Hah, so this was an update long-overdo. Sorry 'bout that. Really.
Winter break though. Real good time to finish overdo stuff. ^^;; [/eventhoughyknowitslikealmost overandistillhavehomework-;;;;;;]
Hopefully I can get rolling on the last chapter like I did with this one*. That would just be the icing on the cake for this year, what with Season 5 being announced and stuff. Woo~

Like.. half or a little more/less of this chapter was written a WHILE ago, so there MIIIGHT be slight differences with my writing style. I don't really know. ^^;;

*I'm kinda hoping I can finish 26 and post 26 today, end of the year and shit. I... sorta doubt that'll happen, but it's nice to dream.

So... enjoy this [short /imsorry] penultimate chapter!

[EDIT;2-16-13]- Fixing all these grammar/spelling mistakes is such a pain :'D I'm gomen for those of you who read before all these edits! :'''D

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"America."

He looked up slowly from his seat on the concrete ground.
"What do you want."

"We want you to tell us about your plan."

"Tch." Alfred rolled his eyes.
"You honestly think I'd say anything about it, to any of you? I'm not an idiot."

England crossed his arms and stared pointedly at him.
"Well obviously."

He let out a short laugh.
"Then why did you bother asking? Seems like a waste of breath to me."

Arthur rolled his eyes as Ludwig stepped forward.
"Who turned off the video feed."

"And you think I'd know?"

"Yes, because you would have had been told that before you answered our first question to anyone, aru." China responded.

"Ha, a couple of smart idiots we got here, someone give 'em an award." He leaned his back against the wall.

"We're not going to play games with you, Alfred. So you'd better start talking."

"Did you hear what I said before? Not talking, buddy. Try as hard as you please but that fact will not change."

A silence rippled through the room.

Nobody moved.

"It's no use, let's just head back up." England lead the way up the long flight of stairs.

"Hah."

"Germany?"

"Hm?"

Canada strode over to the German, holding Kumajirou in his arms.
"I know you've already talked to your brother a few times, but maybe you should try again. I mean, if you ask the right questions maybe you'll get some kind of answer..."

Ludwig looked at him skeptically before replying.
"What kind of questions?"

"Well, like, I guess ones that could have a double meaning but hard to actually tell that they're like that, you know?"

"...I suppose I could try that."

"Yeah, it doesn't hurt to try, right?"

"Ja..."

"They're calling Prussia."

"Hah.. good. That ass needs a wakeup call."

"I thought he was doing a good job so far?"

"I'll see about that. Just call him when they're done."

"Got it." The nation nodded briefly and headed back upstairs.

Dial tone, dial tone, annoyed foot tapping, dial tone.

"Pick up already, aru!"

"China, that's not going to help."

"Shut up, opium."

England rolled his eyes as Prussia answered the call.

"Lud? Was do you need?"

"I wanted to ask you a few question..."

"Hah, no problem!" The non-nation laughed. "Shoot!"

The blonde looked around the room quickly, taking glances at everyone's faces.

"Do you know anything about this worldwide... thing, going on?"

"No, not much else than what's been said on tv. And that still isn't a lot to begin with!"

"Right..." He tapped his fingers against the couch's arm, thinking of what else he could ask without stating what they wanted to know outright.
"I may have asked this before, I don't quite remember, but have you talked to America recently?"

"Recently? Not really. I mean, a long while ago yeah, but not really around now or stuff."

"Hm..." He'd probably have to apologize or something of the sort to Francis later, but he went ahead with the question in his mind.
"What about Canada?"

"Who?" They heard Gilbird in the background after the short question. "Oh, America's bruder. Haha, oops. Nah, not extremely recently, but I've talked to him. Pretty cool, once you get past the look-alike-ness. Doesn't really like being compared to Alfred either. Matt's pretty awesome. Not as awesome as I am though. No one can top me!"

"I... see..."

Gilbird peeped again.
"So... is that all?"

"...no." Germany sighed. " I'll be straightforward with you. Do you know any inside details about this plan of America's, and furthermore are you involved?"

There was a pause, and everyone held their breaths. Or seemed to.

"No, why would you think that? I'm not even a country anymore, how would I even have any use? You and your friends have some pretty stupid questions, you know, haha!"

"How... did you know... that they were..."
France didn't get to finish when Gilbert interrupted.

"What, I can't be good-looking and smart? You jerks!" More laughter.
"Well I'll talk to you later, bruder, gotta go!"
He ended the call.

"Well... that was..." Arthur trailed off.

"Unsuccessful?" Russia finished for him. "Da."

"Might as well let this settle for a while before checking back with Amerika, hai?"

A mutual nodding of heads, and the group split to do their own individual things.

"Gilbert?"

"Ja. I'm here. What is it?"

"Nothing revealed or anything, right?"

"Of course. Was do you think I am. Stupid?" He scoffed. "I may not come off as that bright, but I have my moments."

"Sorry, sorry, standard question. Blame America. He told me to call."

"Well of course he did; needs to check up on me but obviously he can't. Your little friends and my bruder having locked him up and shit. Fucking Russian's place too. I hate him."

"They're not really... I guess I don't really consider them 'friends' so much anymore, just, acquaintances?"

"Ja, whatever. This is all rock solid. We'll be head of this shit in no time, as soon as he gets out from there. Tell him I'm doing what he asked. See ya."

"Right. A-auf wiedersehen."