As the day progressed I began noticing even more differences between Tommy and Thomas. Thomas had acted so awkwardly when he'd hugged me. Tommy, however, was much more into that kind of thing, constantly grabbing a hold of my hand and trying to pick rides that would have us sitting with little room in-between us. Thomas had been much more serious, only keeping up a friendly conversation and joking once in a while. Tommy, however, was constantly trying to get a laugh out of me. They may have looked extremely similar, but their personalities were definitely different from each other.

The day was nearing it's end and we were to the point of only being able to ride one more ride. Tommy looked at me, a sheepish smile on his face. "I've been dragging you around all day," he said with an embarrassed blush on his face. "How about you pick the next ride?"

I shuffled my feet nervously. It's not like I hadn't enjoyed him dragging me around. I'd had an incredibly fun time with it and he was acting as if it were something he should be embarrassed about. And I had no idea to what we should ride. There was really only one ride we hadn't ridden yet and I wasn't sure if it was a good idea to ride it.

The Ferris wheel. Not only was I afraid of heights but the last time I'd ridden a Ferris wheel was… well it'd been on my fist date with Prussia and that had been the last thing we'd done before heading back. So the idea of it being almost like a betrayal or sign that I was moving on from him seemed to be attached to the idea of riding it. I just didn't feel ready to do that.

"I don't know…" I said with a sideways glance. "I really don't mind if you choose."

"Okay…" Tommy said, shrugging slightly as he looked around. "How about the Ferris wheel?"

I inwardly winced. Of course he would've picked that. I had to make up an excuse that wouldn't lead to too many questions. One that would keep me from having to make up a lie or stretch the truth. I decided to use an excuse that was true but wasn't the main reason why I wouldn't want to go on it. "I… I'm not really sure that one would be the best idea. I kind of have this fear of heights…"

"You went on the panic plunge with me though," Tommy pointed out before doing a gentle smile and taking my hand into his again. "And I'd be with you the whole time, so there's really nothing to worry about."

I tried to think of a different excuse as he began leading me towards the ride. "I… ah…"

Tommy looked at me with a reassuring expression. "Don't worry, it'll be fine."

I closed my mouth and gave in. I wasn't giving up on finding my way back to the one relationship I was so desperate to get back. I wasn't doing anything that was wrong or worthy of being called betrayal towards Prussia. I was just riding on a ride. That's what I had to keep telling myself to keep from feeling an overwhelming amount of guilt from getting on.

As soon as the ride began moving I found myself latching onto Tommy, burying my face in jacket. The ride suddenly stopped. I felt Tommy shift slightly, as if looking at something, and put his arms around me. "It's okay," he whispered, gently stroking my back in a comforting motion. "You don't need to be scared. Nothing's going to happen, I promise. You'll be completely fine. I'm here and I won't let anything happen to you."

"W-why aren't we moving?" I asked, my voice quiet and shaky as Tommy shifter uncomfortably.

"Well…" Tommy sounded slightly uneasy about answering the question and that didn't help my anxiety levels any. "You see… the ride may slightly stuck…"

"St-stuck?" I whimpered, latching onto him even tighter. "Wh-where are we on the ride?"

"Barely past the top…" he said reluctantly, causing a fear filled whimper to emit from me. "H-hey… it's going to be fine. They'll fix the ride and we'll be off before you know it." I stayed quiet, unable to respond. "L-let's try just talking about something get your mind of what's going on!"

"O-okay…"

Tommy began talking about different things, asking me about different things I liked. Asking me what I was planning to go into, having brought up college since he'd be starting this year as well. I told him that I wanted to do something that had to do with writing or singing, possibly even something in social services so I could try to help people. But I definitely wanted to minor in psychology and try to get into voice acting.

Tommy told me how he wanted to work in mechanics, manufacturing mostly. He said that his current job was related to that type of stuff. But he what he wanted to do in the company took more credentials than he had. So he was going to be a part time college student and work his way into the department he was so keen on working in. When I asked what his job was he laughed and said that that was a story for another time.

A bang suddenly sounded, causing me to cry out in surprise and re-bury my face in Tommy's jacket due to the fact that he'd manage to get me to show my face so my voice wasn't muffled by blocking my view of how high we were. "Hey, there's no need to be scared. It's just some fire works…" Tommy said gently. "You should look, they're really pretty."

Bang after bang sounded and I managed to muster the courage and look. It was breathtaking. Despite the fear I felt from seeing how high up we were, the fireworks kept my eyes looking out the distance. They looked almost close enough to touch. But I knew that wasn't possible. Nor would it have been safe if it had been.

"Beautiful…" I said quietly, still holding onto Tommy's arm.

"Yea," Tommy said, gently making it so I was looking at him. "But you're a lot prettier…"

My eyes widened as he pulled me into a kiss. I had no idea what to do. I felt the need to push away but my body wouldn't cooperate with me. I hadn't even known Tommy for a full day and he was kissing me! I still loved Prussia, I couldn't do this!

Regaining control of myself as I thought of Prussia, I quickly pulled away and got to the other side of the seat. I looked at Tommy, feeling bad for acting so rashly but also shocked that he was being so forward towards me.

