The airport is beyond crowded right now. I'm thankful that I wore a hoodie over my uniform because Renard is small enough to fit in it. Poor fox has already been trampled enough in his lifetime. As I wait for our flight number, I go ahead and run through all the security checks. And about fifty times, I show them the license that proves that Renard doesn't need to be caged and for my weapons, our number has been called. I sigh, and put our small amount of luggage in the overhead compartment. We er-I take a seat and pull Renard into my lap and run my hand through his fur. Checking the time, it's about one-thirty p.m. before we get comfortable. I think to myself, 'It's a twelve-hour ride to D.C.' I shut my phone off and we end up falling asleep before the plane even takes off.

*When they arrive*

The stewardess wakes me up as gently as she can and I can tell that she is greatly afraid of the sleeping fox in my lap. I smile at her and nod in thanks. Getting up and gently putting Renard back into my hood, I get off the plane and start the somewhat stressful checks. When those finish, I go out and check the time. 'One-thirty in the morning.' I think as I stop and pull my luggage beside me and look around. Looking up I mutter aloud, "Nedostaje mi zvijezde..."

(Main-land: "I miss the stars...")

As I look around I see the building where they hold the meetings. I just start walking and stop at a Starbucks. I mentally shiver like enfer at the disgusting food place that's beside it, McDonalds. Renard starts to move around and pokes his head out from behind my mob of slightly wavy light brown hair. His tongue is sticking out which makes me laugh. I walk up and order a simple type of coffee with mocha and a shot or two of chocolate and get some food out of my bag for Renard.He was entertained by some braids that were in my hair and so we end up staying there for a good bit of time.

When I finally left it was about seven in the morning and it had gotten too hot for my hoodie so I ended up putting it up and Renard rode on my suitcase. I started for the meeting place and a dead set serious look on my face. Until my father came into my sight. He looked so broken, even with his fake smile and cheerful attitude. When I get close enough, I drop my luggage and jump into his arms with Renard yipping up at us...

"Père!!! Ne sois pas triste, je suis là." He holds onto me tightly and spins me around clinging to me almost like a lifeline. We didn't care that if any other nations saw me, all that mattered was that Father was okay now. When he finally set me down he took my face in his hands.

(Main-land: "Father!!! Don't be sad, I'm here.")

"Mon cher, tu as grandi! Depuis que je t'ai vu pour la dernière fois! Votre nation se porte bien?" He lets go of my face and picks up Renard and I get my luggage. "Je ne m'attendais pas à ce que tu sois là aussi vite." We walk side-by-side to the building.

(France: "My dear, you have grown! Since I've last seen you! Your nation is doing well?", "I didn't expect you to get here this quick.")

"Eh bien, j'avais besoin d'arriver ici et de mettre ces autres nations dans le droit. S'ils essayent de m'éloigner de toi, je vais perdre ma merde. Pour le dire simplement." I told him with a hard look. "Ils ont raison de me prendre de vous." I said as we walked into the building and I get many odd looks from the nations that already there

(Main-land: "Well, I needed to get here and put those other nations in the right. If they try to take me away from you, I'll lose my shit. To put it simply.", "They have no right to take me from you.")

He starts to laugh full on at that, which caused me to smile. We arrived at a door and he opened it for me and held it open for me and I nodded my thanks. He went and sat in his normal seat and I sat beside him with my luggage underneath the table. Renard wore my hat and played around on the table. We continue to talk as people joined came into the room. Some of the nations paid me no attention, which I take advantage of, while others got very confused.

As we sat and waited I looked around and noticed a nation from long ago. One that I haven't seen in years. Canada, I look to father and speak to him in my native tongue to keep someone from eavesdropping. "Oče, je li to Kanada? Odavno?" I look back at Canada and nod my head towards him. He watched weary as Renard comes up to him and barks.

(Main-land: "Father, is that Canada? From so long ago?")

He jumps back and is almost visibly shaking at Renard. While his bear, Kumajirou, looks like he wants to play with the little fox. "Da, to je Kanada. Iznenađen sam što ste se sjettili njega. Nisu mnoge druge nacije..."

(France: "Yes, that's Canada. I'm surprised that you remembered him. Not many other nations do...")

I click my tongue quietly, gaining the attention of Renard and he happily hops back making my smile. My hat slides on his head giving him the illusion of being somewhat drunk. I place him in my lap as Germany starts the meeting. He looks over everyone but Canada, which makes me a little mad. I take my hat from Renard and place it on my own. "Let's get started." He calls out "Has anyone found any information on this new nation?" He takes this chance to look at each face, but Canada AGAIN, with a hard look. Everyone but France and I shake their head.

"Man! We need to find this new nation!! I want to show them how cool the hero is!" America calls out jumping up from his seat "Maybe I can get them to eat hamburgers with me!" I shiver because I know where those hamburgers come from. France looks at me and shakes his head in amusement.

"Sit down you bloody wanker! They won't last long with you because they'll end up dead of a heart attack or get high blood pressure" England states as he gives America a hard look.

"No, they won't! Because your food is what's going to kill them! I'm going to be a hero and they'll love hero's" America shot back gaining a glare from the Englishman.

I look over at France and whisper, loud enough to see if they hear me, "Are they always like this?" and France looks at me with a nod with pained look. "What?" I ask in response to the look

"Renard." Is all he says before I look around and notice that Renard has gotten out of my lap and is now jumping from France's lap back over to Canada. I try to catch him before he hits the table and I fail.

"Kvragu..." I say the nations notice the fox on the table in no time. France covers his face and sinks a little lower in his seat and I give him an apologetic look.

(Main-land: "God Dammit...")

"There's a fox..." started America

"On the table..." finished England

"What I want to know is how it got in here and what is it doing." Germany said as the Fox gave a frightening glare to all the nations but France, Canada, and I.

I sigh and get up out of my seat and whistle at Renard getting his attention and everyone else's, "Renard, što to radiš? Što sam ti rekao prije nego što smo stigli ovamo? Dođite i ponašajte se." I give off the air that said, 'do not defy me you have done enough'. The fox came back slowly with his head down and tail dragging, understanding what he did. I gently pet his head and sit back down with my hat on his head to keep him entertained for a little while longer

(Main-land: "Renard, what are you doing? What did I tell you before we got here? Come and behave yourself.")

The silence was broken by the loudmouth American. "Whoa, who's the new chick?! And why does she have a fox?!?" I look over at France and his gentle blue and purple eyes are sad and I know why. Gently I take his hand and sigh. Looking up at the other nations I introduce myself.

"I am Main-land. The new nation that you have so called, 'found'." Then the up-roar began.