Woo-hoo! I just barely made this deadline. Enjoy this fanfic, and also I do not own Hetalia.

Dufa Taran Department of Intelligence, Dufa

After the godly Masters of the Loudspeakers had gotten everyone's attention, they gave an announcement that was met with sighs of relief all over the city-state.

"SECURITY HAS BEEN ESTABLISHED IN ALL COMPROMISED AREAS. LOCKDOWN IS LIFTED ON ALL AFFECTED AREAS. MUNICIPAL SERVICES WILL BE RE-ESTABLISHED SHORTLY."

In Dufa's Public Announcement Control Office, one of the godly Masters himself sponged up his co-worker's spilled coffee while the co-worker herself received a slip of paper from yet another co-worker. This one, however, was known to act as a messenger for certain people, the type who were always shown with their faces in shadow with their voices frustratingly indistinct while they plotted vaguely with others over voice-scrambling connections and proclaimed that everything was going according to plan. So the while the female worker quirked an eyebrow at the order on the slip, she didn't object, and tossed the slip lazily over her shoulder on her way to her station. It caught fire in midair and hit the carpet as flaky ashes. They were used to that, too.

"LOCKDOWN AND RESTRICTIONS REESTABLISHED ON BLOCKS N3 AND N4 UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE. HAVE A NICE DAY. As she said it, she wondered whose day would be turned utterly miserable by the order.

Keha's House

"Whaaaat? Nooo! No, no, no!" Keha stormed through the house looking absolutely angry at everything. "They are so lucky they got that out fast, because if I had been outside I would NOT have stopped."

"So which one of those blocks are we in, N3 or N4?" asked Estonia, to gather information.

"I am so not telling you." She stepped downstairs (stomping frightened the bunnies. They're very seismically sensitive, you know) and grabbed a stuffed toy to keep her hands busy while she walked out her anger.

Someplace Supernaturally Secret and Shadowy

"Nice to see that Anton is still in good standing with his co-workers at PACE," said Kehensha and Alsihi's mom as she listened from a hidden microphone. She was listening while working on a scrapbook of famous people she'd ordered the deaths of. Scrapbooking was her hobby, but she dissolved everyone in acid as soon as she finished it so that no one could use the information against her. Paranoia isn't bad if it's justified. "Trapped that long, Keha will either fall in love with him or murder him, both of which would do her good. It would really be so nice to see her with a boyfriend." Why, at her age, Alsi was already engaged! I did have to have him killed, but she recovered nicely, anyway. No outwardly visible trauma or depression at all for her.

Dufa Taran Department of Intelligence, Dufa

Meanwhile, Alternate Iceland bolted as soon as the first alarms went off. Puffin was not too injured to insult his search and rescue skills, loudly, and so the two friends were reunited and trekking home. Yay, happy endings!

"Their return will probably be a plot point in a later fanfic. The author isn't one to abandon stuff like this. She likes Iceland, too. You can see because she made him cute, skinny, resilient, and victimized," observed Fate, eating red licorice.

Back at Intelligence, Alsi was painfully digging shards of glass and shoe out of her foot. I should have probably gone to Med, she realized, but there was no way she was hobbling there now without leaving a trail of blood on the floor. If it's bad enough to leave a trail of blood, I should really go there. Thankfully, the surgeon popped by to give a time estimate for the surgery and decided to be heroic and carry her there.

The nurses were, frankly, shocked at her physical feat. But they were not at all surprised that she hadn't noticed the pain until recently. Apparently, that was one of the main properties of adrenaline. So Alsi, lying in that bed in the duckling-yellow room, simply relaxed and got her first good sleep in 24 hours.

In case you guys are wondering ( you probably aren't) Iceland's powers are an affinity for fish-eating birds and a propensity to avoid getting injured by geological phenomena. Useful if there is an erupting volcano nearby. And he hardly ever trips on rocky outcroppings or falls off cliffs! Yay for random reality warping!

I might release a mini-chapter in one week that gives more background for Prussia's devil companion.