After a few minutes I forced myself to get up and get ready. First off… I had become covered in sweat during the little incident. So I was to take a shower and that meant… I would have to go to the other bathroom. So that's just what I did, grabbing anything I would need along the way.

I walked past the kitchen, surprised to see the three units working together to make some food. I walked in and looked at them with confusion. "What're you three doing?" I asked, causing them to all look at me with surprise. "I told you I'd make breakfast when I was finished getting ready…"

Spain grinned, cracking an egg into the pan he had on the stove. The aromas wafting my way weren't bad. Whatever they were making smelled a lot better than what I was used to having for breakfast, which was usually just a bowl of ramen mixed with some veggies and leftover meat if I had any. "Oh, we thought we'd make breakfast and surprise you when you came out… but you don't look like you've gotten ready…"

"Oh… ah… thanks!" I said, unsure of how else to respond. "I was just going to take a shower first…"

Spain nodded, taking a quick look at what America was working on. "Well, when you're done with that, the food should be ready!"

"Okay then," I said, smiling at the trio of units, suddenly seeing the smirk that was playing on Prussia's lips. "Don't even think about it!"

"About what?" Prussia asked, trying to sound innocent.

Like I said before, Prussia can't play innocent very well. "You know what, you perv. If you come in there, there WILL be consequences."

"Oh? You'll punish me then?"

"Stop sounding like France! It's creepy!"

I quickly made my into the regular bathroom and closed the door, suddenly wish I had a lock on it. I turned on shower. I quickly stripped down and hopped in, closing the shower curtain just in case a perverted Prussian unit, or any other unit for that matter, decided to ignore warning.

The warm water felt good as it made contact with my body, soothing me and helping my muscles to relax. I began humming quietly as I lathered the shampoo into my hair. The humming quickly turned into singing as I forgot about my house guests. I was a shower singer… and a hairbrush singer… heck, I was just a singer. The words to Girls Can Rock by Lia, my favorite song from School Rumble, began sounding from me as I washed away the shampoo, conditioner, and soap.

When I'd finished the song I realized that I'd finished my shower as well. I turned off the water, hoping nobody had heard me. But if they had… it was no big deal. They'd have to get used to it eventually, I sang a lot so it wasn't like they'd never hear it. And Spain had a guitar so I'd be asking for some music sessions every so often.

I quickly dried off and used the blow-dryer for my hair. Since we were going to be going out and about the town I figured I may as well look nice. My clothes were what I would've normally worn when not working. A t-shirt and pair of jeans along with a pair of vans I would put on when we left. The choice of shirt today was a black one with a X made with two wooden steaks, the font over it reading, "…And then Buffy staked Edward. The End."

Next I put on a necklace I'd taken to wearing. It was pair of silver earbuds that had a bunch of fake jewels embedded into them. It was bit flashier than what I was used to, but I liked it and I'd gotten it on a really good sale at Hot Topic. I then applied a very minimal amount of makeup, having gotten slightly more used to wearing it again. I applied it so it looked like I was wearing almost nothing, trying to keep in natural but just enough to give me a slight confidence boost if it was needed. Lastly I ran a brush through my hair and put my glasses back on.

I was finished getting ready for the day just a little over ten minutes. Not a personal best when it came down to time spent, but I was cool with it. I just couldn't understand how some girls like Liz and Tara could take up to an hour getting ready. It made no sense in my mind. But maybe I just wasn't girly enough to understand it. I'm Canary and Mayotte took just as long as Tara and Liz, and remembering all they'd put me through for makeovers made me not even to ponder it any longer.

I took the towels and dirty clothes, putting them into the proper hampers as I walked towards the kitchen. When I arrived I saw that the three units were no longer in the kitchen. I could only hope they hadn't decided to wander out of the house on their own. Actually… just hoping that probably wasn't the best idea. I figured finding them would be a good idea as well.

I began looking around the house, calling out their names. As I reached the living room I felt slightly worried. I'd only been gone for about ten minutes and they'd completely disappeared. The worry combined with the surprise of someone suddenly grabbing me from behind seemed to be enough to make anybody cry out in fear.

I looked to see who my assailant was as they lifted me into the air. My eyes widened as I quickly recognized their face. This wasn't happening, it couldn't be possible. There was no way he should've been able to find me. And the units, what had happened to them if he was here? "No…"

He smirked and nodded, pulling me up higher as he tightly gripped his hands around my neck. My ability to breath had been cut off. I grabbed his wrist and began trying to struggle out of his hold. I cried out, hoping the units would hear me and come help.

