"Say hello to your partners and roommates!"

"WHAT?!"

"Is it finally time to show these dudes the hero, boss?! HAHAHAHAHA!" An amber-haired American girl said in a loud-and-proud voice. Much like the American sitting on the meeting table, except that he was now silently gawking at the loud girl of the same nationality.

"Girls, come up here for a second, will you?" The American's boss requested. The girls all walked inside the big room, each lady being followed by the eyes of the male countries, if the Italian boy's closed eyes were in consideration.

The American woman practically ran up to the front to get there first. She swung her baseball bat over her shoulder and stepped her right foot on the edge of the conference table, carelessly exposing her panties from under her short skirt without any modesty, barely caring about the shocked reaction of the teenage boys. "What's up, dudes! My name is Amelia F. Jones, the Hero of America!"

Alfred wanted to protest, to say that he is the hero of America, but at that point, he couldn't even react after his nosebleed, adding the fact that he was seated in front.

The green-eyed girl with glasses and long, blond hair in twintails dragged the lively American from the table, making her stand back up on her two feet and not embarrass herself, her sister, and her allies anymore. "For heaven's sake, Meri, can't you show at least a little modesty?" She scolded in a strong British accent, then turned to the boys, "Good day to you all. My name is Rosa Kirkland, and I am the United Kingdom of great Britain and Northern Ireland." She introduced herself formally.

"But-" The English male started, but was quickly halted by his boss with a gestureof a hand.

An elegant brunette wearing a crown and expensive designer clothes stepped up with confidence similar to the long-haired blonde sitting next to the thick-browed young Englishman. "Bonjour, everyone. My name is France, or Marianne Bonnefoy. It's a pleasure to meet you." After that, she stepped back. She noticed the gorgeous blonde man with long-silky locks send a flying kiss towards her, the imaginary kiss was ignored completely.

Francis froze in total shock after seeing the mademoiselle's response. He was rejected!

"Ni hao!" A small, cute, and lively Chinese girl with deep auburn hair in twin buns waved an oversized sleeve towards the boys, "My name is China! But please call me Wang Chun-Yan, of Chun-Yan. It's nice to meet you!"

Next is a tall young lady with long, straight, ashen hair, and calm lilac eyes.

"Zdravstvuyte, everyone." The Russian girl smiled sweetly, suspiciously sweetly, "I am Anya Braginskaya. And I look forward to everyone being one with Russia."

"Oh, I like her!" Ivan commented with a smile, which Anya replied with a smile of her own. The rest of the allies shuddered.

"Ve~ you girls took forever!" A curly haired brunette with amber eyes and a wild ponytail stepped up, a lone strand of curl bouncing at the side of her head. "Ciao~ I'm Italy, but you can call me Alice Daisy Vargas! Oh, and I LOVE PIZZA~!"

"Guten tag, everyone. My name is Monika of the country of Germany." A tall, blond woman in a neat pixie cut and cool blue eyes, with white headphones suspended around her neck, introduced herself with a brief nod. It was surprising for the male teenage countries to hear how cool and calm the German lady's voice actually is compared to the deep, intimidating voice of the other German nation in the room.

"A-and my name is Sakura, desu. I am Japan." The last girl with short black hair, shiny almond eyes, and wearing a pink kimono, bowed politely, "hajimemashite."

"okay, thank you, ladies. You may now take your seats." The British boss instructed, which the girls obliged and went over to sit on the chairs parallel to their male counterparts.

Now they know why the seats on the other side was reserved.

"Okay, wait just a minute now!" Arthur was the first to react, standing up and facing his boss. "We are countries; they are countries to...WHAT?"

"Let us explain," America's boss started. "It is said that one country is destined to be ruled by two people: one man," he gestured to the male nations, "and one woman." he then gestured to the female nation.

"We've all decided to have tose two rulers raised separately, and we've also agreed on a specific time for each pair of rulers to meet. The ladies are already told about you boys, so you don't have to worry about introducing yourselves. And like what I said, they are your partners and will be your roommates starting-"

"Woah woah woah, wait just a second there, boss!" Amelia stood up and waved both of her hands in interruption, "I'm pretty sure you guys haven't told us about the roomie part yet." She raised a brow with a fist on her hip.

Apparently, they have not heard the American adult when they came in.

"Amelia's right, y-you never told us anything about sharing rooms wi-with the...boys!" Rosa implied, eyes wide in shock and anxiety.

"At least that's the only thing you dudes weren't told about." Alfred muttered under his breath, leaning back on his chair and crossing his arms.

"B-but oyabun," Sakura spoke up softly, "I don't think it is a good idea for...us girls living with...boys."

"Gumen'nasai, Sakura-san," The Japanese superior replied, "but we have discussed about this idea being a good exercise for each pair of rulers to get to know each other, and this will also help you all to trust your partners once you have all been lent the responsibilities to rule your lands."

"Anyway," The British adult cleared his throat, "this Sunday, you will all meet again and will be dropped off at where you will all be staying at until you graduate, the Academy is just at a walking distance from there, so you will not need any service for transportation. Do not worry about school supplies and your uniforms because those have already been taken care of by us. You will all be oriented in regards to school once you have all reached your temporary homes. I believe that there is nothing left for us to discuss, so, meeting ajourned!"

And with that, all countries stood up and crowded the doorway. Once they were out of the big room, all of the male nations are left with one though:

What just happened?