((Theme #2 completed! Yes! I got a bit creative on this one, believe it or not. And I'm dead tired so the fact I got this done is a good thing.

Hetalia is Himapapa's. (Did you guys know about the new Shonen Jump mangas Hetalia is going to get? Hetalia World Stars? OH MY ROME, IT'S THE BEST THING.))

2. Happy

Emily trudged into the office that day, groggy after a long night of video games.

Emily worked at the ever-so-wonderful (read: stupid) Vargas Lmt. in New York. She had worked there for seven years (more out of a need for money than by choice) and so far, she hated every single second. Things had become a lot looser ever since her best friend Yao had taken a job there, but still.

Emily plopped down in her office and set to work, albeit having to wake herself up a couple times and having to fix numerous typos. She groaned to herself—another day of stupidity and tiredness, and she couldn't do anything to fix it except manage to keep herself close to her friends. She felt blessed to have friends.

"Miss Jones?" her secretary, Sakura, opened the door the pinch. "Um...Mr. Vargas would like to have a word with you."

"Oh...sure." Emily left to go to the top floor, filled with dread.

Hetalia!

"A paycheck cut," Emily growled to herself during her coffee break. "Stupid."

Honestly, it was days like this when Emily had no drive to be her usual sunny, always-adventurous self. It felt better to wallow in grumpiness while at work these days.

As she kept negatively thinking, she bumped into somebody, splashing her latte all over the other person. "Oh! Sorry, I...Yao?!"

Yao stood there, his own coffee in hand, drenched in caramel-flavored coffee drink. "Good morning, aru."

"Oh my God!" Emily gasped, clapping a hand over her mouth. "I'm so, so sorry! Ugh, what on earth is wrong with me this week?"

"D-don't worry about it, aru," Yao said, wringing his long wet hair dry. "You OK? You seem out of sorts, aru."

"Ugh," Emily tossed the now-empty coffee cup into a nearby trash can. "I've had a horrible week! I'm used to work being a bummer, but gee whiz, I'm on a roll with bad luck since Monday. I broke my toaster, forgot my Japanese class with Kiku, ran late, ruined my favorite suit, lost my Facebook password, got a cut on my paycheck and spilled coffee all over you. And it's not even Thursday, for crying out loud!" She gave a rough kick to the copying machine.

"Merely some bad feng shui, aru," Yao said grimly. "As we'd say in China, that is. Nonetheless, I'm sorry you're so upset, aru."

Emily sighed. "Don't worry 'bout me, just go get cleaned up. I gotta...I gotta go back to my dumb job." And with that, she turned around and walked off.

Yao stared after her, feeling a knot in his stomach. What could he do?

Hetalia!

Emily was enthralled to go home after work. She threw open the door, stepped in, and immediately flopped onto the sofa. "Uggggggggh."

Suddenly, she noticed a note on the table. She picked it up.

All it said was:

You need a vacation. Call this number.

Emily raised an eyebrow. Was this some sort of prank? Eh, probably. But she was bored, so she picked up her cell phone and dialed the number. "Emily Jones."

"Hi, aru."

"Oh! Hey, Yao. What's with the stalker note?" She laughed.

Yao grit his teeth on the other end of the line. "Whatever. You need to stay away from work if it's causing you this much stress, aru. Stress is unhealthy, aru. So, I told your boss that you're taking a sick week."

Emily's jaw dropped. "Holy cheese. You bailed me out of work?!"

"The least I could do, aru. I just wanted to make you...happy, that's all, aru."

"OH MY GOD, YAO! THANK YOU, THANK YOU!" Emily hung up and did a dance. No work for a whole week and it was all thanks to Yao. She flopped onto the sofa again and fell into a deep, happy sleep.

On the other end of the line, Yao hung up, suddenly very smiley and thoughtful.

((Two full oneshots written and posted in one day! Good job, me.

Now it is time for bed. Good night, everyone~))