I was going to die… I couldn't breath and I would eventually die because of it. My vision was already becoming spotted… everything starting to fade away. No matter how much I struggled and kicked he didn't even seem to be phased by it. Trent was going to kill me right here and now.

Just before I could pass out, I felt my body hit the floor. Air began filling my lungs again. I coughed, gasping as I tried to receive enough to satisfy the lack I'd just had. As my vision began returning, I felt Trent lift my face and saw him smirking as he looked directly into my eyes. "It's good to see you again, Rissy," he said, his voice causing me to shudder.

"I-I can't really say I feel the same way," I said, my coughs turning to slight wheezes.

Trent chuckled, keeping his tight hold on my face as I managed to glare. He brought his face closer to mine, his breath tickling me. "Just so you know," he said in a low and menacing whisper. "I'm nowhere near done with you or the other nations. This was just a little drop by to let you know that you might want to say goodbye to anyone you really care about here…"

I looked at him warily, fear filling me. What did he mean that I should say goodbye? I was about to ask him when he covered my mouth and shoved something into my hand. "You have until tomorrow night Rissy," he said. "Hope you enjoy your last couple of days here~" He chanted a few words in Latin and I felt something burning hot in my hand. I yelled out, the pain only lasting a few seconds before disappearing. "The coin's in you now. You have no choice in the matter now."

He'd transferred the coin into me? How was that even possible? I found myself unable to question this though. Trent had begun chanting again. I suddenly felt very lightheaded. A bight light flashed around me. My eyes felt so heavy. I shut them, my consciousness draining away as the warmness of the light overtook me.

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It sounded as if someone was calling out my name. Trying to get me to wake up. They sounded really familiar too. Kind of worried. I was so tired though. I didn't want to wake up. But the worry in their voice made me feel like I should probably let them know I was alright. So I forced myself to open my eyes.

Bright. Way too bright… it hurt my head and eyes for it to be so bright. I let out a small groan, wincing as I forced my eyes open again. I lightly grabbed my head and sat up, feeling someone gently place their hand on my shoulder as if to try to help steady or balance me. I looked and saw that it was Tommy, the three units all standing behind him.

Tommy? What was he doing here? Wait… he was wearing his work uniform. That must mean he was delivering more units. I groaned lying back down. "Go away, you're the sign that more units are here…"

Tommy laughed, looking back at the units. "I'd say she's okay, just keep an eye on her," he said before looking back at me. "Yea, sorry about this but… you have to sign for your new arrivals."

"I don't want them," I muttered, closing my eyes as I tried to remember how I'd ended up on the floor in the first place.

Trent… it had been him! I sat up and looked around, suddenly feeling very alert. I looked at my hand and saw that there was a round, coin sized mark on my hand. Did that mean I was actually going back to the other side tomorrow night like Trent had said?

If that was the case then… dear god. I couldn't go back. I'd left so they wouldn't have to deal with the trouble I caused them by being there. If Trent forced me to go back… then that would mean more trouble was in store for them. He'd even said that he wasn't anywhere near done with the other countries and I. That meant he'd be dragging them back in as well.

I looked at the mark on my hand, worry bubbling up inside of me. I looked at Tommy, hoping he might have some way to help. "Tommy! Please say you can help me, I need to get in tough with Thomas!"

Tommy looked at me with confusion, the units all doing the same. "What?" he asked. "Why?"

"Please! This is urgent!"

Spain suddenly spotted the mark on my hand. "What's that? I never noticed it before chica."

I was going to have to explain if I wanted to get anywhere with this. And explaining what was going on would mean admitting to them about the other side. I hadn't done that for anyone yet. And I wasn't sure that Thomas wanted Tommy to know about the other side. But if I had any chance of warning Thomas and the nations about what was going on, then this was it. I took a deep breath.

"Tommy, did Thomas every tell you anything about where he works?"

Tommy narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded. "Yea... he works at a hospital..." he said, obviously being careful about how he worded his phrasing.

The possibility that Thomas had already told him about the other side was seeming more and more likely now. "Di-did he ever talk to you about... where the hospital is?"

"You know about it don't you..."

"You know then too?"

"What are you two talking about?" America cut in, looking even more confused than he had before.

"You three... your um..." I said, unsure how to tell them.

"There's another reality... where you guys aren't just units. You're actually real people," Tommy said, his voice now sounding more serious than I'd ever heard it sound ever before.

Gah... freaking in love with some of these character songs x) Been listening to them while writing the past few chapters ^.^ I think my faves are Pub and Go, W.D.C.(World Dancing), Nihao China, Embrace the Tres Bien Moi, With Love From Iceland, Light My Heart, and the Tomato Song. But they're all so good :D