Disclaimer: Don't own Hetalia or Harry Potter for that matter... Or McDonalds or any of that.

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The car is not filled with an awkward silence. Arthur keeps asking questions to keep me preoccupied – as if he knows what horrors will take place in my brain if it falls silent.

"So, you know my name, what's yours?"

"Mackenzie E. Smith. The E. stands for Emma."

"That's neat. When's your birthday, Mackenzie?"

"…I know it's stupid. The fourth of July. Yeah. I know. And I live in D.C., so it's like 'hard-core American'. Of course, I'm not obese or obnoxiously loud like so many people are. And McDonald's? Hate it. Don't like a lot of fast food actually. Don't get me wrong – burgers and hotdogs are great – but there's just so much 'American lifestyle' that I can handle."

"So you don't like America much, it seems?" there was a little doubt in his voice.

"Oh, no! I love America. It's great… I mean, seriously. One of my ancestors was a Founding Father… So says my mother. She seems to think we're descended from Samuel Adams, but how'd we know? And I do like America… just not everything about it. How it's gone downhill. We as a whole seem lazy, there's a reason why there are so many obese people too… and people spend more time with phones and electronics instead of friends and family. And there always seems to be something or many things wrong with our government… But I love the message behind America. The freedom of it… the spirit and strength. Some of the people I know think that we're immortal because we're American. I don't. Don't get me wrong – not all Americans are like this. Some are rather nice and have the same views I do or better… But that's exactly it. We can always get better. And I want to make the world better, not just America. I am, in some ways, ashamed of us. But I think that I can make a difference when I'm older."

Arthur had gone silent. I saw him smile in the mirror of the car. "That's very interesting. What are your interests?"

I smirk. He's in for it now. "Well, besides doing well in school, I love reading, swimming, and going to football games. Playing tennis is fun too. But I really enjoy spending time with my family and limited friends… and writing. Writing and writing. It's my life. I belong to a lot of fandoms for my favorite things. Like, for example, my heart obsesses over Harry Potter by J.K. Rowling the most!"

"You like that? Interesting."

"And you know what else I like, Arthur?"

He smiled again in the mirror. He knew what was coming.

"I really like anime and manga. A really cool one is… Hetalia."

I watched him raise an eyebrow. "Ah? That, huh. I was fairly sure that you recognized me. Then I guess I can fill you in too. Yes, we're going to a world meeting. I really do believe your missile story; in fact, we all think North Korea's been up to something. He doesn't show up at a lot of the meetings and his brother, South Korea, hasn't been saying anything. None of the Asian countries have, actually… and you're right about America having a few problems. He's been a little rundown recently. If he listened to you, maybe we'd be able to start getting him back on track."

I feel a pit of worry deep in my gut at this. "…Arthur… if what I saw was real… what will happen to Alfred?"

I watched his eyes narrow as we pulled into a parking lot.

"I don't know."

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AN: Much shorter, I know. Next chapter will (hopefully) be longer. R&R please!