MUAHAHAHAHAHA! ANOTHER UPDATE!

But, in all seriousness, I am done delaying my plot. It begins next chapter.

Aubrey, my dearest friend, this one's for you.


"Megan, where are they?" I whined as we sat in the breakfast area, waiting for the others to show up. "We agreed that we would meet down here at ten, and it's almost 10:15."

"Olivia, not everyone can get themselves up without an alarm at any time they want to like you can," Megan said to me. "They're probably getting ready right now." And, sure enough, they all started trickling in. The last ones there were Grace and Kaylee, who both looked very tired.

"Wow, did you guys pull an all-nighter last night?" Taylor asked, taking in their baggy eyes and sluggish movements. "How come I wasn't invited?"

"Trust me, I tried to go to sleep," Kaylee said, looking pointedly at Grace. "But this one over here insisted on talking for hours before she let me go to sleep."

"Hey, you never said that you were tired!" Grace said.

"What did make you guys finally stop talking and go to sleep?" Megan asked them. I saw Grace look over at Kaylee, grinning like a loon. Kaylee gave her a warning look, her eyes narrowed.

"Don't you dare tell them what we were talking about," she said.

"Why? Does that mean it's true?" she asked in a gleeful tone. Kaylee didn't respond to her, but a blush appeared in her cheeks, which I'm guessing was enough evidence for Grace to shout, "YES! I KNEW IT! I KNEW YOU LIKED P-" But before she could finish what she was saying, Kaylee had clamped a hand over Grace's mouth and pulled her back down into her seat, blushing deeper.

"What? Why can't I tell them?" Grace said to her, gesturing to everyone else at the table.

"Because I don't trust him", she said, pointing at America. He looked at her with a Who, me? face that made me laugh a little bit.

"Well, America, you know you don't really have a filter, right?" Taylor teased.

"Oh, please," Megan added. "I doubt he even knows what a filter is."

"Hey, can you all stop hating on my boyfriend?" I said, placing an arm around America's shoulder. "It's not very nice."

"Thanks, babe," he whispered before kissing me on the cheek. Thank God I never blushed. Although, it didn't really help that Taylor let of f a loud wolf whistle. Grr.

It was a sort-of buffet type breakfast, and we all ended up having our favorite breakfast foods. I couldn't really tell what America was eating, because it practically disappeared off his plate the second he sat down. I had some pancakes, which were delicious.

It was about eleven when we had finished eating breakfast, and we were meeting the other nations at one thirty. So, what does a group of seven people do in Minneapolis to kill time?

They go to the Mall of America, of course! (Ha, ha)

"I have never been here before!" Kaylee said as we came in the West Entrance. I had, but just a few times, and the last had been when I was thirteen. It was a bit different than I had remembered it. For one thing, there were a lot more rides in the amusement park. Which, of course, was what America was drawn to.

"Dude! Olivia! We have to go on all the rides!" He grabbed my hand and pulled me over to the ticket station.

I yelled back to my friends. "Meet us here at one!"

"Okay!" they shouted back. America and I got in line for tickets and purchased enough to last us a while. The great thing about there being a mall to surround the amusement park was that the lines were not nearly as long as they would be at somewhere like Six Flags, or Disney World. We got on the rides, if not immediately, then on the next run. I know those rides are meant for kids, but honestly, I had a lot of fun. But not as much fun as America, of course. After every ride, he begged me to go on it again, just like a little kid.

Before we knew it, it was one o' clock and my friends were waving frantically from the front of the park. I pulled America over there, and saw that they were carrying bags from different stores. Kaylee flashed a smile at me and handed me a bag from Hot Topic. I narrowed my eyes at her and took the bag.

"Open it!" she said enthusiastically. I rolled my eyes, reached into the bag, and pulled out an America plushie.

"Really, Kaylee? Really?" I asked as the five of them started laughing like maniacs. America took it from my hand and looked at it for a little bit, and then gave it back, laughing like the rest of them.

"H-hey, Olivia, I wasn't even the one who suggested buying it!" Kaylee said through her laughter. "It was Taylor!"

"Taylor!" I yelled, now facing her. "How dare you?"

"I-I just had to, Olivia! You know I did!"

Eventually I stopped threatening to kill them all and we got out of there and to the restaurant as fast as we could. It was an Italian place, and they put a lot of tables together to make room for all the nations that would be there. I found myself sitting in between America and England, and across from Italy, Germany, and Prussia. Italy was ecstatic about the amount of pasta dishes on the menu, and Germany was looking over the menu, looking for something that resembled German food.

"Why did we have to choose an unawesome Italian restaurant?" Prussia complained, also looking over the menu. "There is nothing good here!"

"We came here because Italy was going to cry like a little baby until the end of time if we went anywhere else," I reminded him. "Hey, Italy, which pasta are you going to have?"

"Ve!" he said, obviously very excited about his pasta. "I think I'm going to have spaghetti and meatballs!"

"Ah, the old classic," I said, searching for it on the menu. It looked good. "You know, I think I'll have that too, Italy!"

"Yay!" he cried. I tried to help Germany and Prussia find something they would like or the next few minutes until the waiters came to take our orders (yes, there were enough of us there that we needed two waiters). Italy and I ordered our pasta, and Germany and Prussia both got steak, medium rare. That sounded pretty good, too. Now our food was ordered and there was nothing to do but sit and talk with everyone. Pretty soon I found myself in a conversation with England and America.

