"Okay, I don't care who the hell they are, we are not supposed to be here," Reagan said, pacing back and forth behind the couch that Sam and Corytha had sat down on.

Sam sighed and stared, worried, up towards the ceiling.

"I know, Reagan, but it's not like we have anywhere else to go until England fixes this, if they're telling the truth."

"Sam, they're saying we were brought here- across dimensions- because of a spell. This has to be some sort of a joke," she replied, eyes wide as she tried to resist biting at her nails.

"Right. A joke. And yet we've tried pinching ourselves, holding our breath, and splashing cold water on our faces. None of us are dreaming," Sam said sternly, giving her a stern look. "Face it, Reagan, this is real."

All three of them were riled up right now, mostly from the fact they'd just been in front of nearly all the countries of the anime Hetalia, and while they'd only been directly addressed by a couple of them so far it still felt overwhelming. Corytha could feel her pulse trying to jump out of her veins. She's spotted so many people in such a short amount of time. To think they'd all been unconscious in that room for a little while… she shuddered and gripped her arms tightly.

"I-It just… it makes no sense," Reagan breathed, pressing a hand to her forehead and leaning against the back of the couch. "H-How could this even happen?"

"Like I know?" Sam snorted. "Look, we can either let this freak us out or try to handle it as best we can. In the meantime maybe we'll learn some stuff while we're here, I don't know. But panicking isn't going to help us."

Reagan sighed and shook her head. This was a little too much to try and comprehend in a single day. And what about college? If they didn't get back within three months… and what about her grandma? The house was now completely abandoned. Could she even contact her grandma from here?

"Reagan, I know you're thinking. Stop. Thinking."

"Because that's easy," she mumbled, moving around to sit on a nearby chair.

"Thinking about this right now is only going to make it worse," Sam reasoned, trying to calm everyone down. In a crisis, it turned out, she was the best one for the job. "Just… process it, I guess."

"B-But they're all s-supposed to be f-fake," Corytha murmured, trembling on the spot.

Sam sighed heavily. This was going to take a while.

"U-Um, is now not a good time?"

They all looked over and found England standing there with Germany and Japan nearby, the former looking quite nervous about whatever he was about to say.

Sam narrowed her eyes and decided she needed to speak up for her friends, both of whom seemed immobilized right now.
"No, now is a beautiful time for you to tell us you're going to find us a way home," she said icily, words laced with irritation. "Because if you don't, I will find a way to kick your ass!"

"Alright, everyone keep calm," Germany sighed, fixing Sam with a pointed look. "We understand this must come as a shock to the three of you, but what happened was an accident. Albeit a stupid one."

"Hey!"

"Some accident!" Sam said, raising her voice as she got to her feet. "Normally I would think this is cool, but my friends here aren't exactly thrilled. And as you can imagine, randomly appearing in a world full of characters who are supposed to be fictional isn't exactly a good way to wake up one day!"

"No, it's not, but if you keep acting like this then you'll only make it worse!" Germany shot back.

At this, Sam silenced herself and shot both him and England a glare, less than tolerant of the situation.

"I'm sorry for causing the three of you such trouble," England spoke up, hoping to ease the tension. "But it was an honest mistake, even if a terrible one. I'll start working on a spell to send you back right away, but I have to make sure I get it right so no more mistakes happen."

"H-How long are we going to be here?" Reagan spoke up, looking at him in concern.

He sighed. "Probably six months, at the shortest."

Everyone fell silent at this and took a moment to catch their breath. The news wasn't exactly what they wanted to hear. Then again, it was better than the alternatives, so they decided to bite their tongues.

Eventually Japan stepped forward and sat on a chair to face the rest of them and held his hands in his lap, giving them a sympathetic look.

"You seem much more animated now that you're out here," he commented.

Sam cocked an eyebrow.

"Being in front of like 30 plus people? Shock does that to a person," she replied dully.

"True," he said quietly. "Is there anything we can do to help you right now?"

