Star ran down the street, slowly slightly near the bottom of the hill to keep herself from falling over in her hurry to get to her friends house. She had just waken up about ten minutes before, dived into the first clothes she could get her hands on (her Lo t-shirt) and ran out the door when her brother had told her Kate had called hours ago. She had wanted to ask why he had waited almost three hours for her to wake up, but had been in too much of a hurry. She hadn't even answered his question about what the message meant. It wasn't his business to know.

Reaching her friends house at least, she rang the doorbell and then tried to start catching her breath.

Prussia answered the door, having already lost the game of scrabble that Kate had started to kill time. "Hey Star!" He greeted cheerfully, as if it was his house and not Kate's.

"Hi Gilbert!" Star said eagerly, still trying to catch her breath. "Sorry that it took me so long to get here, I just woke up nearly ten minutes ago and my brother told me you guys were making pancakes, or that Matthew was anyway... So I ran down here as soon as I could. I'm actually surprised my brother remembered to give me the message. But I'm here now. What did I miss?"

Prussia stepped aside so Star could walk into the house. "Eh, Matthew made pancakes so we ate breakfast - there's still some for you if you want to microwave them or something. And then Kate took over cleaning up, which I'm not going to complain about but Matthew did for some reason, and now they're playing Scrabble."

Star grinned and stepped into the house. "Alright, I'll warm some of the pancakes up then." She started to head towards the kitchen before she turned around and looked back at Prussia. "Hey, Gilbert, can I ask you something?"

Prussia raised an eyebrow. "Eh, what the hell. Ask away."

"Do you think that Ludwig will forgive me for saying that Lo and I are Italy's siblings?" She asked. Germany was her favorite Hetalia character, and if she was going to see him again, she really didn't want him to be upset with her.

Prussia seemed a bit surprised at the question. "I don't know," He finally answered. "I know he doesn't like looking like an idiot, but he probably will. He's a pretty forgiving guy. I mean, he has to be to put up with Italy for any length of time." After a slight pause, he added, "But don't tell West I said that, okay?"

"Okay," Star agreed, "I won't."

She headed into the kitchen to get the pancakes and warm them up before coming back into the other room where everyone else was. "Good morning Lo," she said, grinning in his direction.

Kate looked up from the game board. "Good morning, sunshine," she commented sarcastically. Matthew looked up from the game and nodded in greeting, then went back to shuffling letters around his tile holder.

"Good morning," Star said in return, starting to eat the pancakes she had brought in from the kitchen as she started to watch the game. "Did you all miss me this morning?"

Kate laughed. "Honestly, I did wish you were there," She said. "Prussia is very amusing when he gets woken up."

"I resent that," Prussia muttered. Canada smiled before placing a few tiles on the board.

Star smiled, looking over towards Prussia. "Don't worry Gilbert, we all know how awesome you are, no matter how hard it is to wake you up."

Looking back towards the game then, she watched the generals, who seemed to be too busy concentrating on the game to join in the conversation.

Gilbert smiled at her comment, although it seemed to be more from amusement than anything. He watched the game as well, wondering if the two generals were going to say anything.

"Kate, I don't think that 'naw' is a real word," Matthew said quietly.

"Tch, fine," Kate muttered, taking back her tiles and rethinking her move.

Star watched as Kate completed her move, then as Armistead laid down his pieces on the game board. "You learned how to play then?" she asked.

Armistead looked up at her. "Yes, the rules were explained to us. It wasn't very hard to learn."

Prussia smirked. "Of course not. Alfred invented it, after all." Canada glared at him. "…Sorry…" Kate laughed.

For a moment Star was silent. "What are we going to do, today?" She asked. "We could go back and visit Gettysburg again!"

Kate shrugged. "Fine by me," She replied. "After all, I did drag you away from there pretty quickly."

"I know!" Prussia jumped in, apparently recovered from the Canadian Glare of Doom. "Party at Canada's place!"

"What?!" Canada asked, surprised. "…Oh, all right. I guess." After all, it couldn't be any worse than America's Christmas parties, right?

"Let's do both," Star said, eager at the chance to go back to the battlefield, and then go back to Hetalia. Both ideas sounded like they would be fun to do. She glanced towards the generals, "What do you think?"

"I'll go along with what you're doing," Armistead said.

