Of course they figured it would be better if everyone would tell her the truth. That was the reason for the hour they spent sending out phone calls. Both America and England got ready in record speed. BlueBird simply waited in the living room dressed like she was in a long kaki skirt and light blue blouse when they came back in slightly wrinkled clothes and wild hair like they only brushed to make it seem nice. She was going to ask them why they were so anxious but they ushered her to the car in such a hurry she couldn't get a word out.

They drove so fast to the meeting place it was amazing they weren't pulled over by the police. There it was a different matter. All the other countries were there and BlueBird saw that they looked just as bad as America and England. She felt like they were going to tell her something awful.

"Is everything alright?" She asked since it was a few minutes since they had got there and nobody had said anything.

"We should be the ones to ask you that." England told her grimly.

"I..L-Look you all look so terrible…how about I get you all some coffee or something to calm you down." BlueBird told them and got up and left the room before anyone could argue. As soon as she was gone they started talking.

"I…I can't believe what you are telling us England." Germany told him shaking his head.

"Oooh that poor, poor ragazza." Italy cried rubbing tears from his eyes. At that point everyone seemed to have something to say.

"Enough!" England yelled slamming his hand on the table. Everybody fell silent. England rubbed his face. "Look, I don't want to believe it just as much as the rest of you but it's true. BlueBird is the future personification of the earth and we're all gone…And I just feel so bad for what I've done to her." He spoke the last part almost above a whisper.

"We need to tell her don't we?" America asked voicing what everyone else was thinking.

"We have no choice she needs to know this. It may even help her remember who she is and what happened." England told them.

"And what if it doesn't help and only makes things worse like the last time we tried?" France questioned him. England didn't answer. They all didn't know how they should tell her. Or even apologize for all the pain they would put her through. Guilt made even worse by the fact that they didn't know what they had put her through. They were mulling things over when the silence was shattered by a loud crash from the hallway.

They had all rushed out of the meeting room and into the hallway to see if BlueBird was alright. They found her standing stock still staring out the window. A tray of tea and cookies were spilled around her feet.

"Hey BlueBird are you ok?" America asked.

She continued to stand there for a minute then slowly turned her head towards them and smiled.

"Yes, I am ok." America and England who have been around Bluebird the most could tell her voice was off. There was also something…darker in her eyes. Not malevolent but… "I'm sorry for this mess. And for scaring you all like that. I'll clean it up now." Her voice and smile was indeed off. She bent down before anyone could say or do anything and deliberately cut her finger on a sharp ceramic shard. What happened next no one was prepared for. Except BlueBird.

As soon as a drop of her blood hit the floor a white haze engulfed them. A bright flash blinded them momentarily and when they could see again they were in a different place. It was fuzzy in some parts like it was a memory. There was a magnificent house or more like a small mansion. Though it wasn't in ruins England and America still recognized it. It was the house BlueBird had drawn that morning.

They all could smell the salt sea and the pine of the forest mixing together. Patches of wildflowers sprung up from the grass. The sky was clear and the sun shone warmly. Even a soft breeze blew around them. It was like a paradise.

Then they noticed something. While everything seemed to e real and solid they themselves were transparent and tangible. Even more unnerving was the fact they couldn't move or speak at all.

Instead of walking they shifted from place to place. First was a brilliant garden with many kinds of flowers and trees, song birds sang and fluttered around. There were two people on a bench holding each other smiling. It was clear they love each other. They were older, middle aged, the countries could tell by the brown hair and green eyes, though different in tones, that they are BlueBird's parents.

Next came a room that they figured was inside the home. It looked like a decent sized library with all types of books on the shelve and stacked on desktops. A young intelligent looking boy was sitting at a desk reading a rather large volume. His glasses were sliding down his nose. His hair and eyes were lighter than BlueBird's but he definitely was her brother.

Then it went to a grassy hill the was just high enough to look over at see the top of the house. Laying down in the grass, asleep, was an older teenage girl in a pretty pink dress. The girl herself was beautiful to the point of rivaling a goddess. An earth mother. By the softness in her face they knew she is BlueBird's sister.

After that it was night and they were out in the forest. A much older boy was leaning against a tree in a clearing sharpening a dagger blade. Even in the dim light they could see his eyes and hair were the same colors of the forest. Those eyes held something in them. They showed the will to and strength to do anything to protect someone, and they also held deep sorrow. The countries had a strange feeling that he is the brother that helped develop BlueBird's strong personality.

They all did.

Finally they were all sent to another room inside the house. An old classic living room. On the wall was something they all felt forced to look at. It was a large family portrait everyone they had seen were dressed in their best clothes even BlueBird was in a dress that was blue with frills and even wore a bow in her hair.

This family loved each other. They were happy here. Then…

"This is what you took from me…" They herd a soft whisper that sounded like it had been crying. It was BlueBird's voice. Then once again they were blinded by light.

They were back in the hallway with BlueBird.

"Ouch!" She cried out in pain. Whatever was in her eyes was gone. She saw the countries standing stock still and staring at her in silence. "…Um, are you guys ok?" She asked when they didn't do anything.

The countries realized that she didn't remember what had happened. Her conscious mind hadn't there, where ever they were sent. It was like no time had passed at all from where they had been.

"Oh…oh God, BlueBird…" America finally choked out breaking the eerie silence.

"Alfred I'm fine it's just a little cut. I'll clean up the mess. What's wrong?" She asked only getting more worried for her friends.

"We're so sorry…" England said quietly burrying his face in his hands.

"We're sorry." America told her also tears brimming. He hugged her then the others also.

"It's ok?" Was all she could say.

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Well that took a bit longer than expected but it was really difficult to get it right and I had schoolwork to do but thank god my grades are getting up please review and I'll update when ever ideas hit me and I if I have time