Amelia hadn't seen Arthur since she was a little girl, so she came up with a fool proof plan for her grand reunion with him.

I'll hide in his closet and totally jump on him to wake him up at 6 A.M.

Only there was one thing Amelia hadn't factored in when planed her epic plan...

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This is gonna be Epic! Amelia happily thought to herself as she sat crouching in Arthur's closet.

Oddly enough music began playing, and then singing was heard...oddly British sounding.

Hey, Ho Let's go Hey, Ho Let's go

"What?" Amelia whispered softly as she heard footsteps coming closer.

They're Forming in a straight line!

They're going through a tight wind!

"Blitzkrieg Bop?" Amelia whispered to herself once again.

The voice got higher and higher pitched as if the singer were changing.

Then a person who looked surprisingly like Arthur burst into the room adorned in a British punk outfit playing a Union Jack electric guitar.

"The Kids are losing their minds! The Blitzkrieg Bop!" Sang the man dancing about the room.

Amelia shuffled for the camera Kiku had given her. Oh-my-gosh! Al will love this! Squealed Amelia.

Odd...I feel as though someone's watching me, ah well. The Brit thought to himself as he continued singing.

"They're piling in the backseat! They're generating steam heat!"

Amelia couldn't stop herself, she just couldn't, she made a valiant effort but, in the end, she failed.

"Buahahahaaha!" She burst out laughing as she fell over knocking out the closet door and landing in a heap.

The British man looked down at her and began blushing. "Bloo-"

"Er, hi?" Amelia waved still on the remains of Arthur's closet door.

"Who the He-...Who are you?" The British man corrected himself.

"Uh...Amelia, Alfred's sister...Y'know the south?" Amelia told him as she got up from off the ground and straightened her top.

"Oh, of course." Replied Arthur as he turned around and hurried to put up his guitar and take off his clip earrings, nose rings and ….eyebrow rings. Amelia grabbed her camera, quickly hiding it in her coat.

"May I ask why you are here Miss... Amelia?" The Arthur asked as he turned to her once again.

"Well~ Mr. Arthur I'm here to tell you about the 'Allied nations: Talent show!'" Amelia shouted and

then proceeded to run out the door. "Y'KNOW~ If ya want you can sing~ I'd do a duet with you!" She shouted over her shoulder.

What was that about? It's 6 A.M. Thought Arthur staring at the mess that was his closet door. I'll bill France. He'll just think it was an expense from Matthew...

Later that same day

Alfred burst into Arthur's living room while Arthur was calmly reading a newspaper.

"Artie! WE HAVE TO DO A DUET! You're voice and my heroic voice will equal EPIC!" Shouted the American at the Brit.

"What are you talking about? You Git!" Arthur replied.

"Dude, don't be modest my sis showed me the video."

"W-what?" Exclaimed the Brit as he ripped his newspaper in half. "Oh, Bloo-"

A/N: *Snigger* well, poor Iggy! I love writing Alfred :3