ASADASFGH I AM SOOOO SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT. I REALLY AM. LIKE, TOTALLY. School's started back up, so I barely have time to breathe, since exams are coming up and all, and I just got accepted into my number one high school choice! And THANK YOU FOR 12 REVIEWS SO FAR! I WAS SO HAPPY WHEN I SAW THAT NUMBER, I REALLY WAS. ;_; Anyways, thanks to those of you who let me use your OC'S! I'll have your requests up soon! Anyways, longest author's note on here, so I'll shut up now~

"YEAH! WOO! DUDE, WE HAVE YOU ALL SURROUNDED!" America's energetic and loud voice laughed once again as we all filled into the front lawn-which was beautifully well-kept and serene. Standing on what seemed to be a military tank from World War II was no other than the blue-eyed "Hero", America. The other countries part of the Allies were also standing next to the tank, wearing annoyed expressions.

"Ja, ja, we got that. What are you doing here?" Germany asked, sighing in exasperation.

"To defeat you, the Axis Powers!" the eager American replied, pointing to Germany. "Obviously!"

Japan and Germany's face met their palms. "A-America-san…the war ended a long time ago, don't you remember?" Japan asked.

"We told you, blood git!" the blond, shaggy-haired man said, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. "We all told you!"

"B-But…aw, okay, you got me. I just thought it's be fun to reenact it, but if you hate the idea, than that's okay… " America suddenly hopped off the tank and ventured into a corner of the lawn, emitting emo-ness all around him.

"We are sorry about that, Germany. This git doesn't know when to quit. We're sorry for interrupting whatever it was you were doing with your guest," England said, motioning to me.

"Wait, guest?" America's head shot up and he raced over towards me. "Who're you?"

I felt my cheeks flare up, then answered, "M-Melody."

His blue eyes sparkled with interest as he slung an arm around my shoulder. "Hah! And what's an AMERICAN doing her? Oh, wait, stop, I already know: you came to see ME! Am I right? Of course I'm right, hah!"

"Comrade Germany has a guest?" the blond-haired nation with a childish grin asked, titling his head to the side.

"Ohonhonhon~ she iz quite cute, oui?" The flamboyant nation smirked. "What iz her name again?"

"Melody, ve! We found her seeping on Japan's couch!" Italy piped up. "And she likes pasta!"

I could feel myself about to have a nosebleed from all these guys. That, or it was really hot outside.

"Aiyaa! And she has Shinatty-chan on her shorts, aru!" the oldest nation said excitedly, pointing to my Hello Kitty shorts. I chose a good day to wear Hello Kitty, yes I did…

"A-Ano…perhaps we could talk better inside? Melody-san looks as if she might pass out from the heat…" Japan suggested softly.

If only you knew, Japan…

"Japan, this tea is awesome. I've never had tea, 'cause it always looked nasty and like it was for old people, but this is so tasty," I said after he had served us tea once we were all inside. I, being the calm and cool Mexican that I am, acted natural, despite the permanent blush I seem to have gained.

"Um…thank you," the Asian nation replied, sitting down by the small table in the dining area.

"Okay, now tell me, did Germany buy you off the internet so he can fulfill his dirty desires of sadism with you?" America asked, suddenly very serious.

I burst into a fit of laughter. "N-No way! I chose to come here, stupid,"

"What? Why?" he asked.

"Heh, um, well, you see…" I started, setting down my cup of tea.

And thus I explained about how I got there, and how I have to help Cooper again in order to go back home (which, I really didn't want to, but I didn't add that part in).

"This is hard to believe," England said after a while.

"I know, right?" I agreed, sipping my tea. "Pero, I'm telling the truth. Just ask Japan."

"Zo, you'll be ztaying wiz uz for a while," France sighed happily.

"That don't mean you can just rape her, France," America said, glaring at the flamboyant nation. "She is MY citizen, after all!"

"J-Just so you know, America, I am Mexican…mixed with French," I pointed out quietly, smiling.

"WHAT? HOW?" Everyone roared in unison, causing me to jump.

"Oh, well, you know, maybe there was a Frenchie who was all, 'Ohonhonhon, 'ello zere Mexican girl!' and she was all like, 'Oh, gosh, he's hot, so maybe I'll have his ninos and raise un familia!' and then you know, they got together and-"

"That's not what we meant!" Germany interrupted, his pale face flushed red.

