Note: This is a fan fiction that is clearly fiction. And in no way has this happened for me to be sucked into the world of Hetalia. Enjoy aru!

Germany was sitting at his desk when he got a call from hid friend, Italy(North Italy!), and he was screaming for some reason. "Germany! Germany! The strangest thing just happened, ve! I just woke up and-"

"Calm down, Italy! Now, tell me slowly what happened."

"There was this strange flash of light, ve, and a girl just came out of the air!"

"WHAT?"

"Yes, and she's out cold, the poor dear. And I tried to wake her up, but nothing worked!"

"Okay, I'll be over in a sec…" And he put down the phone.

When Germany arrived, Italy showed him where he found the girl.

"R-right there!" he said while pointing to the floor, and trembling. She was there, all right, and she was old cold. Germany came closer to her and knelt down beside her. She looked like she was in her teens, about 15, more or less, her eyes were closed, and was wearing glasses, which somehow didn't fall off, her hair, which was a blondish-brown color, was tied into a ponytail, she wore just a T-shirt and jeans, and socks. But no shoes, Germany observed. He gently patted her face and her legs moved and her eyes fluttered open. They were a blue-greenish gold, and they widened when she went into focus, and she sat up flabbergasted. Germany spoke to her,"Take it easy. Are you okay?" She said nothing, but looked at her hands. "M-my hands..." she said in a voice that sounded female, but wasn't too high and wasn't low either. "What about them?"Germany asked, obviously confused. "They're animated.." she said, obviously upset. "Where am I?" she asked," Who are you? WHO ARE YOU?" she stood up, much to Germany(as well as Italy's)'s surprise, and she was much shorter than Germany and Italy both. "I'm Germany," Germany said, "and this is Italy." "NO!" she screamed, "Germany is a country, and so is Italy! They're not people!" "Wow!"Italy said, out of the blue, coming up to her, shaking her hand, which was very soft."You are so pretty, ve! I'm Italy, what's your name?" She looked confused by that question, but then said" A-abigail… But! Please, call me Abby," "Abby? That's a pretty name! "Italy said, smiling. Abby smiled, too, and asked,"Are you sure you guys are countries? You look like men to me, although Blondie here is a soldier, and you look like a pasta maker." "Si!" Italy said. "But I have one question,"Abby asked. "Anything!"Italy said. "What year is it? "1945! Why?" "What? 1945? It should be 2012! I was just on my computer back at home, and now I'm sucked in this animated world 67 years in the past!" She was running across the room, making Italy wave his white flight in fear. And all Germany was thinking was this: Where did she come from? And how can we send her back from where she came?

-Wow! How great was that read and review and see you nest time, da? Bye! 3