This is an epic chapter. I wanted to add more of my dear friend Jappy, but I couldn't find the right places. So, I'd like to take a little time to describe him: He's JUST like me. And I'm just like him! We're crazy, fun and WUNDEBAR! Just like yew guise~ :3

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Chapter Four

Kiera got out of the van after she had shut it off. She walked to the side door and knocked on it, then smiled at the small noise of Canada's whimpering. She opened it quickly and jumped back when Canada was shoved onto the ground. When he hit the ground he made a small, pain-filled whimper.

"Whoa, Mattie, are you okay?" she asks, trying to keep from laughing. She cups her hand over mouth to keep the fit of giggles from escaping... But fails when some break out.

"Y-yeah, Alfred pushed me out..." he stammers as he picks himself off the ground with the help of Samantha. He then proceeds brush himself off.

"Alfred! Why would you such a thing?" Samantha scolds as she brushes the dust off of Canada's arm.

"I knew he wasn't gonna get out himself, and I really don't want to carry him, so I helped him out." America shrugged as he followed Canada out of the van.

"No, you just like being an ass to your brother." England comments as he comes out after America. "Not a surprise, I must say."

America glares at him, "Dude, am I gonna have to punch you?" England snorts at America's threat.

"Oh, would you two shut up?" Marissa offers as she left the van. "I may have never watched Hetalia, but I've heard enough about it from these two," Marissa points to Kiera and Sam, "to know your arguing habits."

"Heh heh heh, yeah... Sorry about that, Marissa," Kiera puts an arm around her shoulders. "The obsession never ceases." Kiera began to noogie Marissa's head.

"H-hey! What are you-?! Sam, help!" Marissa flails about desperately. She hated for her hair to be messed with.

Sam shook her head and giggled "Kiera, c'mon. We've got to introduce the guys to the others."

Kiera instantly steps back "No-ho-ho WAY am I doing that again," she protests. She turns her head to the ground in a pout. She didn't want to explain it again... So, she thought of something. A plan of something.

"You know what? I'm gonna wait outside. You guys call me in when it's over." She sits on the lawn swing behind her and crosses her arms for emphasis.

Sam looked at her sideways. "Come on Kiera..." she whines, "It's not as fun without you. And I want you to see everyone's faces!" Sam sits next to her, pouting a bit.

Kiera shakes her head fervently. "No-to-the-WAY! I'm too impatient. You know that~!"

Sam sighs and shakes her head and smiles. "Fine, you win." she gets up and walks away. Kiera must really hate to explain things. "You can stay out here."

America looks back and forth between the girls he has come to know as Kiera and Samantha, "Wait, she's not coming?" he points at Kiera. "Awh, I like her company..."

Canada moves closer to Sam's side. "I-I like hers." Sam gives Canada a reassuring smile. He gives a small one back.

England watches everyone, shrugs, and moves to Marissa, "She's got sass." he says pointing to Marissa.

Marissa give the 'I don't care what you think' look to England and says with sarcasm "Good for you."

Sam giggled. "Don't worry, Alfred, She'll come in once everything has been blown through." She looks at Kiera "She's just being a baby."

Kiera sticks her tongue out at her and Marissa chuckles. "C'mon, lets get this over with." she says.

"Come along, Matthew." Sam coos. Canada follows her reluctantly to the door. Marissa follows as well, then England. America stops at the door and looks back at Kiera, then follows the others in. The door opens, music can be heard for a second, and then everyone disappears into the house.

Kiera sat in the darkness, kicking her feet and singing to herself.

As soon as Sam stepped in the house, she regretted leaving Charles home with the stereo and Kiera's Panic! At The Disco CD's in reach. The song "Casual Affair" could be heard from the kitchen.

Canada reaches out to attach himself to Sam. She gladly opens her arms. She understood how he must feel. England's reaction was exactly what she had expected. He quickly covers his ears and yells "What in the bloody hell is THIS!"

"What do you mean, man!? This is an awesome song! It's by Panic! At The Disco! A band in the U.S.A...aka ME! Hahahahaha~" grinned America as he danced to the music.

