Some steaming Turkey for Maya Gordelia! Has he lured you into his trap too? XD. Hugs to anyone who has reviewed my stories! Requests are still open for anyone but Turkey and Germany, if you'd like to see someone earlier.

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Tip #2: Never leave your windows open at night.

You slowly opened your eyes, then quickly shut them. It was so childish, so stupid that you be acting like this. The whole atmosphere of this place was to blame. Right when you walked in the hotel room, you headed straight around. Out late as you could be, the time came for you to return to your dreaded hotel room.

You tightly wrapped the covers around yourself, urging sleep to find you. There was a creak. You shot up, whipping your head side to side. Nothing. Still only an eerie darkness.

You sighed, resting your head back on the pillow. There wasn't anything, or anyone, who could get into your room. There were alarms, you'd double locked the door. It was as secure as could be, if not a bit stuffy. Besides, you were a glorious country, more than capable of defending herself. Even if there was some evil, robot nations come to kill you in your unsuspecting sleep…

Bzzt! You gasped, scrambling to the side of your bed. Oh. Just your malfunctioning alarm clock. You hit it, then cuddled into your bed. There was no way you'd be getting any shut-eye if you kept your thoughts going like this. If there was only someone here with you…then you'd feel safer. No, that was exactly what you were afraid of happening.

You groaned. Better to have your mind running in circles than to dwell on crazy axe murderers. What you'd give just to be back in your safe home!

You let your thoughts remain there: home. Your physco boss waiting for you. Wait, that also evoked fear.

Okay, new tactic. Let your mind go completely blank. There would be nothing but a large, empty field of snow before you. Ah, this was working. You could feel your pulse returning to normal.

One last time, just to be safe, you opened your eyes. You were calmer now, there was nothing to be worried about. You nodded, patting yourself on the back mentally. Then you noticed the white mask staring back at you.

You in took a sharp breath, intending to scream. Your vocal cords froze. The masked person smiled and laughed. This was your end, by the hands of some deranged hotel killer.

"Did I scare ya?"

Your mouth fell open, a horde of questions attacking your brain.

"Oh you idiot," was all you managed.

He chuckled again lowly, bringing his forehead closer to yours. You could feel your face growing hot. Ugh, what was he doing here? At this time! In your hotel room! How'd he even get in?

You were caught between punching him in the nose or hugging him from saving you from the creepy night crawlers.

You started to scoot upright, squinting. Then you poked him. Yup, he was real.

"What-why…" you sputtered.

He offered a wolfish grin, making your heart beat out of something other than fear.

"Oh (name), don't you know to never leave your windows open in Turkey? Bad things can find their way in…"

Your eyes widened as he traced a gloved hand under your jaw, brushing a thumb over your lip. You'd be sure to take note of that, right after you kicked the pervy Turk out of your room.