Author's Note: So. Whoop. This is the end! :)

In response to a guest review from last chapter: China isn't part of the G8, or have you forgotten? Just like Canada isn't part of the main Axis/Allies group of Hetalia (though he is in real life... But when had Hetalia stuck to history word for word? I mean, battles involving China as America's Pokemon on Seychelles? XD). But it's OK, that's a mistake everyone makes. And Sochi... is only a city... So no Sochi, sorry. If it makes you happy, I guess you could think of him as too busy preparing for the Olympics...? :P

So yeah. Um. Enjoy! :)

After the disastrous G8 meeting in which nothing got done except the bettering (and even that's debatable... They did enjoy lots of food together, though, so that counts) of international relations...

All the countries and their children were somehow safely shuttled back to their respective homes.

Well, almost.

"IGGY!"

"What is it now, America? I'm busy right now!"

"I lost D.C.! I can't find him anywhere, and neither Maryland nor Virginia's seen him, and his boss doesn't know where he is either!"

"Well, I certainly don't know where he is! I'm trying to find London at this moment, so if I am able to locate him, I'll ask."

"... wait, London's missing too?"

"Yes, America, that's what I just said."

"Dude that's horrible! Canada says Ottawa disappeared too!"

"... Oh. That's not good..."

"THE RUSSIAN COMMIE MUST HAVE KIDNAPPED THEM!"

"America, why would Russia want your child? Or my child, or Canada's child?"

"I DON'T KNOW! HE'S A COMMIE!"

"... *sigh* I'll call France to see if he's seen any of them."

"BUT IGGY I TOLD YOU THE COMMIE STOLE-"

Click

"Non, Angleterre, I have not seen them. Paris seems to have disappeared, as well, and so has Rome. The Italies are freaking out right now."

"Bloody hell. How did they all disappear at the same time?!"

"They must have gotten lost on the way home from the meeting."

"Do you know about Berlin, or Tokyo, or Moscow?"

"Non, I was just about to contact Allemagne when you called."

"Then call him, and I'll ask Japan."

"Alright."

"Ja, Berlin is gone too."

"Do you have any idea what is going on?"

"I do not know... Bruder claims they're still hiding in the meeting room, having a slumber party, but won't tell me how he knows this. I doubt he's right, anyways, he went out drinking with Spain last night."

"And they left me behind? But we are the Bad Touch Trio! Not duo!"

"Focus, France. Have you any information from Japan or Russia?"

"No, England is calling Japan right now."

"Tell me when you have news."

"Yes, hello, Russia-san. I wanted to ask if you had seen Moscow recently?"

"Nyet, he seems to be missing."

"I see... Well, England-san just called me to say that the rest of our capitals have been missing since the G8 meeting, as well. Do you have any idea where they might be?"

"Moscow claims they're in the meeting room."

"Moscow...?"

"The oblast, not the city."

"Ah. I see..."

Eventually, they all gathered at the meeting hall.

"Are we sure we can trust Prussia's word for this?" England asked doubtfully.

"My child says it too, da," Russia said, nodding and smiling creepily. "I trust him."

And so they went in.

Giggling noises could be heard coming down the hall. The nations raised their eyebrows at each other.

"Moskva, are you in there?"

"Ve, Roma? Roma! Where are you?"

"Ottawa, please, this isn't funny!"

"Berlin! Get out here!"

"D.C., this isn't cool! Come out!"

"Paris, cher, why are you hiding in this dingy meeting hall?"

"Tokyo, please come out. We are worried."

"London! Is that you? What are you doing?"

The noises stopped. Then-

"DAD DAD DAD DAD!" D.C came barreling out of the room. "I'VE GOT BLACKMAIL~!"

The nations froze.

"... Blackmail...?"

"Yep!" Ottawa, who had come up behind D.C., smiled evilly. "Films of you, not being manage your children."

"We will not hesitate to use them," Tokyo warned.

"So be prepared," Moscow chimed in.

"For example, I could show some of this blackmail to England," Paris started.

"- Or I could show some to France. And then where would you be, Father?" London smirked.

"It would be in your interest to give in to our demands," Berlin said calmly.

"Like giving me more PASTAAAA~!" Rome exclaimed.

This, of course, set Italy off.

"VE~! PAAASSTTTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA~!"

Cue facepalms from around the world.

"Why are our children so hard to deal with?!"

Author's Note: And... CUT! That's a wrap, folks!

If I feel up to it, I may add omakes to this for other nations (like China, or Spain, or Austria or Hungary or any of the Nordics or any of the Baltics or Poland or... you get the point).

Um, so yeah. That was fun, guys!

Hope you liked it~! :D