"This is Charles. Well, Kiera's taste... I'll go and turn it off, seeing how you're a little busy at the moment, Sam." Sam smiled sincerely. Marissa chuckled a bit and left Sam alone with the three blond nations. Soon enough, the music was turned down and then off, and Charles's loud angry voice could be heard from the kitchen.

"Hey! Why did you turn off the music? Bull shit, man!"

"Aw, shut up Charles and go help Sam!" scolded Marissa; she was really not in the mood for this crap.

Charles grumbled as he made his way into the hallway where Sam and the nations were waiting. Once Charles caught sight of Sam and the people standing around her, his eyes bulged out of his eye sockets and his jaw dropped to the floor. "Sam?" Charles asked in shock.

"Yes, Charles?" Sam smirked at her friends face. It's not everyday you see the 'awesome' Charles's face look as retarded as it did now. When Sam smirked, Charles closed his mouth quickly and started to fume.

"Oui, Austria!" shouted Charles as he got closer to the group. At this, Sam's face fell.

"Well... Hahaha... Charles! Meet Canada, England, and America!" Sam said as she quickly but quietly moved herself to the point she was hiding behind Canada.

"Keseseses... Vell, vell. Vhat do ve have here? How did you end up vith zem, Specs?" Charles said in his fake Prussia accent.

"Don't call me Specs!" Sam called from behind Canada.

Canada looked at Charles, then to behind him where Sam was hiding. "Austria? Specs? Isn't that what Gilbert calls Roderich?" Canada asks, tilting his head to the side.

"Yes... Now that you mention that... Didn't that boys voice sound a little... I don't know, like Gilbert's?" stated England. Canada nodded, agreeing with the Englishmen.

Charles snorted. "That's because I am Prussia, you dummkopfs! I am the awesome Prussia! Kneel down und cry!" Charles said again in her fake Prussian accent. His face formed a teenage version of Prussia's rape face.

"What?" asked England and America in confusion. Shock and confusion were right across their faces.

"Y-you can't be Gilbert... Y-your half... Uh..." stuttered the Canadian.

"Half-black? Yeah, I know!" Yes, Charles is a cute little half-black boy. And he's very proud of it. "Keseseses...of course I can be Gilbert and half-black! Who do you think is hiding behind you ?!" snickered Charles. "She's Austr-" He was cut short when a hand was placed over his mouth.

"Pay no mind to him. He's talking crazy." said a fairly short girl with a Nirvana T-shirt stretched over cookie monster pj pants.

Charles glared at the girl and tried to say something, most likely some kind of insult, but his words were muffled by the hand that covered his mouth. Not soon after, an invisible light bulb clicked on in her head. An idea sparkled in his eyes.

"Sorry about him," the girl continued but stopped and quickly released Charles. "Eww!"

Sam dashed out from behind Canada. "What happened?" questioned Sam when she stepped closer to the girl.

"He licked me!" she exclaimed as she she rubbed her hand on her pants leg, trying to get rid of Charles's saliva off her.

"Oh, you'll be fine, Spain. There for a moment I thought he bit you." giggled Sam, as she waves the air in front of her, as if trying to wave away some of the tension.

"No, I won't!" the girl says, a hint of hurt in her voice.

"Spain?" the nations questioned. Sure, she some what resembled the Spanish speaking nation. But the girls eyes were a chocolate brown not a bright sparkly green, and she had about five more pounds on the stomach area.

The girl giggled like Spain. "My name is Leigh Ann. My nickname is Spain." she explains to the guys.

"Oh!" America nods in understanding.

England looked at America, still confused. "What do you mean 'Oh', you twit?"

America shook his head. "Dude, did you not just hear her a second ago?" he questioned. "She said Spain was her nickname. Her actual name is Leigh Ann."

England dropped his look of confusion. "Oh... I see now. But why call yourselves by countries?"

Marissa raised her hand lazily. "I believe I can answer that." She leaned against the wall and observed her fingernails. "Well," Marissa began. "It all began when Kiera was obsessed with Hetalia. And then she got Sam into it, Kiera got Charles to like it and they just came up with random nicknames." She shrugged. "But Sam and Kiera are the most obsessed... It's all they have ever talked about for four years!"

Sam giggles at Marissa. "Sorry, Romania! We just can't help it!"

