I clicked my homework document off the screen, saving what little I'd written of my essay for my college English class, then laid my laptop to the side, snuggling into my bed. Hetalia, Season One was playing on the TV from the DVD box set I'd gotten for New Years. I snickered when Germany talked to his stick, reminding me of when I'd given a necklace with a small, silver branch on it to my sister, who played Germany to my Prussia, even though I was the younger sibling.

Yawning, I turned over on my side, the sounds of Germany and North Italy talking lulling me to sleep.

(la-di-da~)

"Do you think she's okay?"

"Sleeping in the alleyway like this? I doubt it, bro. Hey!" Something nudged my foot. "Yo! Teenage girl! Wake up!"

I forced my eyes open, staring blearily up at two fuzzy figures. I reached to the side, coming into contact with my glasses. I jammed them on my face, then stared, jaw dropping, up at two very familiar people.

Two men stood there, looking down at me with concern. One had short blonde hair, cerulean blue eyes behind wire frame glasses, and a cowlick defying gravity on the top of his head. The other had slightly longer, wavy-ish blonde hair, lavender blue eyes, and a small lock of curly hair sticking out from the front of his head. The first one smiled at me.

"Oh, good. Mattie here thought you were dead or something."

"Alfred!" the second one - Mattie - said softly. "I did not! I just wanted to make sure she was okay!"

I sat up, my head spinning slightly. "Um…..I'm fine, I think…." I looked around, the sight of a deserted alleyway unnerving me. "Uh…where am I?"

"You're in New York City, girl!" Alfred said proudly.

"And why am I in an alleyway?"

"That's what we were wondering." Mattie said. His eyes were full of concern. "Are you okay? Where are you from?"

"I-I'm from Indiana…." I trailed off, not sure how much to tell them.

Alfred kneeled beside me, seemingly oblivious to the grungy pavement. "What's your name?"

I looked at him warily. "Skyler."

"So, Skyler from Indiana," Alfred cocked his head. "What are you doing here?"

"I don't know. Last thing I remember is falling asleep in my bed…." I closed my eyes and rubbed my aching forehead.

"Uh, Alfred?"

"What?"

"I think he's done it again."

"Who-oh, crap!" Alfred groaned. "I bet ya you're right. The last time he did that, Iggy had to wipe people's memories when he sent them back to their dimension." I felt his hand softly pat my back. "Don't worry, Skyler. We'll take you to Iggy, and he'll fix this."

"Mind telling me who did this to me?" I asked, opening my eyes and looking at him.

"Er…Iggy's older brother, Seamus."

I looked him straight in the eye. "You're Alfred Jones, and that's Matthew Williams, and you're the brothers, America and Canada, aren't you."

Their eyes widened in shock. "H-how did you know?" Matthew stammered.

"You're part of a manga and anime created by Hidekaz Himaruya back in…back in my dimension." I laughed weakly. "You're figments of his imagination, where I come from."

"Wow…" Alfred mused. "Hey, maybe we could put you up for a few days, straighten this whole mess out, then send you home. How about that?"

A smile spread across my face. "Y'know…I 'd like that. Would I get to meet the other countries?"

Matthew smiled. "Sure! We'd introduce you to them."

"Could I meet the countries that my ancestors have come from?"

"Which countries?"

"Um…Germany, England, France, Scotland, Ireland, Denmark, and Prussia…." I looked first at Matthew, then Alfred. "I assume Prussia is still around?"

Alfred grimaced. "Yeah, that crazy dork is still kicking. Too stubborn to disappear when his country was officially dissolved. Creepy bastard."

I narrowed my eyes at him. "Hey, now. I'm a Prussia fan."

"Great," Matthew laughed. "Just what he needs to hear and make his already massive ego inflate even more."

"I think he'll like it too much that his fan is a teen girl."

"Will you stop calling me a teen girl?" I huffed.

Alfred looked at me, surprised. "But you are a teenaged girl."

"No, I'm not," I contradicted him. "I'm a college student. I haven't been a teen for two years. I'm twenty-one."

Alfred stared at me.

"I'll be twenty-two this fall….wait, this is the year 2015, right?"

"Yes, you're in the right year," Matthew reassured me. He held out a hand, and I accepted it, letting him pull me to my feet.

"Dude, no way!" Alfred squawked, eyes going wide as coins. "You don't look any older than fourteen!"

I rolled my eyes. "I am well aware of how old I look to other people. I get told to get out when I go to a bar. I still get carded at 18+ events at conventions, too." I shook my head, sighing. "It's so annoying."

"What are you two doing down there? Have you forgotten we have a World meeting to get to?"

All three of us turned to see an extremely handsome man with sandy blonde hair and glittering emerald eyes coming towards us. He was only a few inches short than Alfred, and carried himself gracefully as if he had been a dancer.

"Iggy!" Alfred said. "We've got a problem, here."

My eyes widened. "That's Arthur Kirkland, isn't it? Britain?"

"Yes, it is," Matthew whispered in my ear.

Arthur looked at me. "You call a teen girl a problem?"

I merely glowered at him.

"Iggy, she's twenty-one, not a teen."

Arthur blinked, then shrugged. "Okay, so she's twenty-one. Why would you call her a problem?"

Alfred growled with frustration. "Dude, she just appeared, and she knows about us."

Arthur's eyes narrowed. "What do you mean, she 'appeared'? What do you mean, she knows?" He looked at me. "Who are you?"

"My name's Skyler. I'm from Indiana." I gave him the same amount of information I'd given Alfred and Matthew.

"Wait-wait-wait…" Arthur shook his head. "Don't tell me…Seamus did it again, didn't he? He brought another person here."

"Yup!" Alfred said cheerfully.

Arthur glared at him. "There's nothing funny about this you git!"

I giggled, making them all look at me again. "What? It's funnier live than in the anime!"

"That dimension again, hm?" Arthur groaned. "Seamus is such an idiotic prat…"

Matthew leaned closer. "He probably brought others like last time."

Alfred looked at me. "Who do you know that knows about us? From your dimension, that is."

"Um, just my friends, and my sister."

"What are their names?" Arthur prompted me. "It'll make it easier to find them if they're here."

"Well, my sister's name is Arianna. My friends are Andrea, Kortinee, Star, Megan, Erin, Lanie, Jenny, and Chelsea. Does that help?"

Arthur and Alfred stared at each other. Then at me.

"What?"

"I know what's going on…." Arthur murmured. "I was told long ago that this would happen, but I didn't believe it…"

"What?" I demanded, getting scared. "What's going on?"

"We can't send you back. Seamus never brought you here," Arthur said lowly, avoiding my gaze. "You were meant to be here."

"Why?"

"You're a new country. And your friends will be here before long to take their roles as countries, too."

That's when I blacked out.