Sam glanced to Reagan. She shrugged. They both looked at Cori, who was staring blankly at the floor in front of her and trying not to freak out with anyone in there. One of the first signs of her panic attacks included the rapid movement of her leg, which had already started. Her breathing was okay right now though.

Reagan looked back to Japan. "W-We're really here?"

He nodded slowly.

Sam stared at him too. "And you're really the countries?"

Another nod.

"...The only thing that will help right now is getting somewhere that isn't surrounded by everyone in that room," Reagan stated, finally releasing a breath she didn't know she'd been holding. "We need a day or two to um… adjust to this…"

"Of course," Japan said.

"Would you mind if I took them back to my place early, then?" England asked Germany. "I don't believe I'll be needed for the rest of the meeting."

Germany nodded. "Go ahead. I'd rather not have everyone trying to talk to them right now anyway, the attention could prove… frustrating for them."

They all took note of Corytha's shaking form. If anyone else showed up at this point, they worried what the timid blonde might do out of fear.

"Right. Well all of you can follow me, it will be a few hours to get back to my house."

Without another word- not that they would have spoken even if they could- the three girls followed him into the parking lot and climbed into the back seat of his car as he drove several hours to his home.

When they reached his house, time seemed to fly by around the girls. He showed them to their room with the promise of showing them around the house tomorrow, but insisted that they get some rest for tonight before anything else. Seeing as they were still out of sorts, they didn't argue.

It was a guest bedroom with two queen sized beds and moderate decor. Sam took one bed while Reagan and Cori took another and laid there, silently, staring at the ceiling.

"...Anyone over this yet?" Sam eventually asked, arms held behind her head.

"Uh-uh."

"No…"

The redhead sighed and tilted onto her side to look at them.

"I say we all go to sleep. If we wake up here tomorrow, this is reality."

"And what about after that?" Reagan asked.

"After that, we'll just have to live here until England sends us home, plain and simple."

"...I'm going to sleep," Reagan sighed, getting under the covers and stuffing her face into the pillow. It was too late to be worrying about this right now… they needed to rest. None of them wanted to believe this was actually happening, but if Sam was right, then they would really find themselves waking up in a no-longer-fictional world for a while.

None of them had known how to react when waking up in the conference room. Shock had forced them into acting as though they were collected about it, but as soon as they'd left the room and were no longer being watched by a sea of eyes, they finally snapped free from the daze and had collapsed in confusion and panic in that lobby. It was for the best that they'd left when they did, to say the least.

"Goodnight," Sam eventually said, turning over and pulling the blankets up to her face. The others echoed her words and closed their eyes, forcing themselves to go to sleep and wishing desperately that this was some freak shared dream.

The next morning unfolded very slowly from the moment they woke up, still lying in the beds of England's guest room. Sunlight poured in through a large window to their left, basking the warmly colored room in a golden glow. The wooden furniture and British objects lining the walls had an almost unreal look to them now, though everything- as they finally had come to accept- was indeed real. Reagan was the first to sit up and observe the room that morning, followed by Sam and finally Corytha as the three friends awakened. All of them gradually found themselves staring at the British flag on the wall.

"...Looks like it wasn't a dream after all," Reagan sighed, turning so her feet hung off the side of the bed.

"Guess not," Sam agreed, turning to face her as she sat cross-legged on the opposite bed. "We're still in Britain's house, that's for sure."

Corytha gave a small sigh and sat down on the floor nearby to pet Sadie and get her bearings straight. "S-So we're really going to be stuck here for a few months?" she asked quietly.

"Seems like," Sam replied, glad the blonde was no longer on the verge of a panic attack from yesterday.

"I wonder if I can call grandma…" Reagan mumbled disheartedly to herself, reaching for the cell phone that had come with them when they were brought here by the spell. The three of them fell silent as ringing filled the room, as she'd turned on the speakerphone.