America smirked. "She's Romania?" He pointed to Marissa.

"Yeah," Marissa responds. "Be careful, or I might bite you." She snaps in his direction for emphasis. At this Sam giggled.

"It's NOT funny!" yells a concerned American. "She could seriously, like, turn me into a vampire or something." He folds his arms tightly into his chest.

Sam waited for Kiera to respond to America's discomfort, but realized she was still waiting outside. "Oh! Kiera's still outside!" she exclaims. She looks at everyone in the group. "Does everyone understand what's going on, now? I don't want to bring Kiera in and have to explain things again. She wouldn't be too happy."

They all nod and she was about to call for her when Megan and Jake stepped into the small hallway. "What's going on in here?" Megan asks looking at the guest with a smile.

Sam facepalms. "Megan, Jake, meet America, England and Canada." She points to each of the countries as she says their name. "We found them in U.D.F."

Jake tilts his head to the side slightly, looking at each of the nation's face. "From... Axis Powers?"

Megan does just as Jake has and her face lights up. "Hetalia!~" she screeches.

Jake walks a bit closer to the group, a small look of confusion still plastered on his face. "Are they... Real?" he asks as he moves to England. Jake then pokes his face and England's cheeks glow red.

"Don't touch me, you wanker!" England says as he smacks Jake's hand away from his face, in anger.

Everyone laughs at how angry England had gotten, and Sam shakes her head. "Haha~ Yes, Jake. They are very real. So..." she switches to Kiera. "Are we all on the same page? It's getting cold outside."

"Wait!" Jake shouts. "How did they get here? Why are they here?"

"We don't know," Marissa replies. "But I assume we're gonna find out."

Sam sighs. "Good... I can let Kiera in." she says as she makes her way to the front door. "Kiera! We're done!" she calls. About a moment later Kiera appears at the door.

"Oh, thank Buddha!" Kiera sighs loudly. "I get cold easily!" She shook her body violently with her arms crossed in tightly towards her. "Brr~!" She looks up from her complaining, sees America standing in the hallway, smiling, and runs to glomp him.

Kiera glomped America so hard, they both fell onto the floor laughing. "Hahaha~!" America laughs. "You're strong, too! You're the best." He continues to laugh.

Kiera laughs with him. "Haha~! You don't have to tell me that." she replies. "I'm American, therefore I am amazing!" She beams.

Sam watches the two on the floor and sighs. "Do you guys need help?"

"No," Kiera replies quickly. She snuggled into America. "It's comfy down here."

"So, Kiera." America says. "We know some of their country names. What's yours?"

Kiera looks up to Sam. "You explained our country names?"

Sam laughed at her small surprise. "Yes, cause I know how you hate to explain things~."

Kiera laughed again. "Good! I'm so relieved..." She looks America in the face again. "I'm Germany!"

America chokes on his own spit, as he looks slightly shocked. "G-Germany?"

England is as equally shocked. "But she's nothing like Germany!"

Sam sighed. "Yes, we know this, but if it makes you feel better America, Megan over there is you."

"Oh~ Really! B-but Kiera is so much like me!" he sobbed a bit as he followed Sam's pointer finger to a girl, who was taller than Sam and Charles by about 3-4 inches. She also had brown hair.. She had pretty chestnut eyes and had an excited smile as she waved fervently at the United States. He awkwardly waved back with a toothy grin.

"But I can act very much like Germany..." Kiera began. She stands up abruptly and turned to Charles quickly. "Italy! Vhy veren't you at training today? Do you know how much vork I put into zat obstacle course? Ooo~!" Kiera closes her eyes tightly and put a hand to her 'throbbing' head. "I can not imagine someone so lazy! Except for that Capitalistic bastard, of course..." She smiles at America.

America looked a little shocked when Kiera called him a Capitalistic bastard, but when she smiled, he dropped to the ground again, rolling with laughter. "Oh. My. God! Your accent.. Haha~! It was dead on, dude! I was actually scared for him for a second! Bahahaha~!"

Charles grins at America. " Oh, but I vasn't scared... Mein bruder vould never hurt me." He sticks her tongue out at Kiera, and she laughs.

