"He's been working me to death!" Barked England, glaring at the ground as he and France walked across the street side "I haven't even been able to check my phone lately I've been so busy"
France nudged him gently, giving him a smile. "I'd never thought I'd hear you moan about paperwork before, mon ami"
"Hush" England said back, fishing through his pockets for his cell phone. He really had been neglecting the poor thing, and he swore he heard it beep furiously during the last meeting.
He turned the phone on and looked at his notifications.
*ONE UNREAD MESSAGE FROM: SWEDEN*
He clicked on the message, glancing over at France before he read what the message said. France also had his phone out, staring at the exact same message.
England raised a brow, but didn't think much of it as he looked down at his phone and started to read.
But he wasn't able to read very much of the message before both him and France fell to the ground, unconscious.
***
England awoke, the feeling of a warm breeze taking him from his sleep. He started to stand, and noticed his normal outfit had completely changed to what he'd wear during spell casting.
"What the hell is going on?!" He shouted to nothing, the place he transported into having what looked like only an ikea chair and...
"France!" England scurried over to France, who had also changed drastically. Not his outfit, like England, but with the addition of glistening gold wings.
Again, England flipped around and yelled "Where are we?!"
