A/N: Yes, that glomp in the last chapter was the one I promised in ch 4. WHY THE HELL DOES WORD SAY GLOMP ISN'T A WORD? Oh, and Google Translate is my best multi-lingual friend. X3

Review Replies (Oh god, there was a lot…):

Crazy-Lil-Yume-Chan: Oh, thanks. XP Well, blame Google Translate. And HELLZ YEAH.

Gervana and Jay Jay (Oh this'll be long): Okay, I'm gonna answer all your reviews in one reply. Yes, America has 50 kids. There are 50 states, and I wanted one for each state, even though some probably won't be mentioned. You did? So did I! (HRExChibitalia is mah OTP~) THE SECOND MOST AWESOME COUNTRY IS THE USA. (The first being Prussia, of course) Pfft. Horndogs. XDDD Yes, Snapped!Canada FTW. Why would you give Spain pie? Pie is awesome. THE POEM FAILS. Kill Spain and Romano will be after your blood. :3 Hope IS Italy's protector. Yes, they suggested that. I don't like Incest either, but then again, I'm a SwissXLiech fan. Haven't heard American Idiot, but oh well! :D Sure, you can do it! :DDD I gotz no problemo~

Mitsuki Horenake: *headdesk/facepalm/lol/rotflmfao*

Sorrow Cheshire: TIS DONE. :3

Chibitalia-Pasta: :D VE LEAP IS EPIC.

Blood on the Sunflowers: You're back! :D Hell yeah, that's HRExItaly! The 50th reviewer was Sorrow Cheshire, with New York!

Haruka Hoshine: I'm not sure if Germany actually does have a mafia, but for this story, all the countries do.

Alba Angelo: I dressed him up like that because, well, Spain and turtles are awesome and he loves 'em!

CelticGirl7: Yes. Thriller is epicness. RUN FOR YOUR LIFES, IT'S THE GERMAN MAFIAAAAAAAA! Cause Spain loves turtles! One of the episodes depicts it!

!~Minnesota POV~?

"Feliciano," I began. "Holy Rome does need to breathe, you know."

Feliciano squeaked, jumping off. Holy Rome sat up, rubbing his head. He looked up at Feli with a smile. "You've gotten a lot stronger, Italy."

"Ve~" Italy blushed. "That's be cause it's been a really long time…"

"I know, and I've always regretted it. I'm so sorry, Italy. I never should've left you."

"Well, you're here now, aren't you?"

Holy Rome smiled, now standing. "Yes. I'm here now, and I won't be leaving you any time soon, if at all."

"He kept your push broom, Feli," I put in. "He couldn't really take it with him in the war, so he made it into a wooden sword."

"How did you…?" Holy Rome blinked in both confusion and awe.

I winked. "Eyes sharp as a Bald Eagle's, an amazing intuition, boy~"

"Is she right?" Feliciano asked.

Holy Rome nodded, unsheathing a small, wooden, child's sword, handing it to Feliciano.

"Ve~! You did keep it!" Feliciano exclaimed, wrapping his arms around the former empire.

Japan and Hungary both reached for a Kleenex, having spontaneous nosebleeds.

Feliciano began crying into Holy Rome's chest, blubbering on about missing him. The latter held the little Italian in close, burring his face in Feli's hair, softly shushing Feliciano and whispering reassurances in his ear.

Elizaveta and Kiku held on to a table, getting woozy from blood loss.

After a minute of that, Feliciano leans up, and gives Holy Rome a peck on the lips

THUD. THUD.

Kiku and Elizaveta hit the ground, unconscious from loss of blood.

"Wait!" Feliciano exclaimed, pulling back. "Where'd Hope go?"

"Your cat?" Florida asked, receiving a nod. Everyone turned towards Heracles, who had the purple cat on his head.
"Over here, Italy," the cat meowed. Hope jumped off of Heracles' head, turning into a full-sized 16-year old girl, with wings resembling pasta wheels.

"…WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?" screamed Lovino.

"This is Hope!" Feliciano said happily. He held out his hand, and Hope shrank, sitting cross-legged in the country's palm. "She's my guardian!"

"You have a fairy as a guardian?" Dad asked. "Sounds like what England's guardian would be."

"Pasta fairy, America," Hope stated. "Plus, as you've seen, I can transform into a cat. And a Hungarian Horntail, if Ita-chan gets hurt or is in trouble."

"Kick-ass fairy," Peter said in awe, then turned to England. "Why aren't your fairies kick-ass?"

!~German Mafia POV~?

Spying the countries and having listened in on them, I relayed everything to M. Italy.

"Good, good," he said giddily through the phone. "Now, I need to hire a bounty hunter. And I know just the man to do it…"

!~;~?

A/N: Muahahaha~ Cliffy! Okay, Sorrow Cheshire was the 50th reviewer! We now have a New York! :D And we're nearing the end, peoples! D: Only a few more chapters left! But don't fret, I have a sequel planed! And yes, I actually have somewhat of a plot for it! WOOT.