SCW: Thanks to the many reviews for just one chapter I've decided to put this up early. I spent a crap load of sleepless hours getting 14 done and 15 re-planned. See silly idiot here accidentally combined 14 and 15 so I had to trade 15 out for something else. I really do love you guys the reviews were both funny and kind. Miniflip999 dear is actually drawing a scene from last chapter and that's extremely sweet.

Ariana: Hey my magazine subscription came in! They finally sent my kit!

SCW: what kit?

Ariana: here's the description.

SCW: New and improved walrus polishing kit… includes four brushes capable of cleaning even the trickiest of sea bound mammals.

Romania: She got a what! For polishing what! Do you even own a walrus?

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CHAPTER 13: ARRIVAL AT HOME BASE

"We've arrived! Hey, he's asleep!" Andy grinned happily. He felt much more at ease at his home. The cold bitter air relaxed his tense muscles almost instantly. Of course that was the same for every country. Their homeland, the earth and land that gave birth to them and their bodies always called for them. He could feel the ice and snow welcoming him back.

He breathed in the frigid air deeply before turning back to his captive. The Englishman was shivering a bit despite Abby's best attempts to keep him out of the wind. She did a relatively good job though considering he could be a Britain-sicle. Andy paused, he could see why Alfred liked him so much. The Brit was pretty cute in a simple yet nice way. His body was very petite and fragile in Abby's grip. Like an ice sculpture, with a large pair of eyebrows, he looked like he was capable of breaking under the slightest pressure. Andy had seen his strength though and knew that was a lie. That small body in his friends warm grip used to be an empire. Ruling over one fourth of the entire world.

He found it utterly amazing, glad that he had chosen Arthur instead of the others. While Alfred had his boyish charms and bright personality; he was denser than lead. While he wasn't as stupid as he appeared (stupid Santa) he still was pretty dull in the head.

While Matthew was sweet and had that innocent and timid personality. He was too quiet and while he could turn invisible he could also make Alfred cry with words alone and that was pretty scary.

While Ivan was the largest country in the world and had a rather interesting personality, he was too creepy. He had a childish, sadistic and dominating appearance. He looked like he could snap you in two just by sneezing.

Arthur was a perfect balance. He was the perfect (as perfect as humanly possible in Andy's lacking mind) mix of kind and rough. Able to go from caring for a tiny colony to overpowering an entire ship whenever necessary. He wasn't excessively creepy, unless drunk or angry. He was shy and times yet brash and bold during others. (that's what a lot of people call tsundere Andy… you might want to look it up.) Arthur was the perfect size for cuddling as well. Andy like him.

Abby watched Arthur and Andy quietly. She wasn't quite sure she liked where the expressions on her masters face were going. She curled tighter over Arthur's tinier body. A happy grunt came from her though, at the sight of the ice caps she was born in. (yes they are still in the boat.) The arctic's ice sheets spread as the boat passed before refreezing a moment later. Andy started to get giddy.

"We're almost there! He'll probably be so awed by the epic-ness that is my ice caps! He'll also probably be hungry. When we get home I'll be sure to prepare some soup for him." Abby nodded, though she knew with Andy's lack of short term memory she'd probably have to do it. And she really hated the stupid heart covered apron he made her wear so her fur wouldn't get into the food.

"Warm room as well as comfortable." She said in a quiet voice. Andy nodded.

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"Ah, my home within my home. Cozy." Andy breathed deeply. Abby adjusted the unconscious Englishman in her shoulders. She thumped along, past him. Eagar to get Arthur to a warm room. Andy sighed at the lack of enthusiasm and followed, pout present on his face. They moved through a long series of corridors and ice doors until they reached the middle of the entire layout. Abby waited for Andy to open a door to the left.