To their pleasant surprise and Reagan's relief, someone actually answered the call.

"Hello?"

It was her grandmother's voice.

"G-Grandma? Is that really you?" Reagan asked tentatively.

"Reagan? Yes deary, it's me. Are you alright? You sound upset."

A light rim of tears formed in her eyes at hearing that voice. She suddenly wished she could see her right now.

"S-Something's happened, grandma," she admitted.

"Oh? What's wrong, sweetie?"

"All of us are here, ma'am," Sam spoke up, keeping her voice low in case someone walking past their room heard them.

"Hello Sam, hello Corytha!"

"Hi…"

"Look, grandma," Reagan went on. "Um… you know those conversations we used to have about the existence of other worlds?"
"Yes, that I do. Why?"

"Well yesterday… yesterday someone from another world used a spell, a-and it somehow dragged us into another world… we're literally sitting in the guest room of someone's house right now in England."

"Oh, my… Reagan, are the three of you okay? Are you hurt?"

"No, we're all fine, but… the man we're staying with isn't sure when he'll be able to send us back. He doesn't think he'll be able to in sooner than six months, Gran… we're going to be here for a while."

"Alright, girls, you listen to me and you listen closely," her grandmother suddenly began. "You're all smart and strong for your age, and at least you're all there together. If this man is letting you stay in his house I don't think he means you any harm so just sit tight and call me when you get the chance. Don't worry about the house. We'll figure out what to do with college when you all return, alright?"

Reagan's voice hitched in her throat just then, so Sam spoke up for the three of them.

"We got it, Granny," she replied, forcing a small smile even though the woman wouldn't see it.

"Okay, Sam. Now I'm going to hang up now so your phone doesn't lose charge Reagan, but call me every few days so I know you're alright, okay?"

"Y-Yeah, I can do that," she replied, wiping the tears from her eyes.

"Good. I'll talk to you later then, buh-bye!"

"Bye grandma."

With that, the call was ended and the three of them were left sitting there, pondering what awaited them these next few months during their stay. Were they to just sit around and wait? Could they even go anywhere or do anything? Though it seemed unlikely, they could only hope..

"Well there's no point in sitting around here," Sam said after a little while. "Might as well go talk to England, he said he'd show us around."

"Yeah, that would probably be best," Reagan sighed, getting to her feet finally. The three of them walked downstairs, finding their way somewhat easily to the living room. They found their host drinking tea on the couch and watching television, though he stopped as soon as he noticed their arrival.
"Ah, you're all finally awake," he commented, getting to his feet to address them. "Goodmorning."

"Morning," Sam yawned, covering her mouth in the process.

"Did you sleep well?"

"As well as we could, I guess," Reagan replied with a shrug. "We were pretty beat by the time we got here."

He gave them a look of sympathy and rubbed the back of his neck. "Yes, well, as long as you feel alright this morning. Would you like breakfast?"

Corytha's stomach lightly growled from nearby, causing her to blush in embarrassment. She lightly wrapped her arms around her abdomen, causing the british man to laugh a bit.

"I'll take that as a yes, then. Follow me."

They made their way into the kitchen, and soon the three of them were fixed up with bowls of cereal and milk for the morning. They all sat around the table but kept mostly to themselves aside from the occasional exchange of words. Though things were near silent at first due to the awkward nature of their being here, Reagan eventually broke the quiet.

"Alright," she sighed. "I know this is weird for all of us right now, but the last thing we need is to be all stiff around each other. Let's at least discuss this whole thing."

"R-Right," England said, folding his hands on the tabletop. "So where exactly are you girls from?"

"America," Sam replied. "Colorado, to be more exact."

"I see. So you came from a world similar to ours?"

"Pretty much exactly like yours, although there's no personifications of countries there."

"Japan said that we were a show where you're from. Is that true?"

"Yeah," Reagan nodded. "It's true. As far as we're concerned, we've been brought into an anime."

