"Please! I just need you to help me with some paperwork for America!" Canada pleaded. Coats Island had come to his house on request, but had a face like thunder. She hadn't expected this, nor had she got any tea. As such, she didn't feel particularly dear towards her brother.

"Why would I want to help that idiot?" she growled. Canada thought for a minute. He had to get her to help somehow!

"Please! You do my paperwork and I will do America's… please, my boss will shout at me." His polar bear made a face and Coats Island sighed in defeat. When he put it like that, she couldn't exactly refuse the pathetic look.

"Alright, you win. But I'm helping you, not America. Got that?" Her eyes narrowed and the indigo gaze focused on him.

…

America caught sight of her as she entered the building clinging to Canada's coat.

"Little sis!" He tried to hug her and she took off, clutching the bag holding Canada's paperwork, faster than America could run with his load of paperwork.

"Stupid big brother!" she shouted over her shoulder, running towards the door without looking. He grinned.

"The hero will always save a damsel in distress!" he shouted, racing after her. She shrieked and ran into Germany, falling over and bumping her head against the table by the door, and the blond man knelt down.

"Are you okay?" he asked, and she stood up quickly.

"Stop America or that answer is n- aaaah!" She found herself slung across someone's shoulders and moving at a very fast speed. The familiar face of Finland was running after them, and she had a horrible feeling she knew who it was. Of course.

"Hey, Sweden!" She waved a hand in front of the Nordic country's face to try and get him to snap out of it. No such luck, he was in child-saving mode. Damn.

"Put me down…" she felt her resolve weaken, "Dad."

Finland gasped. He knew how tricky that was of her. Sweden wouldn't be able to stop himself!

She was gently placed back on the ground, and started to run, with the two Nordic countries either side of her like an armed bodyguard. They could all hear America running along the corridor after them and suddenly Coats Island shot ahead to a little unused office that seemed suspiciously clean for such a place. The lock clicked just as America reached there.

"Since when did that door have a lock?" he grumbled. Finland stood on his tiptoes to whisper in Sweden's ear (even then the taller had to bend to the side a little to hear).

"That proves that it's her office, then?" He smiled at Sweden, who smiled ever so slightly.

"Th't's true."

…

Working through the paperwork with headphones in, Coats Island smiled to herself. She had to say the lock was effective. Taking a headphone out, she heard a slight knock at the door and opened it due to the reasoning that America never knocked that gently (and usually broke the door down if he didn't get a response) so it couldn't be him.

Norway stood there, with a packet of biscuits and some tea in a flask. "Finland is worried that you didn't bring anything to eat with you," he explained, "so here are some rations." She took them carefully from him and suddenly hugged him, grinning.

"Thank you so much!" He remained expressionless, and she quickly let go, pouring tea into the cup and opening the biscuits.

"Coats Island?" he asked, and she offered him the biscuits, but he waved them away.

"Do you want me to get you some cake?" Her eyes lit up and she nodded, her mouth full of digestive. Suddenly she shut the door with a look of terror, and Norway turned in time to see America running towards the door. He calmly began to walk away, while America ignored him and started to knock on the door to Coats Island's office.

"Little siiiiiiiiiis!" he wailed, and there was a sound from inside that might have been a growl of annoyance from within.

So how was that for a new chapter?