Well, I apologize for the long wait. I've been on a Professor Layton kick for a while [just got back into it... ^^;;] But I've had this done for a few days, so I figured "Hey, I have time, so I'll type up Chapter 11 from my iPod!" So here it is. I'm thinking that every ten chapters or so I'll take a short break. Shorter than this one, anyway. ^^;;

Typed almost all of this last night, but then I had to go to bed, because I had school today! /fake excitement/
Yeah, didn't care for that.

Anyway, enjoy!


:: çαи.т sεε α тнιиg ::

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"Perfection... And she won't even care..."

He laid the papers in the briefcase and headed out once more.


Ring! Ring!
Ring! Ring!
Rii-!

"Yes?"

"Taiwan, I'm on my way to China's. Gonna have him sign it, then I'll go over your place. The document includes everything you asked, and a few other little things I added to make it better. That good?"

"Yeah! I mean, yes, of course. I await your arrival!"
And Mei hung up excitedly.


The plane landed smoothely in the runway.

He took a deep breath before walking towards the door.
"I hope this turns out okay..."

The plane staff bid him a warm farewell and he left the aircraft with his laptop and small case in hands.

Mon dieu... Let this be the right thing to do...


America pushed open the door to China's house without effort.
The man knew he way comming.

"Yao, I have something for you."

The Asian calmly- or as calmly as he could be- strode to meet the American.
"Yes, aru?"

"Taiwan's constitution. You have to sign it."

"I have to, aru?"

"It states all the basic things Mei listed in person to me, and a few things I added to make it better. So yes, you must sign it."

China glared at him, looking for any trace of lying.
He couldn't find any visible indication.

"...fine, aru. Give it to me."

Alfred opened his briefcase and handed Yao the stapled papers.
The long-haired man took it and flipped to the last page. Taking out a pen, he signed it.

"Here, aru- take your declaration."
He said with slight venom beneath his words.

The wheat-blonde grabbed the papers and laid them back in the case.

"It's not mine, and it's a constitution."
America turned on his heels and went out the door.
"Goodbye."

Again the door slammed.


Mei opened the door before America could even knock.

"Well, that was fast. I coulda assumed that it would take you forever to let me in."
Alfred laughed.
"Still, glad to be here!"

And to bring the plan further...

"Yeah, I was... sorta.. kinda... waiting for you. That's not bad, is it-?"

"Nah, that's fine! I'd be anxious if I was waitin' for my Independence to practically walk through the door."
He set the briefcase on the table and opened it.

"I just had Yao sign it so all you need to do is sign! And you're free!"
The man exclaimed.

"Oh, I'm so nervous!"

Nervous about what? You're signing a damn paper, Wan.
"Ha, it'll be fine. It's your independence your signing into action here!"

"I know, I know." The pen hit the paper and it was signed.
As soon as the pen was lifted, the papers were immediately taken back by Alfred.

"Thank you for your patronage, goodbye."

A thoroughly Taiwan got a door to the face.


Mattieu Williams was brought into the president's office without a word.

The President coughed before addressing him.
"Hello, Canada. What, um... brings you here today?"

"Well, I, ah, told Alfred I was coming, and he said I could." He started.
"I was hoping that I could, uh, talk to him."

"Oh," The man sounded disappointed.
"He's not here. He's out doing... errands."

"Oh... I suppose I could wait...?"

"Feel free to, but I don't know when he'll be back. You could probably wait at his house. I'm sure he wouldn't mind- you are brothers, after all."

"Yeah... I guess that would be okay. Thank you for your time, Mr. President." Mattieu got up slowly, and left the room.

Alfred's boss stared at the closed door in thought.
"...did he plan this, too?"