"We're first! I can't believe it!" America cried as he fell into his chair. The G8 room was empty all for him and the small England, who was huddled in his cloak on the table.

"Those bloody gist! Don't they realize how much danger they're in!" the smaller of the two mumbled under his breath. America had come to realize how cute England was since he'd transformed, and the brits' tiny accent wasn't helping.

"You know, if you weren't so cross Iggy, I'd be hugging you so much~" America laughed as the child glared daggers at him.

The doors burst open next to reveal a very disheveled China, carrying what looked like a small bundle of blankets.

"Hey China! What you got there?" America asked. Chinas' eyes wandered over to him and stayed there for a minute before traveling to the now cowering England.

"What do you think, aru!" China yelled, setting the small pile of blankets down on the table. They moved a bit, but mostly stayed still. "I'd forgotten how annoying Japan used to be. You're lucky I was able to drag him out of the house!"

Just then, the sheets fell away to reveal a small, kimono adorned chibi with gray, tired eyes. The child looked around the room for about one second before diving back into the pile of covers.

China sighed, sitting down in his chair. "At least France isn't here. Then we'd have a problem…"

In Germanys' car…

"Let me drive!" Prussia chanted in his brothers ear as they sped down the busy streets of New York. The meeting was to be held in America this time, so thankfully no one pulled them over for reckless driving. Germany picked up the screaming child and practically threw him into the backseat. Italy was still shivering on top of Germanys' head, and the child squealed every time they hit a pothole or turned a corner.

"G-germany~ C-could you slow down!" the Italian whimpered as they sped around another bend.

"I'm sorry Italia, but if I change now we won't make it." he german said back, swerving to miss another car.

In front of them was a tall building, and Germany nearly missed the entrance sign. He slowly drove the car into the parking lot, but before he could park it his hands slipped from the wheel.

"Ah! Germany~" Italy cried as he fell on top of the now chibi sized german. The car crashed into the parking square and stopped, lurching them all forward into the windshield.

Germany sat up, rubbing his head and looking around at the huge car.

"Verdammt, now I'm a kid too!" he yelled with a small voice. The accent in his new voice was less promonate and he now had more of a roman ring to his voice.

The other two turned around and stared wide-eyed at the new child. He was wearing a blue cape and hat, with a white shirt underneath. His face was flushed and altogether quite cute.

Prussia looked over to see Italy frozen in shock. Before the italian could say a thing, Prussia threw his arms around him and hugged the small chibi like there was no tomorrow. This set Italy off on another rant of pleas' and Prussia just hugged the small child tighter.

"That's enough! Both of you get out of the car!" Germany yelled, his voice small but authoritative. Prussia, still strangling Italy, grabbed the door handle and got out of the car, with Germany following idly behind.

"GErmany, germany, help meeee!" Italy cried as Prussia continued to not let go. Germany rubbed his head, already getting a headache.

This would be a long day…

In the meeting room…

The doors creaked open to reveal Russia, holding two chibis' in his hands. He smiled at the other nations before setting down tiny Lithuania and somehow Poland, who rushed over to Lith and grabbed his hand, pulling him underneath the table.

Lithuania had been wearing a tan military uniform and Poland had on green one, both had capes. They both looked cute enough for China to make note of it, but America and Russia just sighed.

"I wonder where the others are." America ventured, fiddling with a loose button on his shirt. Russia laughed a bit, and a yelp came from below the table as he kicked someone (probably Lithuania).

"Kolkolkol. I hope they are okay." the russian lied with a smile. America shuddered and England covered his blond head with his hood.

"Y-yeah. Me too…"