Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, only my oc's. and Sarah owns Israel.


America's nap was pretty peaceful, until he woke up to the sounds of a very high pitched scream. "Calm down!" he heard Ireland yell. "England...what's going on?" America asked when he could finally form a coherent sentence.

"Israel started freaking out not too long ago." England said. "I have to get out of here!" Israel screamed as she pounded on a window. "Ireland! The walls are closing in on me! Hungary! S-someone?" Israel screamed as she let herself slide down the wall.

"Does anyone have a paper bag or something?" Ireland asked. Liechtenstein handed over the bag from her lunch.

When Ireland handed Israel the bag she began to use it to take slow even breaths. "Well...so that just happened." was all Prussia could manage.

"I thought Israel liked snow, did she not?" Russia asked. "No Russia, it's not that. Israel loves snow. But not when she feels liked she's trapped." Ireland said cautiously, trying to avoid angering the Russian.

"T-trapped, that's exactly what we are! W-We're trapped. Like caged birds!" North cried hysterically. "North cut the crap, I know your joking." Ireland spoke calmly not even looking in North's direction.

"Bruder, I don't think North is joking." Liechtenstein mumbled to Switzerland. "Ireland, I think Liechtenstein is right, I don't think North is joking."

"Switzerland I seriously doubt North is being serious. He hasn't shown any signs of being claustrophobic since we were children…crap." Ireland spun around to see North in the fetal position. "Anyone got another paper bag?" France raised his hand. "Anyone besides France? No one? Alright, suspicious bag it is."

After North was given the paper bag things calmed down. "Hey mom didn't you tell me, Jersey, and Guernsey never to take paper bags from France because-"

Wales quickly covered Mann's mouth. "Silly girl I don't know where she gets her imagination from."

"She probably got her imagination from Iggy with his imaginary friends." England glared at America.


"Hey Liechtenstein how long have we been in here?" Mann asked lifting her head up from the table.

"We've been in here 4 hours." "And how many times has North gone insane?" "At least 6 times."

At this point Austria had given up trying to read his book and had begun to watch bemusedly as Hungary beat France and Prussia with her frying pan. Most other countries were just off doing random things.

"Hey America, you got any games in here?" Mann yelled. "There might be a "clue" box in the closet."

Mann walked over to the closet and pulled out the box. "It's missing all the character cards." Liechtenstein looked up "What if we made cards for the people who're in here?"

"It's missing a board too, and weapon cards and room cards. Al that's here are the player pieces." Mann groaned as she put the box on the table. "then we've got a lot of work to do." Liechtenstein smiled as she pulled out some paper.

As Mann and Liechtenstein began to make a new…well everything for their clue game England's stomach growled. "America do you have any food in here?"

"Um….check the same closet that the game was in. there should be a mini fridge with some cheeseburgers in it." England's eye twitched, never the less, he checked the closet and sure enough the mini fridge was there just as America said.

"Betcha didn't know that Iggy. You just learned something new thanks to me!" America said excitedly.

"Its learnt, not learned you git." England reminded him.

Suddenly Ireland got a smirk on her face. "Hey North, I just learned something new today." North looked at his sister confused until he saw the look on her face, "Well whaddya know sis, I just learned something new too."

"Ain't that amusing Scotland? North learned something."

Ireland and North began to laugh hysterically as England grew more and more angered.

Around this time Mann and Liechtenstein had finished the clue pieces that had been missing. "I think I figured out who the culprit is!" Mann exclaimed.

"Uh, Mann we haven't even started the-" "The culprit was England! The victims were Ireland and North!"

"Mann, we didn't make victim cards…" Liechtenstein protested. "The room was the conference room!" Mann said louder as she stood on her chair. "And the weapon was the giant meat cleaver from the kitchen down the hall." Mann finished looking very proud of herself.

Ireland and North immediately stopped laughing as they saw England headed for the door. "No!" they both screamed as the lunged at England each grabbing one of his legs.

"Mann, can we actually start the game?" Liechtenstein asked timidly. "Hm? Oh yea sure." Mann said calmly as she retook her seat.

America sighed, things were actually going a bit better than he thought. But one major thing concerned him. How were they going sleep tonight without anyone killing anyone else?


Yea, I know the snowstorm started and ended awhile ago but it took me forever to write this chapter.