A/N: So, like, I know this happens a lot with me, but I will be, yet again, unable to update for about a week. My family enjoys camping. I, personally, don't like outside much, but this time we are going to Lake Powell in Southern Utah, and that place is freaking awesome because you can swim 24/7, it's so hot, like one hundred degrees (Fahrenheit, don't worry, the world is not ending, everyone besides people in the outdated United States, who use celsius) every day. But it will suck not being to write.

Remember, I don't own Hetalia.

Matthew was getting used to being Canada. Just enough to not have a mental breakdown. Unfortunately, it seemed like everyone else was having one.

Gilbert was taking it horribly. He was trying to wake him up again, but the albino would not move, and had not, for almost two days. Matthew had tried everything, playing Fall Out Boy as loud as possible, making pancakes for him, everything.

So, when Kiku, Alfred, Antonio, and Arthur marched into his room, he did not expect their mission to get everyone going again would work. "Hi, Alfred. I'm sorry, but I don't think this will work for Gilbert. He just won't wake up completely. I've done everything."

Antonio grinned. "Obviously not everything, amigo. You have not tried something that is guaranteed to wake him." Without further ado, him and Alfred ran into the bathroom and came out moments later with a bucket full of water, and promptly dumped it on Gilbert's head.

Gilbert shot up, and immediately punched Antonio in the face, screaming, "you cannot have me, you damn communist! I won't let you!" Then, he opened his eyes and blinked. "Oh, sorry Antonio. I was having a bunch of un-awesome dreams and-"

He broke off and crumbled to the floor, his normally pale face turning completely white. "Oh, fuck. I'm a- you guys-"

Matthew smiled gently, and kneeled down next to the normally outgoing Prussian. "We know. You have been out for nearly two days, and thanks to my knowledge of your history it doesn't surprise me much. But we need to get the others up too. So, you can come with me if you want, but I am definitely going with the others. You might want to rest a bit, it is very stressful, so you can stay here."

Gilbert gave Matthew a grateful look that made the seventh grader blush slightly. "Zhank you, I think I vill stay here, but by zhe time you get back, I should be good."

Gilbert stood up and sat back down on his bed while the other five left the room to go to the next person. Once they had walked into the hall, Matthew turned to the others and asked in his usual whisper, "Who have you already visited?"

Arthur spoke up, "We have already been to Heracles and Francis, though Gilbert was the only one we have dumped water on for some reason."

"That's because he is the only one who wouldn't murder us for it, that's why," Antonio stated. "Even though he did punch me in the face. Am I getting a bruise? Does it make me look badass?"

Kiku smiled slightly and tilted his head, saying, "Antonio-san, I do not think you can rook badass while smiring that much."

Antonio nodded, and Arthur said, "Anyways, who is next?"

Antonio shrugged. "Ludwig and Feliciano's room is near here. We could head there." They all agreed to that, and walked to the room in silence.

Pushing through the door, Matthew stood with the others, observing the room. Feliciano was hidden under a pile of blankets in his bed, only the top of his auburn head visible, and Ludwig was leaning against his wall, curled up, his face hidden in his hands. Kiku walked purposefully over to Ludwig and shook his arm gently. "Ludwig-san, you need to get up. We know we are countries, but you need to move on and figure it out ourselves, and we could use your help."

Ludwig shifted and looked up at the boys standing around him. His blue eyes were red with crying. "But I killed people. I caused a genocide. For God's sake, ve call it the holocaust! And it's my fault."

"No," Alfred said, sitting down next to Ludwig, who now had tears streaming down his face. "You might have done horrible things, but that was because you were scared of your boss, remember? We have all done bad things because our basses told us to, and we had no idea how to fight back. Especially during the world wars."

They all nodded, even though Matthew couldn't really remember when he had done something like that off the top of his head. Ludwig was still crying, which was strange as Matthew had never seen him be super emotional, he just had seemed mostly shy. "That's why we started the U.N., right? And made the universal deceleration of human rights? It was so nothing that bad would happen again," Arthur said.

Ludwig nodded and seemed to be recovering himself, even though tears were still dripping down his face. "You should vork on Feli. I vill be fine in a couple minutes."

Alfred stood up and walked to the other bed. The rest followed quietly, watching as Alfred tapped the bundle on what was probably the shoulder.

Feliciano shivered under the blankets and whispered quietly, "Holy Rome?"

Antonio shook his head. "No, Feliciano." His voice cracked. "We are not the Holy Roman Empire."

Feliciano's blankets shifted, and they could suddenly see his large brown eyes. "But... oh... right... you guys... why am I only now remembering these things while I am pretty sure I wasn't born yet?"

"We don't know, but we want to get everyone together to figure it out," Matthew whispered.

Feliciano shoved his blankets away. "Oh. Okay. I will be fine. How is Luddy?"

Alfred's smiling face fell. "He is... I don't know... maybe you could get up and talk to him?"

