A/N: I swear it's no my fault for updating late! Our computer crashed and we had to wait for it to be fixed! I'm just lucky I didn't lose anything! And then, to add to the wait, my Aunt accidently gave me peanuts in some thing she made, so I had to spend a night in the hospital and I'm on steroids for the next week. Let me tell you, for those that don't get allergic reactions like that, it really freaking sucked. To (hopefully) make up for it, I'll try to post another chapter within two or three days. Again, sorry for the extra wait!
Arthur's POV
"Everyone shut up!" I heard Germany shout, though unlike most other times my fellow nations listened. They had only been chatting to ease their own nerves, because most knew the one and only reason they were here. And the disappearance of a superpower is not something to take lightly.
"Merci, Ludwig." Mathew said as he stood. As I glanced around the room again, it would seem that some were seeing the Canadian for the first time. How they managed to find their way here, I'd never understand, but every nation in the world was here. And no, that did not include Sealand.
"For those of you who are either blind or are just that oblivious, my sister is not present. And the reason for that is that last night, she was taken from her home." He gave the nations a minute to talk over this again before having Ludwig shout again
"As we have absolutely no idea where she is, we've brought you all here to question. We'll need to know where each and every one of you were last night, and anyone that doesn't have a strong alibi will remain here. We may ask an extra few of you to stay and help with searching homes or the remaining countries. Any questions before we start?" Matthew continued, to which France and Spain raised their hands.
"Mon ami, what if we cannot remember where we were last night?" Francis asked. There was a 'Kesesese~' from somewhere in the room, and everyone groaned, some letting their foreheads fall against the table. The 'Bad Touch Trio', as they were called, had gone out and completely gotten wasted. If only those twits could hold their liquor as well as I could.
"Then I suppose that we will have to search your homes. Or in Prussia's case, Germany's basement." The Canadian replied. The room was filled with laughter as Germany put his face in his hands, trying to keep from a loud outburst at his brother.
"Now, shall we get started?"
~~~~Magical time skip brought by Flying Mint Bunny~~~~
After several hours of questions and frustrations, only a few people remained in the room: France, Spain, Prussia, Turkey, Switzerland (though I'm not entirely sure why, he had a solid explanation of where he had been….), Cuba, Romania, Romano, and South Korea. Germany, Japan, and Australia had agreed to stay behind and help with the remaining people.
"Where would you say we should start searching, mate?" Jett asked, looking around the room. I had to agree, it didn't make sense, very few of these people seemed like they would have the guts or a reason to kidnap Amelia. I sighed, running a hand through my messy hair.
"We should start with the people that don't have a good relation with her, and work backwards from there." Ludwig answered for me after a moment of silence, which I was thankful. My energy for the day seemed to be spent already, and in my mind we were no closer to finding Amelia. What was I to do if I couldn't even make it half way through the day without her around?
"Cuba!"
Kidnappers' POV (third person)
"That was too easy. I can not believe that they were not more inquisitive! Ahh, well, too bad for little Amelia. They wouldn't have found her anyway." The two laughed evilly and leaned back in their seats on the plane. Their alibi had only been half decent, and yet those idiots hadn't seen through it and had released them.
They forgot to notice that their older brother had listened in, and had his eyes a mouth open wide in shock.
