Edit; So, I fixed the two errors that I just happened to notice. Sorry 'bout that~!

WOOT~! Lainy here, hope you all had an awesome Christmas/other holiday that you celebrate~! I got a new pair of boots that are PERFECT for cosplaying, I went to Wal-Greens dressed as France and got a hug from someone~! I also have some wicked headphones, so I'm a pretty happy camper.

Anyway, story-wise, I'm updating again~! I'll try and actually make this longer because I have more time, and no one is here~! :3

TO THE STORY, READERS~! *insert Batman music*

"Holy mother of Spain's Tomatoes [1], what the fuck Prussia?" I yowl, attempting to calm my nerves in case America decides to become conscious again and put me back in there. Ammy just stands there, wandering off a bit before running and glomping who I believe is China.

"Well, Frau, I could ask you the same thing. What are you doi- did you just call me the awesome Prussia?!" the awesomeness that is my choice of Cosplay questions in shock, noticing my choice of calling him by Country. I sigh, rolling off of him before France can run in and be a pervert -I'm a bit scared of what could happen between him and Ammy- or Japan running in and taking a picture. Prussia stands up and offers me a hand, which I gladly take, standing up and brushing dust from my wonderful, dirty cosplay. Prussia does a double-take.

"Frau, are you a crazy stalker or something? You look exactly like the Awesome Me!" the nation says in disbelief.

"Chill out, bro-ski. First, I called you Prussia because that's who you are. I could also call you Gilbert, Gil, Your Awesomeness, or East. Second, I am not a crazy stalker. And, Third," I say, taking out a dusty CD case from my Domo-kun backpack[2] and popping it into a DVD player," You are from an Anime, and you are somehow here, but since you are the only character I really care about cosplaying-well, besides Iggy-brows, Romano, and Canada, I am cosplaying as you. Make sense?" I question, showing him some of the episodes he was in via Season 4. Ammy brings back 2 nations, and I visibly turn pale...

...because Ammy brought the rest of the BTT. An arm steadies me from falling, and I back away from France. Ammy laughs and says something about looking pale enough to be Prussia. Luckily, he might think I'm a guy, considering I wrapped my chest for my cosplay. Prussia steps in front of me, shielding me slightly as I try to regain some knowledge about ass-kicking. I don't have a weapon -more specifically, My beautiful shotgun that I've had for over ten years- to protect myself, unfortunately, but I have a golf-club[3] in my back pack. Spain pushes France back, noticing how nervous I am, and comes up to me and hugs me. I relax slightly, smiling and noting that I needed to tell Brianna about this. Someone else walks in, and I laugh happily.

I run to the person, hugging my cleverly-disguised-as-France friend Kaitlyn. She lets out a screech before pushing my away from her. I point at the real France. "There, my friend, is living proof of why we call you France. HE'S SO SCARY." I yowl, noting the staring match between the two. A shadow darkens the room.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON IN HERE?!" a voice booms. I smile in glee and turn around, hugging the German nation of Germany. (That sounded a bit derpish, no?)

"GERMANY~!" I yell, smiling up at the tall country. I suddenly stop, realizing that Germany could easily kill me. Ammy takes out glow sticks and yells out "GERMAN SPARKEL PARTEH" before dancing like a lunatic. Everyone just looks at her. I announce I was not in any way related to her, and that I apologize for her actions. We all ignore her, and I am introduced to various nations before America comes out of the room I was in. He glares at Ammy slightly before turning to me.

"Dude, follow me," he says, taking my wrist before I can answer him. He pushes me into an office and has me sit down. I frown, shivering at how cold this place is. The chair in front of me turns around, revealing Russia. His purple eyes have a dangerous gleam to them, something that unnerves me slightly. I honestly like Russia, he's pretty darn cool. His voice send a shiver down my back.

"Listen closely. We need you to help us get back home. This is a serious issue," he says darkly, grabbing his faucet pipe and holding it threateningly. "You understand, da?"

I nod, slightly scared of the faucet pipe which got me into this whole mess. The darkness is wiped away, replaced by a child-like smile.

"Yay! That's good! I'm sorry about hitting you. I thought you would run away again. You forgive me, da?" he asks.

"Y-yes. Er, I mean, Da," I say, deciding that it was best not to make Russia mad when no one was around. My phone rings, this time singing, "I'm a new soul, I came to this strange world, Hoping I could learn a bit 'bout how to give and take." I picked it up, and heard a slightly annoyed voice.

"You, my friend, are in so much trouble." I frowned for a second, before smiling and asking Russia if I could leave for a minute. He nodded, and I walked out.

"Yes, Mr. Spain?" I ask, sounding rather childish.

"I still don't get why you call me that," the voice says, half to himself.

"Because you look kind of like Spain~!" I reply happily.

"I'll never understand you. Anyways, I have a problem," my Spanish friend says darkly.

"Yes, Ozy?" I ask.

"Is there any reason that I have Japan and Greece in front of my house?" he asks, a hint of confusion in his voice. I look up, seeing China looking for the eastern nation. I sigh.

"He should be here in Europe. England, to be exact. Why Greece is there, I don't know. But it is kind of funny, considering I ship them."

"You what? You ship us? Why wourd you do that? I am terring you, I wirr not stand for this!" a Japanese voice yells. I wince slightly.

"Woops~! Gotta go, Japan~! Germany is drunk and dancing with Italy, who somehow is shirtless. Bye~!"I say quickly, hanging up the phone. I walk into the room Russia was in.

"Russia, I need a plane. It seems Japan and Greece wanted to visit me at home and didn't get the notice..."

[1] I usually yell that all of the time in place of Holy Sh*t.

[2] BRIANNA GOT ME A DOMO BACKPACK WOO~!

[3] Golf Clubs. BEST. WEAPON. EVER.

I

I have no words

for my sudden lack of good ides

and yeah.

Greece

and Japan.

I ship them

About the whole Kaitlyn-as-France thing, she's our France, and Ozy-san is our Spain. I don't believe Ozy likes Greece, and I love Japan, therefore, they are at his house.

I DO NOT, IN ANY WAY, HATE RUSSIA NII-CHAN. He's one of my favorite characters. Ammy suggested that I make him scary, which is why he's so dark.(I don't make him so dark, usually he's written as sweet and childish) She also approves of this. I'd have to ask everyone else about their approval, though.