"I really don't see how anyone can possibly enjoy that greasy mess you call food, America," said England.

"Come on, dude! McDonald's is awesome! Olivia agrees, right?" He looked at me as he said that, puppy dog eyes in place.

I rolled my eyes. That trick didn't work on me. "Sorry America, I just don't like hamburgers! Or most of the food at McDonald's! I really don't know what else to tell you!"

England looked at me with newfound respect. "And what do you think of British food?"

I gave him a big smile as I said, "Scones are the best! I would like to try one you've made. I bet they're really good!"

"You really think so?"

"Of course I do! Why doesn't anyone else like your scones?"

"Because they're terribly bland!" America blurted, quite loudly. Everyone around us went dead silent, looking at the three of us. I was looking at England, whose face was getting slightly redder by the second.

"YOU BLOODY WANKER!" England shouted, trying to grab America's neck, reaching right across me and falling in my lap.

"Um, England?" I said, trying to get my attention. He stopped trying to strangle America for a moment and looked at me, obviously annoyed that I had stopped him. "You're practically lying right on top of me."

He blushed, and quickly sat back down in his seat, muttering apologies under his breath. I managed to keep the two of them from killing each other until our food came, which I think I deserve an award for.

"Oh, that looks really good!" I said as my plate was set in front of me. It wasn't a very large portion, as it was lunchtime, but it was still a lot of food. And I was really hungry. Italy's food was gone in about ten minutes. I guess his teeth are as fast as his feet. America ate his food pretty fast, too. He had gone and gotten himself a burger. I really should have expected that. I didn't even know why they had a burger on the menu, but I guess some people just didn't like Italian food.

"Okay, that was delicious!" I said as I pushed my now empty plate away from me. One of the waiters came and took it away, and I decided to go down the table a little bit to where Grace was sitting, with Switzerland and Liechtenstein. There was an empty seat next to her, and I sat there.

"Hey Grace, what were you and Kaylee talking about this morning? You know, when she covered your mouth?" I was really curious, and wanted to know.

"Oh, that?" Grace looked around us, presumably for Kaylee, before she looked back at me and let out a little giggle. "Well, last night, Kaylee and I were talking, and I asked her if she liked Prussia. You know, like boyfriend material."

"And you found out this morning that she does?"

"Well, you saw the way she blushed around him yesterday, and when I brought him up this morning. She's got a crush on him."

I thought about that to myself. Kaylee liked Prussia, huh? That was good to know. I could, somehow, try to get them together. That's what I did with Megan and her first boyfriend. Who said I couldn't do it again?

Of course, the first thing to do was find out if Prussia liked her back. Because if he didn't, the whole plan was screwed.

I also needed an assistant, someone to help me out with my matchmaking plan. So, I quickly whispered it to Grace, making sure no one heard me. She grinned at me, and I led her back over to my part of the table, where Prussia was sitting, alone. I sat across from him and Grace sat next to me, the two of us ready for a hardcore interrogation session. Well, sort of.

"Hey Prussia, what's up?" I asked.

"Oh, not much. I'm just being awesome!"

We rolled our eyes at that. He really said he was awesome way too much. It was time to implement our strategy!

"So, Prussia, I wanted to ask you a question," said Grace. "What do you think of Kaylee?"

I face-palmed. Way to be obvious, Grace. Prussia totally isn't going to figure out what we're really asking him.

"Um, well," he started out, his eyes staring off into the distance. I followed his eyes, and saw that he was staring right at Kaylee. Ha. Busted.

"Prussia. You are talking to us, not Kaylee. So please stop staring at her," I said, trying to get his attention. He snapped out of it and turned back to face me. Was that a blush I detected on his face? It was really faint, but it was still there. And that counted for something.

"I wasn't staring at Kaylee!" he said, his voice taking on a defensive tone. "I'm way too awesome for that!"

"Hey. If you like her, you know, in that way, you can just tell us!" Grace said. "I promise we won't tell her. We'll let you do that."

He looked around the room, making sure no one was listening in. Satisfied that no one was, he leaned in closer to us. "Alright. Alright, I admit it. The Awesome Me might have a little bit of a crush on Kaylee."

Grace and I looked at each other, smirked, and gave each other high fives.

"Great, thanks Prussia! Now go tell her you like her!" I said, clapping him on the back. He looked at us, swallowed and walked over to Kaylee.

"Let's get closer to them! I wanna hear what she says!" Grace dragged me up a few feet and we hid behind a chair, watching as Prussia started talking to Kaylee.

"Kaylee, the Awesome Me needs to tell you something."

"Yeah? What is it?"

"Um, well, I really, really like-"

"Kaylee! I need you to help me pull France and England apart! They're fighting again!" came Megan's voice from somewhere in the room. Kaylee excused herself and followed Megan to where France and England were trying to strangle each other. Prussia turned around and shrugged his shoulders at us. I face-palmed again and Grace shook her head in defeat.

"Try again tomorrow," I said to him. "Trust me; I'm pretty sure we're all going to leave soon."

Sure enough, after France and England stopped fighting, we got kicked out of the restaurant and drove back to Duluth. I looked over at Kaylee, and hoped that she'd be happy with whatever happened tomorrow. Man, matchmaking was hard work!


Yes, yes it is.

Well, I have to get up at about six tomorrow to drive to the airport, so I need to go.

Oh, but one more thing.

I have another fan fiction in the works!

It's really early in development, and all I can say is, Pirates!

I'm excited for this one!