Hancock looked up for a moment, actually taking his attention from the game, "If we go back to Gettysburg, can I stay there? This place is too strange."

"No!" Star protested. Kate resisted the urge to facepalm.

"If we go back to Gettysburg," she started, "Then we're taking some food with us. Seriously. I think I'd almost rather have Eng- um, Arthur's cooking than 1860's military food. Ew."

Prussia and Canada both stared at her. "I don't really think you would," Canada started.

"I said almost!"

"Don't worry, even I wouldn't want to eat the food from that time period," Star said, "I might be obsessed with that time period but you're right, the army food was disgusting."

"Government foood…" Kate interjected with a mock-spooky voice.

"It wasn't really that bad," Armistead started to say but Star shook her head.

"Old, moldy hardtack, bacon that has been carried around way to long, and bugs in everything," she said, "I consider that bad."

Kate winced at the description. "Okay, I think we get it. So. Um."

Star shrugged. "We just have to bring our own food, and then we'll be fine."

Hancock crossed his arms as he watched them, in a worse mood then he generally was. "I want to go back to my time period and stay there."

Prussia walked over to Hancock and rested an arm on his head. "You are really stubborn, aren't you?"

"You're one to talk," Kate muttered. Canada just watched in mild amusement.

"I'm a Nation. I'm allowed to be." Prussia countered.

Kate just stared at him. "You know, I could say something horribly cruel right now, but I think I'll be a nice person and just not say anything."

Hancock glared at him and pulled himself away. "Get off of me, and stop saying you're a nation. It's impossible, I've already said that. All of this is impossible."

"You still don't believe it?" Star asked.

"No."

Prussia blinked, and then grinned widely. "You know what?" He asked, although it was clear he would keep talking even if nobody responded. Which he did. "This guy here is reminding me of someone…"

Kate looked at Hancock, tilting her head slightly. "Hmm. I'm thinking either Germany or Austria. Maybe a bit of England? No, definitely not England. More like America."

"I was thinking Austria, actually," Prussia replied, completely ignoring the annoyed glare that Hancock sent him.

"But there's no Hungary around to cause death-by-frying-pan." Kate said, grinning at the situation. "Unless you count Star, but she's not that violent."

"Exactly!" Prussia grinned.

"I am certainly not at all like that," Star said, "Can we go to Gettysburg now?"

She grinned in the direction of the generals. "Cheer up, Win, and try to believe us. They really are nations, we're being serious. It is possible."

"It's impossible," Hancock repeated. "Just take me home."

Kate stood up. "Well, we need to get some food. Like Star was saying… Yeah. Ew. Again." She went into her room and grabbed a backpack, then went to the kitchen. Matthew followed her, apparently wanting to help. "Eh… I'm too lazy to actually make food," she called back, rummaging through the cabinets for whatever she could toss into the backpack. Pretzels, potato chips, popcorn… "Hey," She called back into the room. "Did you know that they make cheeseburger-flavored potato chips? I totally didn't know that! It's awesome!"

Canada stared at her. "You know," he started quietly, "I almost forgot you were American for a minute…"

Kate laughed. "Yeah, the stereotypes are true."

"I've never had cheeseburger-flavored potato chips, though," Star said, speaking from the other room, "I'm not sure exactly what I would think of them. I do like cheeseburgers though. But I don't eat nearly as many as Alfred though."

"I don't think any human could," Kate responded, looking towards her friend's general direction. "His stomach is practically a black hole, I swear…" Canada laughed. Kate grinned. Even though the Generals didn't seem to be that happy about being with the two girls – not her problem – she was glad that she had somehow gotten Canada to be a lot more outgoing and talkative than he was in Hetalia. Maybe it was because nobody really forgot he existed…

Wait a minute…

"Where's Kumajirou?" Kate asked, looking around. Go figure. She didn't forget that Canada existed, just his bear.

Canada looked around as well, looking a bit worried that his bear had apparently disappeared. "Um… I don't think this is good…"

Star heard the discussion from the kitchen and stood up, walking into the doorway. "The bear's missing?" she asked, "Well… he has to be somewhere in the house, doesn't he?"

Canada shook his head. "He figured out doorknobs a while ago…" He mumbled. Prussia walked up behind Star.

