This ended up going a different direction towards the end... sorry...

When Alfred went to his room, nobody had noticed Emma following him. For the entirety of the break, Alfred just had Emma laying on top of him. He had dried tear tracks on his face but refused to move to wipe his face clean. Emma was a weight of comfort.

Outside the room, everyone was trying to figure out what to do about Alfred. How do they help? Should they help? Some nations didn't want to even look at Alfred, let alone help him. Most at that point did want to help, but they had no idea of how to.

After about two hours, Matthew knocked on Alfred's door. After a minute, he entered slowly. He noticed his brother on the bed, headphones on, ignoring the world as he pet Emma. Matthew smiled softly before closing the door behind him, walking up to his brother. He gently poked Alfred's cheek, causing him to glare at his twin.

"You couldn't just let me rest?" Alfred asked, finally wiping his face.

"Nope," Matthew said, petting Emma on the head, "I was told to tell you that, if you're ready, we're all set to continue."

"hmm, I guess I can't just stay here forever."

Alfred made Emma move before getting up, he looked down and saw all the fur Emma had left on him.

"I'm going to change," Alfred said, "so leave."

Matthew chuckled at his brother's misery and nodded, taking Emma with him as he left. Alfred quickly changed into Amelia and decided to dress in a blue, short dress with a pair black Mary Jane's. She walked out of her room.

She immediately felt stares, "What? I just happen to feel more feminine when I'm pregnant."

"I don't think that's why they're staring," Matthew supplied.

"Oh…" Amelia walked back to her seat and sat down, tossing the book to Arthur. "Your turn."

"Fine, alright," Arthur said as he opened the book to where they left off, "The next one is Berwald plays Minecraft… for days on end. He only stops when Tino finally unplugs the computer and internet."

Berwald just shrugged and motioned for the next one, whilst Tino playfully glared at his love, shaking his head.

"Um, okay…" Arthur trailed off, looking at the book, eyes widening at the next entry. "Ludwig, like most of his people, didn't know about the concentration camps until the end of the war. When he found out, he was devastated. That was the turning point for him: he would always try to be a positive force in the world from that day on. He's been doing splendidly thus far."

Ludwig looked at his lap, the strong nation looked ready to cry. Amelia looked like she wanted to say something. It was quiet for a moment before she finally opened her mouth.

"It wasn't your fault you didn't know," she told him, causing him to lift his head and stare at her with wide eyes. "You were busy fighting on the front lines, not being an asshole who went along with everything. To be honest, I didn't know I had interment camps till I got back. We don't know what our bosses are doing ever minute of every day. Sometimes they can be the biggest threat to humanity, other times, they're the best being on earth. But we won't know till it's over."

Ludwig just nodded, not wanting to say anything out of fear of sobbing. Feliciano grabbed his hand and held it close.

"Iggy," Amelia said, "I think we can continue now."

"Alright…" Arthur looked at the book once more, "Lovino and Amelia don't regret their fling together."

"Really?" Lovino asked. "Even after I startled you?"

"Nope," Amelia said, looking straight into Lovino's eyes. "I don't regret a damn thing about that relationship… except killing people for fun."

"I don't regret that."

"I wonder why…" Amelia chuckled lightly. "We'll talk later, but for now, Artie! Please continue!"

Arthur rolled his eyes and looked at the book for the next one, "Amelia changes her middle name all the time on legal documents, so no one knows what it really is, except that it always starts with the letter F."

"Why?" Kiku asked, thinking that Amelia's middle name was currently Franklin

"It's fun," Amelia smirked, "besides, its nice to change it with the times."

"I see," Ivan noted. "Can we continue now?"

"Okay," Arthur said as he read aloud once more, "Oh dear lord, why this?"

"What is it?" Francis asked.

"Um, uh, this is one is mine… Dear diary, I have a secret that I never want anyone to find out. I constantly worry that people will find out and I'm scared to see their reactions. My secret is that I self-harm, and I have done so for a long, long time."

Arthur looked down at the book, not ready to face the world.

"Really?" Amelia asked. "I thought I was alone in doing that…"

"Of course, you're not alone," Arthur looked up, staring into Amelia's eyes. "You're never going to be alone again."

Amelia nodded slowly, understanding.

"What do you mean you harm yourself?" Antonio asked, breaking the silence that was gathering.

"I started when I was young," Arthur explained. "Everyone seemed to hate this island of a nation. I was alone at the time. I was- still am, the black sheep of Europe. Once I started, it was hard to stop."

"Were you doing it when we were pirates?"

"You were a pirate?!" Amelia asked, now wanting a story.

"Yes, we were, love," Arthur told her. "And, no, surprisingly the thrill of the sea was able to calm me enough to stop, but after, I started up again. The itch was too much."

Amelia looked down and nodded softly, understanding; she knew that feel well enough, "I think you should continue now."

"Right, um… the next one is another one about me… Arthur is really good at magic, but it tends to go wrong very quickly when he's interrupted."

"Let's see what you got," Peter spoke up, sitting on the ground once more, petting Emma.

"Oh, alright."

He started to say a spell, but towards the end, a nation sneezed quite loudly. That sent the spell haywire and it hit Amelia, shrinking her, and shrinking her. She ended up being a chibi-nation once again, asleep

"That spell will last for roughly twelve to twenty-four hours," Saiska's voice said above the nations. "Watch out for her."

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