"Oh, but you should be, mein bruder. I vould kill you is ze quickness of und heartbeat." She smiles menacingly and tackles Charles to the ground. They roll around, pretending to have a 'Civil War'.

America laughs even harder, knowing the Civil War joke well. He slowly gets up from the ground and wipes his eyes. "So, bro's, what are your guys nicknames?" America asks pointing the the rest of the group.

"We'll get to those later... I think right now we should focus more on where the others are at and nicknames later." Sam says, a little frustrated.

"So... What about the others?" Megan asks. a little confused.

America looks at Canada and England. He turns his head to the ground. "Oh... Shit."

Sam looks a little taken back. "What's wrong?"

"Ugh... Nothing," the American sighs. "I just didn't realize how much work this would take..."

"Damn," Kiera jumps in. "True that. We're supposed to be partying!"

Sam shakes her head in bemused dismay at Kiera's remark. "Don't you want to meet the other countries, Germany?"

"Uh! Yeah, I guess..." Kiera sighs dramatically. She moves to America, bumps England out of the way and holds him around the waist. "But, really, America is all I need!"

Sam shakes her head again as Kiera nuzzles America and he laughs. She then walks to stand in front of England.

"So Arthur," she begins. "Any idea where some of the others might be?"

Britain looks at the crowd of teenagers that stand there watching him, waiting for a response. He was kind of nervous, not really knowing how each of them behaved. England was a little scared of Charles; he was loud and squeaky and his music was lethal. He looked to the ceiling to avoid his eyes. "Um... I can't really remember..." He looks past Kiera and America, he then sets his gaze on the Canadian. "Do you remember anything, Matthew?"

Canada jumps slightly at the sound of his name. He had been content the moment before, lost in his own thoughts. But now he began to shake again. "W-what was that, eh?" he stammers.

"We're all wondering where the others might be," Sam smiles at the nervous nation. "Do you have any ideas?"

Once again, Canada calms at the sound of the younger females voice. His shaking slows down. "Well..." he looks to the ground in thought. "I think I remember Germany saying he was gonna look for a police station?"

"Oh yeah!" America shouts, "Austria and Prussia went with him!"

Charles's ears perk up. "Prussia?!" his voice squeaks.

England jumps back at the sound of her voice. Sam laughs. "I wonder if they found it, then..."

"So, you do have one?" England questions.

"Well, duh!" Kiera calls to England. "This might be a small town, but you wouldn't believe all the crazy shit that goes on!" she laughs.

"With you living here, it wouldn't surprise me..." England mutters.

"Hey! My crime rate is much better than yours, douche bag!" America jumps to defend Kiera.

England's face flushes pink, "My country is experiencing a difficult time! I can't help it..."

Jake watches the two men argue. He looks at Samantha. "I really can't believe this is happening!" the Aryan exclaims excitedly

Sam sighs "Unfortunately..." she puts on stern a face and shouts, "If you lady's wish to keep fighting then take it outside! There will be no fighting when I am in the house!"

America and England, grabbing each other by the shirt, stop instantly at this outburst and looks at her.

Sam gives it a second, trying to bring herself down from her Nazi outburst , then smiles warmly as she clasps her hands behind her back. "Thank you. Now," she gets back to business," We have an idea where the Germanic nations are... The others?" Canada shook his head, Sam nodded.

"Do you think that Germany might know where the other have gone to?" Kiera asks.

"Uhm..." America sighs in thought. "Probably. He's such a freak about order and plans and all that... So, I'd count on it!"

"Good!" Sam J. claps her hands together. "In speaking of a plan... We need a search-and-rescue idea." She turns to Kiera. "Well, Kiera, you are Germany after all."

At this, Kiera smiles slyly. She motions for everyone to come closer to her. They surround the girl in a large circle.

"Okay, so this is what we're gonna do..."

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DUH-OODZ! I TOTALLY went Halloween partying today, and I freaking got the fuhrer DOWN! I'm a kickass dancer. Like, mostly slutty, but I'm not really that way! It's just that when the music takes me, it actually takes me and has its way with me :I BUT I'M NOT COMPLAINING! I just get stares from hot guise -w- Anywhore, brohuhs! Like it, eh? :D