"Kuma's missing?" He asked, sounding worried. Kate nodded. "That's it! I will be awesome and help find the bear!"

Kate blinked in surprise, staring at Prussia. Then, leaning over to Canada, she asked quietly, "Am I going insane, or did Prussia just volunteer for something?"

"He likes that bear for some reason," Canada just replied. "It's a bit like it is with his bird." Kate nodded.

"Well… Where do you think the bear would be?" Star asked, after having glanced in surprise at Prussia volunteering to help look for him. "I haven't seen him since I got here."

While the debate about the location of the bear continued in the kitchen, Kumajirou waddled into the living room from some unknown location. Sitting next to Hancock, he looked up at the general and asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm General Hancock," he said, staring at the bear in surprise. He couldn't get used to the fact that the bear could talk. "Don't you remember me from yesterday?"

Armistead just watched him in amusement.

The bear blinked sleepily – apparently it had been taking a nap in one of the other rooms – and batted the general with a paw. "Funny," it said.

"Funny?" Hancock asked, "What's funny?"

"You," Kumajirou replied. At that point, Prussia and Canada walked back into the room. Prussia stopped and stared at the bear for a moment, wondering how he had gotten there without anyone noticing. The bear looked towards the two nations.

"Who are you?" He asked Canada, completely ignoring Prussia.

Canada sighed, used to that discussion. "Canada. The guy who feeds you."

"You feed him and he doesn't remember you?" Armistead asked, looking up at Canada.

Canada just shrugged in response, walking over and picking up the bear. "Don't go wandering off like that again, okay?" He told it.

"Worried?" The bear asked.

"Of course we were!" Prussia cut in, petting the bear on the head.

"…Who?"

Armistead glanced at Hancock, amused by the situation, while his friend still didn't appear to be in a better mood. "Cheer up, Win," he said, "Isn't it nice to be away from all that fighting for a little while. Here we don't have to worry about being enemies, or facing each other across the battlefield. Here we can just be friends."

"It isn't that," Hancock replied, "I'm glad to see you, Lo, of course I am. But this place… it's too strange and everyone here is crazy. I miss our home."

"I'm not crazy!" Kate said, walking into the room with Star, carrying her backpack. She stopped for a moment, rethinking that statement. "Okay, I'm crazy. But it's the cool sort of crazy and not the run-someone-through-with-a-chainsaw-if-I-don't-like-them crazy, at least." She shook her head. "Never mind. We have food."

"Food?" Kumajirou asked, looking at the backpack. Kate looked at the bear, then smiled and gave it a large pretzel. Canada smiled as the bear munched happily on the snack.

While from his expression, it was clear that Hancock still thought they all were crazy, he didn't say anything. "Why don't we leave now?" Star suggested, "And spend some time in 1863. Then when we're done there we can go have that party at Canada's house."

Kate shrugged. "Fine by me… I think. As long as you don't drop us in the middle of a battle again, okay? I mean, that's nuts even by my standards…" She chose not to mention that she had originally considered kidnapping Russia instead of Canada and Prussia. For a start, she really didn't want to deal with Prussia's reaction to that news, and also, nobody had to know that. Really. She reached into the backpack and tossed the Thingy to Star. "You know I'd end up messing up and dropping us into 1812 or something."

Canada grinned at the mention of 1812, while Prussia winced. Kate blinked, and then smiled sheepishly. She had remembered about Canada burning down the White House in 1812, but she had forgotten about the other side of the world. When Napoleon's army had pretty much been decimated by Russian forces. And most of that army was actually Prussian. Whoops.

"Right," Star said catching the Thingy and putting it onto her arm. "No landing in the middle of the battle. Got it. Now, everyone grab onto me and we'll be on our way."

Armistead and Hancock both stood up and went over to her and Star grabbed both of their shoulders. Kate looped one arm around Star's shoulders and the other around Canada's. Canada kept holding the Kumajirou, and Prussia just put his hand on top of Kate's head. "You know," Kate commented, "We should really make sure that we don't take anyone else with us this time. It's getting a bit awkward."

"Right," Star said, nodding as she thought about where she was going to take all of them. This time, she pictured an empty field, the Confederate forces still lined up waiting to make the fatal attack. She wouldn't land them in the field during the battle, but before the major fighting started. But she forgot one thing, the cannon bombardment before the attack.