Knowing vaguely what an anime was thanks to previous experience, though he didn't have much of it, he continued.

"This must seem like a sort of dream to you then," he commented.

"I guess you could say that… although, since we know your characters, it's not quite as terrifying as it could be," Sam admitted, taking another bite of her cereal. "Still shocking as all hell though."

England chuckled at this.

"That's good, I suppose."

"It's also not surprising how we got here," the redhead stated, giving him a small glare as she implied the failed spell. He sweatdropped.

"I-I guess that show is accurate to our characters, then," he remarked, trying to get off the subject for now.

"From what we've seen so far, yeah," Reagan cut in now. "By the way, how long were we out yesterday in that conference room?"

England looked at her in an attempt to ignore Sam's penetrating stare from his other side.

"Probably little over a half hour or so," he replied, glancing up as he thought back on it. "See, at first the spell was working as planned… we could see images flashing in the spell, but once the image settled on you three, a gap of some sort appeared in the middle of it. Eventually it sucked you all in and you came tumbling to the ground unconscious, though your canine companion seemed mostly in a daze."

Reagan's eyes suddenly lit up when her dog came into the conversation. She gripped the table, her expression transforming into instant concern.

"Wait, where's Sadie? I-I forgot she was here too," she said suddenly.

England smiled. "She's in the backyard, don't worry."

Reagan calmed and let the tension leave her body, glad to know the shepherd was safe too.

"So what happened after we showed up?" Sam asked, growing curious as to how the countries reacted.

"For the most part, it was a mix between scolding me for whatever had just happened and figuring out what to do when the three of you woke up."

"It looked like a good portion of the countries were in there except for a few."

"Yes, it was a world meeting, so most of the major countries were there. Germany made sure to keep everyone in their seats though."

Everyone paused for a few moments, unsure where to take the conversation next. The girls had been left alone to recover from the trip over from their world. The next half hour was spent getting everyone to return to the previous conversation while England and the other main countries from the show sorted out what to do with them. Some suggestions were made, but as soon as Reagan woke up any previous plans had been abandoned in favor of figuring out who they were and informing them of the situation.

"I-If I may," Corytha finally spoke up softly, giving England a worried glance, "B-Britain, sir… what are we going to do while we're here?"

It was a good question, considering they couldn't really go anywhere on their own here. It would become frustrating to simply stay indoors the entire time, and even if they could walk around outside, they would get bored staying in the same place for six months straight- or more.

He smiled at the shy use of his name.

"You may call me Arthur, if that comes easier to you. In any case, other than staying here with me, I suppose we could find some days to take you girls out to town to see a bit of my country. I think a few of the others may plan on inviting you as well- Italy was particularly excited."

Reagan laughed a bit at that. "I think I remember him saying something yesterday. Guess he would jump at the chance to show someone around, huh?"

"Most of us would, I like to think," Arthur admitted. "We don't often get company that hasn't seen our lands before, since most of us are only acquainted with each other. Otherwise we tend to be busy, so any free time we have isn't spent showing strangers around."

Sam shrugged. "Makes sense I guess. Anyway did you say you were planning on showing us around today?"

He nodded, his expression lighting up as he remembered what he'd decided last night.

"Right! Let me clean up here. You girls can wait in the living room over there if you'd like."

While Sam and Reagan proceeded to the couch in the living room, Corytha remained standing nearby as Arthur started to gather their dishes from the table. It took only a moment of contemplation before she walked over and held her hands behind her back.

"W-Would you like some help?" she offered, noticing he was trying to get all of them at once. He looked over in surprise and blinked, not expecting any of them to offer their assistance.

"Um, sure," he replied, standing back to let her handle the rest. Once she collected them, she followed him into his kitchen and helped to clean them. She let him put them back though, not wanting to intrude. After he was finished he turned to face her, noticing only for a moment how she seemed to gaze around the kitchen with both curiosity and a certain degree of wariness. Those emotions soon faded when she realized he was looking at her though.

