The Answer Is Yes.

*Screeching noises*

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… is it my mom?

Uhmmm… not much to report… I still need a beta reader though. In a couple weeks the updates will get better, it's just that things have been super difficult right now. First I moved, and now I have to drive an hour every morning to get from my small town to San Anto, so things are hectic. Sorry if this sucks.

Disclaimer: Dudes, if I owned Hetalia, I think this would be canon.

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The Arizona in the mirror looked… off. Her hair was lighter, her eyes were a sandy brown color, and she was wearing a bright yellow dress, and a pink desert flower was in her hair. She was also banging on the glass, and though the nations couldn't hear her, they could see she was screaming at Ari. Tears were beginning to well up in both states eyes, although Normal Ari was hunched over, and 2p Ari was reflected at least ten times.

Suddenly, Ari started screaming back at the her in the mirror. Alta winced. "She must have decided to go after Gaho. Nothing pisses Nayeli off like going after Gaho."

"Who's Gaho?"

"Weeellll… I guess it won't hurt if I tell you… Gaho is Native North America, our grandmother."

… What?

"'hat? 'ho is zhat?" Well, England and France were now officially worried. If it was America and Canada's mother, and they fought and killed many Native tribes...

Florida snapped his head towards Alta.

Jingle, Jingle, Jingle.

Romano realized what he was saying.

Careful.

"No comment."

Suddenly, Lithuania sat up straight and leaned forward. "She's taunting her."

The nations looked up and saw Ari slowly walking towards the mirror. New Jersey screamed, "Nayeli, get away from there!"

The sound seemed to resonate, ringing in the nations ears. Arizona's eyes went wide, and she stumbled backwards, away from the mirror. She knelt down on the floor, and hunched over. The Ari in the mirrors turned to the side, and began talking to somebody.

"Who is she talkink to?"

"It's a mirror universe to this one, Germany. She's probably talking to that world's Giovanni. They don't have to keep away from mirrors, and we can only see them here if we are standing in front of a mirror."

"There is an exception to this, though. York doesn't need to see her 2p, so she'll still show up."

"I can see her a little bit!"

"Ve~ what do you mean, bella?"

"I have some sight in my left eye. Not enough to like, drive, or anything, but I can see blurred shapes and colors."

"How?"

"A little something I like to call the Freedom Tower. It's part of the newly rebuilt World Trade Center. It's given me some of my eyesight back, just… not much. If I really need to do something, I can use a contacts, but I don't like to do so, as it irritates my eye."

"How did Arizona and her… 2p hear New Jersey?"

Dela grinned slightly. "We all know some magic, Germany. The magic twelve are those who were born with strong magic, but we can all do a few simple things. That's one of them. The entire house probably heard, and this place is 50 feet under the basement. We can all do a few simple tracking spells, and we all have our own 'myths*' and urban legends."

"Someone call Nayeli out." Ohio said abruptly.

The nations looked back over to the glass. Ari was pulling on her hair, and noticeably distressed.

"How are we supposed to call her out? I don't think any of us can stand Jersey going ultrasonic again."

"Let me." Romano got up and walked over to the door.

Alta's eyes widened. "No, Roma! It's not safe!"

"For you states. But, my 2p won't show up, right?"

The states looked at each other, and Dela nodded. "He'll be okay. Go, quick, and I'll explain more when you're back."

Romano ran to the door and flung it open. The nations stared as he streaked over to Arizona, grabbed her by the wrist, and dragged her over to the door. Arizona's '2p' seemed to be making grabs for her. She started yelling at Romano. He ignored her, and practically flew through the door and to some seats. Florida, as he was right there, slammed the door behind them. Ohio took Ari from Romano and deposited her on one of the seats. He examined her for a minute and proclaimed, "She fainted."

York scowled. "No shit, that was a long time the two were exposed to each other. Her mind is warring with itself right now, so she's probably in shock."

"Wait just one bloody second. We have been here too long with no explanation for any of the odd things that have been happening. I suggest you sit down and tell us what's going on. Now." There was the glint of the British Empire in England's eye, and Dela, York, and Jersey were only too happy to comply. The nations took note of how quickly those three states especially followed his order, and remembered what the video said about the original states being scared of England. 'So that wasn't a lie…' Carrying on that thought, the countries could guess why Alta California and Florida were scared of Spain. Back when he was a Conquistador, he wasn't exactly… kind, to the people that lived there. Or anyone, really.

Moving on to a place that is not the inner lives of America's children…

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Nayeli's P.o.V. (Well, apparently we're still in the inner lives of America's children).

Ari opened her eyes slowly, and quickly shut them again at the bright light. She waited a few seconds ad opened them again, this time without being blinded. Her eyes took a bit to adjust, but soon everything came into focus.

What happened?

'Oh yeah- other me, and I fainted.'

She could still hear her screaming inside her mind. All the states could always hear their 2ps, but without mirrors the voices faded into background noise. Having hers come back full force within the span of a few seconds was both disorienting and terrifying.

'Oh, Tona.'

Tona, short for Tonanzin*, was Nayeli's 2p. Like all the others, she just wanted to be let out.

The states sympathized with their 2ps, as they felt the same.

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Done! It's so shooooooooort~ And so laaaaaaaate!

I'm sorrryyyyyyyyyyy!

Things to explain:

1) I am Texan, and a firm believer in several myths of the area. They are not myths to me.

La Llorona is real as frick.

2) Pronounced Tho-nant-zeen. Means Mother Earth

Again, sorry for the shortness and the lateness, but I have a packed schedule, and am only free on Sundays, so ahhhhhhhhhhhh!

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