It revealed a relatively well decorated room. A dresser made from metal, a bed, or futon, it didn't rest off the floor. With thick quilts and microfiber blankets piled high. Abby but Arthur down on the bed and waited for Andy to cover his captive. Arthur shivered form the sudden lack of heat. Abby curled around him surprised when Arthur tried to inch even closer into her body. Andy cut the ropes around Arthurs legs and arms. Trading them for a manacle around his right arms wrist. Arthur barely even shifted. Probably because Andy had accidentally spilled some chloroform on Arthurs parka. (he blamed Abby) They had cleaned it up immediately but it was too late. Arthur had managed a few choice insults before fainting.

"Abby can you go get him some soup. I'll keep him warm." Andy grinned as she grumbled but left.

"Oh and don't forget to wear the hair….fur net along with that adorable apron! Don't want him finding a white hair in his food!" The American flip off answered him this time, the paw was the only visible sight but he got the message. Then the door slammed shut. Andy tucked Arthur in then settled in beside him though he sat on the blanket instead. Arthur slept on curling up despite the rattle of the chain.

"Don't worry you! I'll keep you nice and comfy until Abby gets back. I know you can't hear me but hey, it's nice to have some form of human to talk too. Greenland has started to go a little bandy… don't hate me for this. I really only want people to see what's happened to me and my land. Once I've got their attention you're free to go!" Andy told him.

"Oh yes, that'll smooth things over in record time. Heck I'm surprised he hasn't jumped into your arms demanding to be friends." Abby's cynical voice interrupted Andy's thoughts. Andy groaned, though the smell of soup kept his mood high. Also the sight of his buddy in the white heart decorated apron.

"Hey, you aren't wearing the fur net." She kicked him as she passed, an angry growl her response.

"So…ya finally decided to speak out huh. Hey help me wake him up. He might try to punch me if I do." Andy said as he stepped away from Arthur. She sighed and thumped over, due to her being on her hind legs she made more noise. She set the pot down beside her along with the bowls in her aprons pouch. Then sat down next to Arthur and pulled him onto her lap.

"Hey, little one. Supper time. Please wake up dear." Abby said patting Arthurs cheek. He groaned in response. (She has motherly tendencies with everyone she meets, this is due to Andy, the biggest klutz around.) A foggy green eye opened before being quickly followed by the other. She cooed in happiness and made Andy pour some soup into a bowl.

"I've made you some food, you need to eat now before it gets cold." She told him. He blearily nodded, the chloroform obviously still in effect. Andy passed the steaming bowl over to Abby who held it to Arthur. He stared at the manacle on his wrist, then at the base of the chain, then to Andy as if judging the distance. Andy sweat dropped and stepped even further away. Abby grunted to get Arthurs attention back.

"No violence, please. Just eat. When your friends save you, then you can paint his face new shades." She said. He sighed, his body wasn't up to moving too much anyway so it wasn't worth it. He took the bowl slowly, his stomach growled and he blushed. The soup did smell good, and he hadn't eaten in a while. He sipped the warm liquid and sighed as it's warmth spread throughout his body. Almost like one of Tara's comfort dishes that she would make him when he was feeling low. Abby seemed pleased that he liked it.

"I'm glad you like it. This is your home for now, until they can get you out of here. Please bear with moose brains over there for just a little longer. I promise I'll try my best to keep you safe from any harm." Abby patted Arthurs head when he nodded.

Please hurry, Andy only has so much patience before his darker self starts to take over. When that happens I don't know if I'll be able to protect him after that. Abby thought, snuggling closer to Arthur to keep him warm.

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Ariana: Of course I own a walrus.

SCW: really, well what's his name?

Ariana: Ramses niblic the III kerplunk kerplunk whoops! Where's my thribble. That's his entire name, amazing ishn't it.

SCW: why the heck would you name a walrus that?

Ariana: Why the heck not.

Romania: Good point.

Andy: I want a walrus

Romania: well I can't do walrus but *pulls out spiked metal baseball bat* I can give you a concussion! *Pained screams fill the air, then healing, then more pained screams*

SCW: well while my dear OC is owning my other OC I would like to take the time to ask you readers whether you would like me to do a back ground story on Abby, she didn't always live with Andy you know. I won't if you don't want me too but hey if you want I just might.