"Thanks for the help. Let's go get your friends, shall we?"

The girl nodded, smiling softly.

Definitely a shy one, he thought to himself. Ever since she'd been here, including yesterday, the blonde teen had hardly said even half as much as either of her friends.

They made their way into the living room, whereupon Arthur led them around the first and second floors of the house. It wasn't as huge or as confusing as they'd previously imagined one of the country's houses to be. It was simple yet finely decorated, which seemed to reflect his personality pretty well. As it turned out, there were several guest rooms down their end of the hall, with the other side having his room, a bathroom and storage rooms. The first floor had a living room and kitchen as they'd seen, as well as another room that Sam instantly dubbed the 'man cave' for what she believed to be obvious reasons, since it contained a pool table, tv and even several guitars. After the tour of the house he took them outside to the grounds surrounding it.

For the most part it was neatly trimmed lawn with a long gravel driveway that led to the main road. Tall trees lined either side of the path, casting long shadows over the four of them as they walked. Sadie had run over to greet them with enthusiasm. Since a fence surrounded the property she wouldn't have been able to run off, though it was unlikely that the loyal dog would, at least not permanently. There were a few benches under the trees as well as a fountain towards the middle and gardening done around the house. Across the road and down a steep slope, the ocean spread out into the horizon. The girls gawked by the time they'd reached the fence.

"Damn, Arthur," Sam whistled after a few minutes, "I never would have expected this from you!"

"This place is amazing!" Reagan added.

"It is really nice…"

He couldn't quite contain the pride in his voice at all of their compliments. Though he hated to admit it, his house wasn't as large as America's or nearly as decorated as France's, but he always thought it to be more refined, if anything. He smirked at his mental triumph.

"I'm quite proud of it myself," he replied, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Does everyone have a house like this?" Sam asked, turning to face him.

"If you mean large houses in general, then yes, most of us do."

"Holy crap!" the redhead threw her arms up and turned to face the water again. "Why can't we have a house like this!"

"Because we don't have that kind of money."

"Because we don't live near an ocean."

Corytha and Reagan responded in unison, causing Sam to sigh heavily and let her head drop.

Arthur laughed a bit as they talked amongst each other for a short while, taking in the scenery around them. It would be a nice change of pace to have them around, even if it was only for a short time. He made a mental note to start working on the research for a spell to send them home soon.

"I was wondering," he cut in after a moment of thought, "If the three of you would be interested in going shopping tomorrow. It would be a bit bad if you had to wear the same clothes for six months, after all."

"I'm up for it," Sam shrugged.

"Well I have something that might help," Reagan intervened, pulling out the white envelope from her pocket. Sam's eyes widened.

"You brought that thing with you?!"

"I had it with me when we got sucked into the tv! I was going to count some out for our shopping trip back home," she defended.

"What is it?" Arthur asked.

"These are funds my grandma left us for summer vacation when she left on her cruise. I know we'd probably have to convert it or something, but at least we won't be robbing you of your money," she replied with a small smile.

"At least we can buy what we want then~" Sam said, rubbing her hands together mischievously.

Reagan gave her a light glare.

"Nice try, Shaggy. You're limited to a week's worth of clothes and nothing more."

"Aww, why?!" she complained.

"Because we aren't moving in here, we don't need a whole wardrobe!"

"But I have to look nice on vacation!"

"This isn't a vacation, this is a temporary arrangement due to unforeseen circumstances."

"You're using big words again."

"Seriously? That's where this is going?"

Corytha stood beside Arthur and watched the two go back and forth for a bit longer. It was common for little outbursts to happen between the two of them. Somehow, Corytha always got stuck witnessing the conversations, though not usually with someone else.

Before anyone could do anything more, a few unexpected visitors arrived, walking up behind them.

"Hey~! How's it going you guys~?"

Everyone stopped and turned to investigate the source of the voice, only to find Italy, Germany and Japan walking over towards them from the front of the house. It seems they'd missed the car that drove by while standing near the fence and discussing tomorrow's plans.