"We didn't know you were part…rapist!" America cried, eyes brimming with dramatic tears. "How can you call yourself and AMERICAN?"

"Guys, my middle name is French, that's it. My dad's family is part French, but other than that, I'm mostly Hispanic." I explained.

"Oh. Well, at least you don't look like…that," England motioned to France.

"You're just jealous of moi!" France cried.

Suddenly, we all heard a crash, followed by a few profanities.

"D-Did you hear that?" I asked. Everyone nodded. "W-What do you think-"

"HEY! YOU SON OF A BITCH, JAPAN!"

I jumped at the sudden yell. We looked over at Japan, who was shaking his head tiredly.

"W-Who was that?" I asked.

"Cooper's little sister, Silver-san," he replied, standing up.

"Cooper? That gay guy that's obsessed with his sister?" America asked, rolling his blue eyes.

"Da…he reminds me of my little sister…" Russia commented, growing scared at the mere mention of her.

"I'll go see what's wrong with her." Japan left the room in a hurry. Who ever this Silver person is, she must be horrible.

I sat back down on the floor, reaching for my white iPhone.

"Okay, everyone, this is going on Facebook, smile!" I said, holding up the small phone. Germany instantly covered the camera lens. "Boo, you're no fun, Germany!"

"I don't want to get publicly humiliated on the Internet." was his stern reply.

"Ay, so sensitive. 'No sabes como te deseo, no sabes como te sonado…'" I lied on my back with my headphones plugged in my ears.

"Is this what you do all day at home?" he asked, giving me a questioning look.

"Yeah, pretty much. I have no little brothers or sisters, but I do have a big sister. She moved to Colorado, 'cause her husband's in the air force."

"So you're alone, aru?" China asked.

"Yup. But I can survive,"

"Isn't it lonely, ve?" Italy piped up, grabbing a strand of my hair and braiding it (A/N: Yes, Italy can braid hair XD)

I hesitated. "…A little. But, I'm fine. I go to school most of the day, so I'm fine."

"Ohonhonhon~ I can gladly keep you company…" France smirked, blue eyes narrowing.

"Wanker, stop trying to pick up innocent young girls," England muttered.

"But, Iggy, innocent young girls are the best kind of girls!" I pointed out, rolling onto my stomach to give Italy better access to my hair.

"Oh my God, you are related to that guy…" America sighed, shaking his head in disappointment as he sat down with Italy and me.

"Yup~ but I'm Mexican proud!"

"NO, JAPAN! WOULD YOU LISTEN TO ME FOR FIVE SECONDS? I DIDN'T WANT TO BRING THAT BITCH HERE! SHE MADE ME!" A loud, pissed-off voice rang out through the Japanese-style home. All of us looked up immediately.

"S-Silver, calm down, that was the 3rd time you've broken my door down…" came Japan's calm voice.

"Yeah, crazy bitch, calm the freak down," an unknown voice also commented.

Suddenly, a tall, brown-haired girl came storming through the doorway, glaring at all of us through her electrifying green eyes. She huffed as she looked down at me. "And who the hell are you?"

I sat up, pulling the ear phones from my ears. "U-Um…first I'd like to know who you are…"

"Don't be smart with me, bitch! Who the hell are you?" she snapped.

"Silver, calm down, please." Japan came through the doorway behind her. "This is Melody. She'll be staying with us for a while. And this is Silver, Cooper's younger sister, Melody-san."

This was Cooper's sister? How? She's so…so…mean! The complete opposite from Cooper, who's impossibly nice!

"And this is…what was your name again, miss?" Japan asked someone in the hallway.

"Youka, stupid. Try listening sometime, eh?" a blond replied, stepping into the room. She had on a pretty normal outfit, a black camisole, dark blue skinny jeans, black boots…what weren't normal were the small bat wings coming from her back, along with the devil horns and tail.

"What the hell?" I mumbled as I scanned her body.

"You got a problem, girlie?" she glared with her bright blue eyes.

I shook my head quickly. "N-No problem, bro!"

"Now, Silver, would you explain exactly how she got here?" Japan asked finally.

YAY cliffhanger-sorta stuffs. Anyways, read and review please, bros! By the way, what Mel was singing when she got her iPhone was a song from Mana-"Oye mi Amor". Good stuff, good stuff. "Oye mi amor...no me digas que no! Y vamos juntando los cuerpos~"