"Sure." Feliciano stood, and smiled at them. "Thank you for waking me. I want to go with you to help you get the others up. But first I need to check on Ludwig, so just wait a moment, okay?" And the small Italian rushed to the other bed after shoving on decent clothes while talking.

Arthur looked stunned. "Well... He recovered fast..."

"Its his way of coping," Matthew said. "He just moves on, like what Kiku said. He tries to ignore the sadness, which is how he is always happy. It's not even really an act at this point, I think. He actually is able to push it to the back of his mind and stay optimistic."

They all stared at Matthew in shock, even Kiku, who's normally empty face looked just as surprised as the others. "Ah, Mattie, how do you know this?" Alfred asked the other boy, who hugged Kumajiro closer to him.

Matthew smiled slightly. "I'm good at figuring out people. That's why I like learning about psychology."

Feliciano hugged Ludwig, who, after few moments said, "Feliciano, I'm good now. You should go with the others and get your brother."

Feliciano looked at Ludwig, who had at least stopped crying. "Are you sure?"

The German nodded and so Feliciano stood up and walked to the others. "Ve~ I am ready to go! Let's go to fratello now!"

Then the others nodded and walked out the door and to the room Antonio and Lovino shared.

They walked in and saw that Lovino was curled up in some tight ball on Antonio's bed. Antonio walked over to the Italian and began softly stroking his head. "So, it actually was very difficult to wiggle away from him, because he was hugging me so hard, and when I finally did get up he curled up like so, and wouldn't move."

Feliciano nodded. There were very few times he had actually seen Lovino cry, but when he did, he always would fold in on himself and stop functioning. This was apparently worse than usual, as normally Lovino would recover himself in a day at most. He walked carefully over to his brother. "Hey, fratello... could you maybe wake up?"

Lovino didn't move.

Antonio shook him and said, "Hey, Lovi, we need you to wake up. Come on, wake up."

Lovino shifted slightly, and muttered, "leave me alone, you dumb fucks. I'm trying to disappear in peace and you idiots are ruining it."

Antonio exclaimed, "oh, Lovi! You're okay!" And proceeded to hug the eighth grader, who started yelling at him to leave him alone.

Feliciano turned to the rest of the group and giggled, "Ve~ I think we can go round everyone up now!"

"About that," Arthur said, "what exactly are we going to do? And who is going to come?"

Matthew sighed. "What do we always do? We have a world meeting. Except let's just do our friends for now, and maybe we can privately talk to other groups we know later."

So, everyone split up to get different people, and Feliciano found himself walking on his own to Ludwig. He ran into their room and saw Ludwig searching for a shirt to put on. And he wasn't wearing a shirt. Feliciano gagged in the doorway, this being the first time seeing Ludwig without a shirt on. And... wow.

Ludwig turned around to see Feliciano staring at him, and he blushed, before quickly pulling a t-shirt over his head. Feliciano smiled at how awkward Ludwig looked and decided to try to put him at ease. "Hi! I am sorry for staring, but you are so muscular! Not in a bad way, you are still pretty thin, but in a way that is noticeable. And it is so different from me, because my only exercise is running for fun, so I am just sort of small and thin. Anyways, we are having a meeting thing and-" Feliciano stopped talking, something suddenly occurring to him. "I want to kiss you."

Ludwig blinked. "Vhat? No. Remember to vait until three months?"

Feliciano giggled lightly and stepped closer to Ludwig, who stiffened. "But we have known each other much longer, haven't we? If my memory is right we have known each other since World War One. So, can I kiss you?"

Without waiting for a response, Feliciano walked right up Ludwig and kissed him. After a minute of kissing they broke apart and Feliciano grinned, satisfied. "Ve~ let's go! We have to hurry!" And he grabbed Ludwig's hand and ran down the hall, feeling like he could fly, because he had just kissed Ludwig for the first time without being interrupted.

"Vait! Feli! Slow down!" Ludwig complained as Feliciano ran to the library, their agreed meeting spot.

Feliciano just laughed and continued to run, up until he got to the library and went to a table where everyone else was already. He pulled Ludwig into the seat next to him, and Alfred immediately started talking. "So, I know these things always kind of turn out suckishly, but we are trying it for the first time in- well I honestly don't know, but I know it was before I was born! Which brings us to the first topic we have to discuss! Why the heck are we human! Because, and correct me if I'm wrong about this, but I'm pretty sure that I am only a twelve year old, but also a several hundred year old country. So, what do you all think is happening here?"

"Maybe we died, and we're just reborn?" Arthur suggested.

"No," Kiku said, "Remember that we arr heal very quickry, and it would make no sense that we arr died at once. There is probabry a good reason for it."

Ludwig sat back in his chair and sighed, "Ve probably von't be able to figure zhis out right avay, so ve should all try to remember, and in the meantime explain it to everyone ve can think of. Agreed?"

"Ve~ Let's do this!" Feliciano added, before they all split off to tell everyone they could think of.

A/N: poor Ludwig.

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