The intercom came on again and everyone looked up expectantly, "With two and a half hours remaining here are some more contestants for the auditioning roles." Warriorlass said then clicked off.

The door opened and everyone stopped to watch the following members come in.

The first was Turkey, which only made Greece frown ever so slightly in irritation, followed by Finland, which made Sweden look up and a slight smile arose from his lips. Then in came Australia, which everyone nodded in acceptance, he was a fun guy after all. Then Cuba came in and greeted Canada warmly then smacked America. Scotland also entered and greeted everyone. Switzerland walked in, and laughed as he saw Austria, "Looks like our interview worked huh?" Austria nodded with a small smile. Netherlands came after, and sat on a sofa while petting a bunny. Then little Sealand came in and everyone laughed except Canada who only smiled.

"What?" Sealand exclaimed.

"You can't be a father sport; you haven't really even hit puberty yet." Australia said kindly.

"I can still be a good father!" Sealand insisted.

"Hey everyone, ~da ze!" Korea exclaimed with a brightly lit smile, and went to go sit by Canada and Cuba.

Hong Kong simply nodded to everyone in acknowledgement, "Salutations."

And finally China came in, "Hi guys!" Russia smiled as he saw China enter.

Everyone started talking again, and Canada was able to carry a long conversation with his two friends.

The nations were bubbling with excitement and anticipation, and funny enough Sealand fell fast asleep while sitting on the couch, it was definitely way past his bedtime. Either that or all the excitement of actually being chosen had got to him and exhausted him.

As the minutes ticked by, some became edgy, others fidgety and restless. Some just stared at the clock in tired anticipation. Korea held his head in his hands, he was nodding off into sleep but he kept waking up so he would hear who would be the winners.

The intercom came on and Warriorlass happily shouted, "ALRIGHT CONTESTANTS!" Sealand and Korea both came out of their drowsiness and were excited again, everyone had their eyes and ears glued to the intercom. Warriorlass then continued, "You've all had a good run, but now I will tell everyone who won and with how many votes! From the bottom of the list, the characters that only had a single vote are: Scotland, Sealand,

Hong Kong, Korea, and finally, China. Thank you for your patience and better luck next time."

"Dang, that sucks." Korea said sadly.

Hong Kong shrugged.

China smiled, "I'll definitely win next time."

"Alas it wasn't meant to be." Scotland chuckled.

"That's not fair! I demand a recount!" Sealand persisted but Scotland led him out, "You should get to bed."

The five left to go home, and then Warriorlass continued, "Anyways, onto the second round! With only 2 votes per person, are the following, Switzerland, Austria, Cuba, Australia, Japan, and Italy."

"Haha, that's ironic, we get interviewed together then we leave together." Switzerland said to Austria.

"I will discuss my bitter disgust that I wasn't chosen later, when I get home." Austria.

"Well I had a good run, later gaters!" Australia chuckled and left, after the penny-pinchers.

"Bye everyone, and good luck." Japan said with a nod.

Italy pouted, "Ah well, I'll get my chance next time. Bye Germany!" He shouted and left with the others.

Warriorlass began again, "Onto the third round, with only three votes, we have, Russia, Iceland, Poland, Finland, Netherlands."

"Bye brother dearest." Norway said to Iceland. Iceland in turn gave his brother the thumbs down impression.

"Kolkolkol, I will make sure I win the next time around." Russia said, the creepy purple aura surrounding him.

"This is like totally not cool." Poland pouted.

"Ah well I'm off to bed." Finland said with a smile.

Netherlands just stood and left alongside the others.

Sweden frowned a bit, that Finland was leaving, but there was nothing he could about it.

"Round four, with four votes we have France and Turkey."

Turkey sighed, "That stinks." He glared at Greece then left.

"C'est la vie." France said with his charming smile and followed Turkey out the door.

"Round five with five votes is Denmark and Lithuania!"

Denmark shrugged and chugged down the rest of his beer, "Eh, they don't know what they're missing."

Lithuania smiled, "Good luck everyone!" Then silently he said to himself, "At least Russia isn't going to torture the pour soul, and anyways Poland will be happy that he won't be alone without me."

The blonde and the brunette left the room as well.

"Onto round six, for this round for six votes we have…England."

"That's it! I'm the only one leaving! That can't be right! I demand a recount you bloody wanker!" England growled.

"L'ks l'ke s'm'ne else st'yed up p'st h's b'dtme." Sweden said, which sent everyone rolling in laughter.

England stormed out in humiliation and slammed the door. "Watch your language and don't break the doors!" Warriorlass yelled, and sighed, "Anyways round seven for seven votes we'll be wishing a good departure to, Spain, Romano, and Canada. Good job for making it so far you guys!"

"Well I didn't want to be a dad anyways you damn jerks!" Romano said though he looked disappointed.

Spain sighed, "Man, I was so eager to see the little chica."

"I'm just happy that so many would notice me, thank you readers!" Canada said with happy tears in his eyes. The trio then left.

"Well then, onto the eighth and final round, only one will go home tonight…PSYCHE! Here's the deal, by default because Noelloen75 didn't cast a last choice the tally goes to me, and because Prussia is one of my besties, I give it to him. Now he and his brother Germany aka West are tied with 11 votes. So therefore the winners are Sweden with 16 votes, Greece with an outstanding 20 votes, Norway with the big 23, and finally," the sound of Warriorlass face-palming made everyone laugh, "America with…" Warriorlass grumbled. With a big goofy grin on his face, America said teasingly, "What was that Boss Lady? I can't hear you!" "America also wins…with 27 votes."

"YAHOO! I WIN! I'M THE WINNER! YOU KNOW WHY? CUS I'M THE HERO!" America yelled jumping up and down like a little kid on Christmas.

Sweden smiled, "N'ce."

Greece grinned, "This girl is going to be spoiled rotten."

Norway smiled, "But she's going to have an excellent life with us."

"So, vait, vhere does that leave us?" Prussia asked the intercom.

"You dummknopf, it obviously means that because Varriorlass gave you an extra point because she favors you, that there's going to have to be a tie breaker."

"Exactly Germany." Warriorlass said, "So readers, it's up to you to pick between Germany and Prussia. So by 3:00 sharp tomorrow on Pacific Northwest time I will count up who has the most votes between the two and let the best German win! So congratulations guys, I salute you all with the highest honor! Have a good rest and well Pass the cigars boys! You're all fathers…well except one of you two but what the hell, go ahead and celebrate! I hope you all make excellent fathers!"

The intercom clicked off and the others did much merry-making. "PARTY AT MY HOUSE Y'ALL!" America shouted happily, and everyone followed the American to his home where they would all celebrate at reaching fatherhood.