North sat unusually still and quiet during the length of the entire Allied Forces Meeting; even Mongolia was worried about this. After she left, the rest of the Allies stayed there.

"Okay, who broke the Transylvanian?" Mongolia questioned the room.

America was the first to reply. "Well, I talked to her yesterday and she seemed fine."

"Well, something quite unsettling happened if she was quiet. The question needed to be answered why, not who you ignorant twit."England spoke to Mongolia.

"Angleterre, 'Ave you no soul? Mongolie was merely expressing 'is concern." France argued back to Englishman. The European nations started fighting, eventually dragging America, China, and Russia into it. Mongolia, although normally would jump eagerly into a fight, no matter the opponent, instead wanted answers to questions that were bugging him.

'What has her so spooked that it affects her mood? Who or what is the cause of this? And why target North?' These questions swam in circles in his head and all led to the same conclusion...he had no idea whatsoever. He sighed, pulled out his cellphone, and dialed the only person that knew North the best.

"Hey, listen...Yes, I am aware that I am not supposed to be calling you, but this is important...No, I didn't kill China yet...No, I haven't told her...What? Where would I even get a computer to do that with?...It's about North...Alright. Bye." Mongolia hung up and noticed all eyes were staring at him. "What?"

"Who did you call Монголия?" Russia questioned the smaller male. Mongolia clicked his tongue in an annoyed manner.

"You'll see."

South was unsettled after she hung up. She knew for a fact that Mongolia would never joke about something this serious. She shifted in the driver's seat slightly. She also knew about North's nature for getting into things she needed help getting out of.

'What have you gotten yourself into now, North?'

She approached the Allies building. She walked into the building with little-to-no trouble. As she approached the meeting room, however, she heard sounds of fighting and wrestling from inside. South opened the door, expecting a full bombarding of questions, but instead received the pleasant view of five full grown nations fighting like school children. Mongolia, on the other hand, was surprisingly just staring blankly at the petty fight.

'Of all the stupid and pointless things to walk in on, I have to walk in on this?' She pulled her shot gun from her belt and fired two shots at the ceiling, silencing all the arguments.

"Why did you all call me down here if all you're doing is fighting?"

"Something is wrong with North, she didn't speak the entire meeting and we were wondering if you had any idea why." Mongolia answered bluntly, wanting answers. South took a deep breath, calming herself before she spoke.

"How am I to know what goes on in my sister's head?"

"You could tell us if anything strange happened this morning." America spoke up, tired of being ignored.

South thought back to this morning, replaying all the events in her mind. "The only thing that comes to mind is that North had a nightmare; a pretty bad one, too. It had her near tears and caused her to scream."

Mongolia sat up a bit more. "Do you know what the nightmare was about? It could answer some very important questions and we could figure out who is doing this." South turned on her heel and started walking out.

"All I know is that it scared her very badly and it was about a person." South walked out and closed the door behind her. Mongolia put his head on his hands and groaned; he needed answers now.

"So, who wants McDonald's for dinner?"

Mongolia slammed his head on the table.