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She was furious. She was tearing her hair out. "How could he do this? How?" she screeched. That's what her body was doing, anyways. In truth, Ukraine was watching all this from inside her mind. Her body wasn't under her control. Oddly enough, she wasn't scared, she only felt curious as to what was going on. Right now, she was ranting and nearly frothing at the mouth. "My daughter!" she screeched, "He has. My. Daughter!"

"Calm down!" she heard someone shout. She turned to see someone who looked like...Sealand? Well, Sealand all grown up. He was wearing a tunic and a strange hat. "Look," said grownup Sealand, "I'm going to run down to Bonehead's place and get your daughter, ok? She'll be back soon."

Ukraine wiped her eyes and nodded. There was a flash of light, and Sealand was gone. Ukraine held out her hand, and a scythe appeared in it. Then she turned around to see Prussia behind her, wearing a gold toga and fidgeting. She growled and held up her scythe. Prussia backed up. "You bastard!" Ukraine shouted, swinging the scythe-

Ukraine shot straight up, panting. Oh God, oh God. She had attacked Prussia! Granted, it was a dream, but still...

Slowly, she looked around. Why was she on a couch and not in her bed. Oh, right. She had fallen asleep when it was time for break. Her eyes landed on the clock. It was two in the afternoon. Wait, the break ends at one thirty...oh crap!

Quickly, Ukraine sprang up and sprinted back to the meeting room. She made it there in under two minutes, all but slamming into her seat. She looked around and breathed a sigh of relief. The only nations there were ones with a sense of punctuality, like Germany and Japan, or the ones who followed said nations everywhere (a.k.a. Italy). So, technically she wasn't late. Over the next few minutes, almost everyone filed back into the room, with one noticeable exception.

"Hey, dudes," asked America, taking his place at the meeting table. "Has anyone seen Prussia?"

Everyone shrugged. "It can't take him that long to go to the bathroom," whispered Canada, "Did something happen?"

No one paid attention except Kumajiro, who simply said, "Who are you?"

"I'm Canada."

There was a loud, unmanly scream (a.k.a. screech) from down the hall as Prussia was literally thrown onto the meeting table with a thump. Walking slowly in behind him was Russia, grinning insanely and slapping his pipe against the palm of his hand. Russia picked up Prussia by the collar. "Now, tell me why you did such an unkind thing to my little sister?"

Confused, Ukraine looked at the others for help. Most seemed just as mystified, but most of the Allies and all of the Axis were shifting in their seats uncomfortably. "L-look, Russia," Prussia gasped out, "I didn't mean to-to hurt-she was following-she's my sister!" Russia's brow crinkled in confusion. "Uh...I mean she's like a sister to me!"

Russia brought the other country close to his face. "If you ever, and I mean ever mess with her again, you had better buy yourself one million diapers and a body cast." He threw Prussia back onto the table and stomped out.

As the door slammed, Prussia sat up, and Gilbird came out from his hiding place in Prussia's pocket, feathers slightly ruffled. There was silence for a moment, and then Prussia gave a loud laugh. "Kesesesese! The joke's on him! I already have an awesome diaper!" Another silence. "...I said that out loud, didn't I?"

"What a meeting," groaned England, rubbing his temples. "Am I right, Flying Mint Bunny?"

Flying Mint Bunny nodded. "Who knew Prussia wore diapers?"

England frowned. That conversation had seemed familiar, somehow. It gave him a headache. "Anyways, what should we do tonight?" he asked.

Flying Mint Bunny seemed to think on this as she flew. "Well..." she said, "We could try that new spell you've been working on."

England shook his head. "I still need the wolfsbane and the basilisk fang. People look at you kind of weird when you ask for those at the grocery store."

Flying Mint Bunny stared at him. "Please tell you didn't actually...never mind, of course you did." She thought some more. "How about...we reread the Harry Potter series."

"We did that last night," England reminded her.

"Well...why don't we visit France?"

England stared at her. "You're joking, right?"

"Uh, dude?" said a familiar voice, "People are gonna think you're crazy, talking to your imaginary friends like that. More crazy than usual anyways."

England covered Bunny's ears protectively and glared at America. "She's not imaginary! You just can't see her because you don't believe in the Fae!"

America rolled his eyes. "Dude, last week you said the king snake in Ukraine's garden was a basilisk and tried to defang it. You completely scared her and ticked off Russia."

Bunny facepalmed as England winced at the memory. "It was an easy mistake to make!"

America shook his head and walked off. England sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Sorry, Bunny," he said.

Bunny shook her head. "It's okay." She rubbed the back of her head with her front paw. "So...do you have any ideas?"

"You know, Bunny, this was a pretty good idea," said England as he ate another bite of frozen yogurt. The two sat on a bench on the shore, looking out at the ocean. Bunny was silent as she slowly ate her own yogurt. "Bunny, is something wrong?"

Bunny sighed. "England, there's...something I have to tell you." She took a breath. "You see...I'm...I'm not really a fae."

England blinked. "What?"

Bunny nodded. "I...well...what I really am..." She closed her eyes. "It's complicated."

England furrowed his brow. "Why are you telling me this now?"

Bunny shook her head. "Changes are coming and...well...it's better if you know now. Hopefully, you won't freak out as much later." There was silence. "...I have to go," she finally said, flying off, "Thanks for the yogurt!"

England blinked. "W-wait! What do you mean? What are you, then?" But Bunny either ignored him or was too far away to hear. "...Who are you?"

"So it has begun?"

"Yes. My little friends have already witnessed changes in personality and behavior."

"Excellent. How are the companions dealing with this?"

"I don't think Kumajiro or Gilbird have gotten word yet. Amp-I mean Flying Mint Bunny seems nervous, though."

"Understandable. She is his wife after all...not that he remembers her. Keep an eye out."

"I will."

I now ship EnglandxFMB.

The opening dream sequence was inspired by the great George O'Connor (if you can't find out, I'll tell you what he wrote in a few chapters)

Also, the diaper joke came from a conversation I had with Angel999FTW (thanks, BTW)

Hopefully I will upload weekly starting...next week! (Though school starts in a month, so it might get a bit hectic...)