The ride suddenly started moving again, causing the seat to swing back and forth. I cried out, suddenly seeing the ground as the seat rocked. Tommy quickly pulled me into his arms and hid my face so I wouldn't see the terrifyingly far away ground. "I'm sorry…" he said. "It was a bad idea to bring you on this even after you said you were afraid of heights. And it was rude to be so forward… I just really seem to like you. That's no excuse though, so I'm sorry."

"N-no" I managed to get out as the ride stopped, Tommy helping me out as I looked and saw that they were letting us off first. "I-I'm sorry for reacting so strongly… it's just…"

"Th-that wasn't your first kiss was it?" Tommy asked, a look of panic on his face.

"N-no!" I said, shaking my head as I tried to think of a way to explain my actions. "It's just… I'm still not over an ex. And… I just don't feel right being with anyone else at this point."

"Oh…" Tommy said, his expression looking slightly disappointed as we sat down on a bench. "I'm guessing that means no on second date… huh?"

"I'm really sorry…" I said, feeling slightly uncomfortable. "But I'd be more than willing to hang out with you again as friends…"

Tommy looked at, a smile on his face as he nodded. "Okay then," he said. "Let's just be friends then. And who knows, maybe someday you'll be willing to give me a second date!"

I smiled and nodded. "Anything's possible…"

I suddenly spotted Liz and Stephen walking around, Tara and Conner not far behind them. "Hey! Liz! Tara! Conner! Superboy!"

The four of them looked over as I shouted and waved for them. Liz and Tara immediately ran over, looking giddy with anticipation. I shook my head at them and their pout fest began. Conner and Stephen made it over. "Iron Girl," Stephen said with an annoyed glace. "How many times do I have to say it? I'm a man, not a boy. A boy wouldn't have these dashing good looks and charm."

"Yea… what ever you say Superboy," I said, rolling my eyes as Stephen let out an exasperated sigh. "So how did all of you spend your day? You know, after you ditched us."

"Ditched you?" Tara asked, feigning shock and hurt. "We would never! We came back and saw that you two had ditched us!"

"Yes, it was very rude of you two to do such a thing!" Liz said, still pouting at the outcome of her attempts at playing matchmaker.

"Uh-huh," I said, rolling my eyes.

Soon after we all headed out, the carnival closing down for the day. Tommy stopped me before I headed off to get in the car with my friends. "Hey… I just had to say this again, I'm really sorry for earlier. But that ex you're still not over… he was an idiot for letting you go," he said causing me to wince. "I know I don't know the whole story but… you seem pretty cool and any guy that's stupid enough to let someone like that go… well it's their loss."

"It… wasn't really like that. But thanks anyway…"

Tommy blushed and nodded. "O-oh… I'm sorry again then. I was just wondering though… can I have your number so I can get in contact with you again. You know… so we can, hang out again…"

I smiled and nodded, pulling a pen out of my purse writing down my phone number on his arm. He grinned, taking the pen and doing the same with his number on my arm. "I'll talk to you later," I said with a smile as I waved and ran to where the car was waiting.

I got in and rode home, listening to Liz and Tara complain about how they'd been sure that Tommy and I would've been perfect for each other if I'd just given him more of a chance. I was the first to be dropped off so I quickly got out and bid my friends farewell.

Once I got inside I walked towards the computer, figuring I should probably check my email and Facebook. I sat down and logged on. Funny thing about the internet though. You end up going on for one thing and then spend hours doing something else. Sometimes you even fall asleep at the computer. That's what happened to me. And then I woke up around three in the morning and there was a little popup ad that read, "CONGRADULATIONS! YOU'VE JUST ORDERED YOUR VERYOWN HETALIA UNITS!"

What the hell? Stupid popup spam thingies. I clicked the button that would exit out of it and it disappeared. I then looked and saw that I had a new email. I opened it, curious to who their right minds would be emailing me so late.

"Thank you for ordering our Hetalia Units. Please allow 3-4 buisness days for your shipments to begin arriving

-Flying Mint Bunny Co."

Well shit. I was probably going to be seeing a lot of spam mail like that. I mean, who in their right mind would actually believe such a ridiculous email? Then I saw the bottom of the email and had to stop myself from laughing.

"P.S.

This isn't a joke that you should just write off as spam mail. You really be receiving Hetalia Units. Manuals will be included. It's ill-advised to ignore the manuals."

Whoever had made this had really outdone their selves.

Oooh... I've been wanting to do this for so long x) I've been wanting to write a manual story since I found out about them! But I was already writing This Can't Be Real when that happened, so I didn't feel like it would be a good idea to take on a second story like that. I'm pretty sure if I had... neither would've ended up ever getting finished xP That's just what happens far too often with my stories so I used what little self-control I have and decided to wait ^.^ And then I came up with the idea of incorporating it into the sequel a couple months ago. So... here we go :D Let the chaos begin!

Oh, also, there probably won't be an update on Wednesday. It's the fourth and such so my family is doing some stuff :) So... happy 4th in advance :D

America: Oh yea! It's mah birthday so all the attention is going to be on the hero!

...Sorry about his obnoxiousness ^.^'

America: Psh, why apologize? I'm the hero! I deserve the attention!

Yea... anyway... hope you all enjoyed the chapter ^.^