It was the middle of the war. No time for nonsense. But nonsense walked through the door in the form of a teenage girl.

Italy was the only one who noticed her. The other Axis Powers and the Allies were arguing, something he didn't want to get involved in. The girl barely even passed as one. She had no figure and she had short brown hair, spiky at the ends. The only thing that could tell one she was feminine was the red plaid skirt she wore with a long-sleeved white shirt with an Albany collar. Her long yellow socks were rolled down over her black Mary Janes.

She had long thin legs and looked gangly for her age. She was also quite tall compared to young girls in the East. Italy concluded she must be Western. But how did a human get into the meeting?

"Good morning!" she greeted loudly. She blinked her brown eyes at them behind her glasses. Everyone finally shut up and looked at her. "I'm German!"

Brown hair, brown eyes, tanned skin…Where was the German coming from? Germany himself seemed at a loss.

"On my Daddy's side!" she explained, seeing their confused expressions. "My Mommy is purely Italian. I'm the first generation to be of mixed races."

"German and Italian?" Britain scoffed. "Explains her already."

"I'M AMERICAN!" she shouted. "ASTRID'S THE NAME, PARALLEL UNIVERSES ARE MY GAME!"

"Parallel universes?" America repeated, gaining interest.

"I'm a girl born in Jersey, America. If you thought us New Jersey people are tough, on top of that, I'm German! Don't want to get on my nerves. And even better, us Italian women are strict. Don't wanna step outta line when I'm around!"

"How did you get in here?" China asked, attempting to change the subject.

"I hate boys unlike France!"

"Eh?" France blushed. "I-I don't-"

"I don't lie about my gender like China!"

"At least I can pass off the opposite gender," China growled. "I swear, you look just like a boy."

Astrid ignored him. (Or her. Take your pick.)

"I'll be staying with the Axis Powers for a while!" she announced. "I come from a world where this is not real, but people still know about it! Italy's so popular, things are nuts! Girls (and guys) go nuts over him!"

"Really?" Italy asked hopefully. "I'm famous where you come from?"

"All of you are!" Astrid replied. "Mostly Italy and Germany! For where I come from…THIS IS NOTHING BUT AN ANIME!"

"Japanese cartoons?" Japan asked.

"Something's wrong with her," Britain groaned.

"I don't like you, Britain!" Astrid exclaimed. "All your people hate me just because I'm American! I complemented someone once and they were all mean to me…!" She teared up. "Americaaaaaa!" She ran over and gave the country a hug.

"How could you be so mean to a little girl?" he asked in annoyance. (Although Italy suspected he was just doing this as an excuse to tell Britain off.)

"Oh, come on," Britain scoffed, even though he did feel a little bad. "She just bursted into tears for no reason!"

"I want Roma-chan!" Astrid cried.

"Who?" Russia said. "Does she mean Romano?"

"Uh-huh…" Astrid wiped her eyes. "Russia, you're so smart. If only the rest of the Allies could be like you and America."

"Besides that," Germany interrupted. "You expect us to believe that you come from a parallel universe?"

"I can't really prove my own world to you, but…" Astrid sniffled. She stood up on the table and looked down at Germany. "If I can prove that I have magic powers, will you believe Astrid?"

"Sure," Germany scoffed.

"I like to shape-shift!" Astrid exclaimed, over her crying. "Can I be Romano, Italy? Please? He's my favorite! Nonna was born in Lazio, you know!"

"Yeah, sure, I'd love to see!" Italy replied excitedly.

"Oh, come on," Britain sighed. "Only you would believe this."

"I know I'm annoying, but don't take it out on Ita-chan!" Astrid scolded. "I know you're not a mean person, but please!"

She cracked her knuckles. The moment she did so, she began to grow taller and her clothes changed. She sat on the edge of the table happily, giving Germany a joyous grin, which was the last thing you'd ever see on Romano's face. And yet, there he was, in his usual khaki uniform.

"Amazing, Astrid!" Italy praised. "How'd you do that?"

"Ha, well, I'm pretty special, I'll have you know," she replied.

"Hold it, you messed something up," France said. "Your voice. It sounds nothing like Romano's."

"Yeah, and not to mention you have an American accent," Russia pointed out.

"Don't you start," Astrid snapped. "Y'see, like I said, this is an anime. Different voice actors for different languages. Some of my forms are based off Japanese VAs and some the English ones. Japanese ones I turn into have American accents. Just because I like it better that way. I think the ones I have for Japanese are Italy, Romano, Japan, Hungary…That kind of stuff."

"Whoa," Italy said. "What does my Japanese voice sound like?"

"You and Romano have the same Japanese VAs, actually. Daisuke. He's one of my favorites." Astrid quickly shifted into Italy. "And THIS is what you sound like."

Italy laughed in amusement. "I sound strange~!"

"I think you sound adorable!" Astrid piped. She turned back into herself. "Mind if I stay with you?"

Italy cocked his head. "Che?"

"I have to come to a new place and I want to make someone's life better. So I chose you." She grinned at him. "So, what do you say?"

"…Sure!" he accepted.

"Wait, I don't think…" Germany's words faltered. What was he supposed to say?

"I'll make your life the best!" Astrid said. "And in return, you can make my life better too!" She winked at Italy. "I can't wait to meet Romano! Now, let's go home. I want to have a little free time before he gets back…"

*First chapter DONE! Trust me, the other ones will not be in the same tone as this. They'll be a bit…crazier. And longer. This was just a little prologue for you to get to know Astrid's attitude towards the other characters. Oh, and she's based off me.

And I want to stress that Astrid's feelings towards them are based on their personifications! No matter how much she brings the actual citizens into it, she doesn't care about them! And we'll find out why she doesn't like Britain in a while. If you're familiar with my last FanFic (Feliciano and Lovino: Countries?) I have conversations with the characters here, but I just wanted to get you used to the format. Next time: Astrid's rampage of mischief begins! :D

-Shadow*