"Oh, hello there," Arthur said in surprise. "I wasn't expecting anyone so soon."

"We wanted to see how the girls were doing today," Japan explained.

"We're doing alright," Reagan spoke up with a smile. "We're getting some clothes tomorrow for our stay here."

"Eeyup," Sam said, popping the last sound of the word.

"It's good to see you're settling in," Japan replied. A small smile graced his features, noticing that they'd somewhat calmed overnight from the strange situation they now found themselves in.

Now having the chance to greet the girls officially and in daylight, Italy seemed to beam in joy and drifted right over, eyes closed as was typical of his character in the show. It was almost like a happy aura just radiated out of him. Sam would have probably gagged if it were tangible.

"It's nice to finally meet you, ladies! I'm North Italy, though I think you already knew that; You can call me Feliciano if you want to, but anything works, really. Wa, all three of you are so pretty! It would be great if you could come over and visit my country sometime, yes~?"

Sensing that the Italian would keep babbling until someone said something, Reagan cleared her throat, unable to fight the blush dusting her features after his compliment mid-spiel.

"I-It's nice to meet you, Feliciano," she said, smiling. "And we'd love to visit sometime, if it wouldn't be too much trouble, that is."

"Of course not! You can come anytime~!" he piped up instantly.

Corytha bit the inside of her lip to refrain from giggling at his perky attitude while Sam mentally screamed. She knew he had energy for days, but this? It was unreal.

"Actually, I don't think we really had any formal introductions," Germany spoke up. "Even though you know who we are, maybe it would be a good idea."

Everyone gave a hint of agreement, so he decided to go first, following Italy's introduction with something more simple.

"I am Germany, but you can call me Ludwig. I understand this situation is quite unusual, so if there is ever a problem, feel free to contact me."

Japan stepped up next.

"And I am Japan. Since it seems we are going by our human names, you may address me as Kiku if you wish."

After giving them a polite bow, the girls all glanced between each other as though to determine who would go first. Reagan stepped up, deciding the others would just follow.

"I know I've already kind of spoiled our names, but I guess readdressing it wouldn't hurt. I'm Reagan Dutois."

"I'm Samantha Overby, but just call me Sam. It makes my life easier," Sam said next. Then they all turned their gazes to Corytha, who awkwardly glanced to her friends while holding herself with her arms. A bit daunted by the unwanted attention, the blonde glanced away nervously.

"C-Corytha Foster," she managed to say. "You can call me that, o-or just Cori, if you want to."

The blonde didn't expect it when Feliciano walked over to her and waved his arms about.

"Wow, I've never heard a name like that before! It's so beautiful~!"

The blunt compliment left her blushing profusely and shuffling a foot against the ground beneath her feet.

"U-Um, th-thank you?" she replied in a hesitant voice. This only seemed to provoke the Italian more.

"Ahh~!" he stepped closer. "Can I hug you? Please tell me I can, please?"

Since the entire encounter was leaving her at a loss for words at the moment, she shrugged in confusion before attempting to reply. "I-I guess? Wha-"

Before she had a chance to finish, Feliciano had thrown his arms around her in a fairly tight hug, causing her entire body to stiffen in shock. Cori stared out over his shoulder and blinked slowly, paralyzed on the spot from the sudden touch. She wasn't used to being handled like this. Sometimes she flinched even when Sam or Reagan touched her, and she knew them well.

"Italy, I think you're scaring her," Japan said in concern, noticing her frozen expression. Germany sighed and pried him off of her after he didn't let go for over a minute, and Corytha quickly stepped back, turning away to regain her composure.

Sam scowled a bit. "Lucky," she muttered. Sure she found the Italian slightly annoying, but the fact her friend was the first one on the receiving end of a hug from any of the fictional characters made her slightly jealous. ...Okay, very jealous. But she wouldn't admit this out loud.