America looked down at his watch. It was around midday. Since he was at Japan's house that would of meant it was around 3:AM England's home.

Oops.

"Hiya, Iggy" America said brightly (Choosing to ignore any complaints the Brit made at his nickname) "Me and Japan have been working on something super cool! Even you're going to be impressed with this!" He finished this sentence with his famous laugh. "Sure, Japan did a lot of the technical stuff but it was so my idea, so-"

"Look, America" England cut in. "Can't this wait till tomorrow?" he asked in an exasperated tone. "It's the middle of the night and I have a meeting in the morning. We can talk later if it's that important, alright?

"Wait, wait don't hang up! And it is really important it's a-"

The line went dead

"Time machine..." America finished, a little late. He sighed again, looking at his phone. He wanted to hang out with England more often, but England always seemed annoyed with him for some reason. America smiled to himself. Even England will think he's amazing when he reveals that he helped build an actual working time machine! Although, knowing him, he'll still find something to complain about.

America looked at his phone sadly before placing it on the table and standing up. He might as well see how Japan was doing.

"Japaaaaaan! Are you done yet?" America called as he walked into the Japanese style garden.

Japan turned away from what he was working on and smiled at the American.

"Ah, America-san" Japan said warmly. "I'm nearly finished. It should only take a few more minutes." He smiled again.

America blinked. Things must be going really well if Japan was acting so happy!

The two of them had been working on their project for nearly a year. America had first gotten the idea when he saw a TV show at England's house (something about a blue box?) and immediately went to Japan about it. Japan had seemed skeptical at first but eventually agreed to help America. As the months went by they made more and more positive results until even Japan had to admit that it seemed like their project was going to become a reality.

"That should do it" Japan said, taking a step back from the almost capsule like machine that seemed very out of place in his garden.

"Seriously?" America asked, running next to the Japanese man. "You mean it's actually finished?" America couldn't believe it. After months of hard work, they were finally going to make history.

"It should be" Japan said. His eyes suddenly started shinning "I've also added a few extra features for safety. For example, the door automatically opens in the event of a power failure and-"

"Japan" America interupted him before he could go into a long, and proberly boring, speech. "Does it travel through time or not?"

"...It should" Japan said hesitantly. "But we still need to test it and-"

"So let's test it now!" America said excitedly, running towards the machine.

"What? America-san, wait! It might not be safe, we should-"

"Aw, come on! You've done like a million safety tests on this thing! I just want see if it works."

Japan sighed."Alright, America-san...but...please be careful." He sometimes wondered why he even bothered arguing with America. If he did then America would just make that dejected puppy face until he got what he wanted. Japan wasn't sure what America did if that method failed, he never got that far.

"YES!" America cried happily. He opened the door to the machine, practically jumped inside.

"But, America" Japan said. He was already starting to regreat his decision. "Only try to go forward a few minutes. And don't do anything dangerous. It's a very delicate machine and I don't know how easily it can break."

"Okay, okay" America grabbed the door handle. "Anything else?"

"Just...please be careful"

"What are you, my mom?" America laughed. "I'm always careful, I'm the hero! He grinned before shutting the door.

Japan watched the machine anxiously, trying not to list the many things that might go wrong in his head.

America looked around the cramped capsule. Since there was a chair right in the middle there was hardly any room to stand. There was a small insition in the wall were he had to type how many minutes, hours, days or years he wanted to go forward or back.

"I should proberly just go forward about 10 minutes...Japan would just worry if I'm too long..." He typed this into the machine. His hand hovered over the "start" button.

"Why am I hesitating?" He murmured "Nothing can go wrong!"

He sat down in the chair. He was just excited or something. He obviously wasn't scared. Heros don't get scared.

America pulled out a can of soda, not really wondering where he got it from. He just needed to calm down. He pulled the ring.

He immediately wished he hadn't

The liquid sprayed all over the controls

"Oh, hell!" America yelled. The numbers on the year section of the insition started rising rapidly. "Double hell! He jumped up and started pressing buttons randomly, trying to fix whatever he had done.

Unfortunately, he accidently pressed the "start" button.

The machine started shaking rapidly, knocking the American over before he had time to call out. He briefly wondered what was happening before a blinding light filled the capsule...

The machine crashed into the earth, causing a small expolsion of dust and dirt. The flickering lights on the capsule blinked one last time before turning of completely.

The door swung open and a very motion sick American tumbled out. He fell onto his knees, trying very hard to keep the hamburger he had previously eaten where it belonged.

"Where a I...?" America asked. He looked around him for any signs of what time he could possibly be in.

He had to look again.

The world in front of him was dry and desolate. There were no buildings or even any plants in sight. A hot wind drifted across the land, snapping America out of his intial shock and allowing him to say the first words that came to mind.

"What the hell!?" He still couldn't understand what was infront of him. What could of happened here?

He turned back to the machine. He had to get back to his own time.

"Wha...?" America stared at the once brightly lit capsule. All the buttons were now dull and lifeless. He pressed the start button hopefully, even though he knew that nothing would happen

He was right.

America looked around again. He was stuck in some kind of wasteland, with a broken time machine and no sign of civilisation.

He was stranded.

"...Shit"

Okay...I can't help but think that the end of the chapter seems a bit...rushed? I'll try to improve my writing in future chapters...Please review on what you thought :)