Hey guys. Uh I've been really busy my mock exams just finished on Friday and now the teachers are giving us homework over mid term. *sigh* hope you enjoy this chapter and if you feel like leaving a review then go ahead and if you don't DO IT ANYWAY! lolz jk.

Here is Chapter 24.

Chapter 24

Éire was trying to not let it show but she was genuinely becoming scared about whether or not she exists. Usually, she left that kind of thinking to people like Greece. Why wonder about whether you mean anything when you can just live your life and find out or as Éire had caught herself thinking or saying once too often 'Feck it. It'll be grand.' But she had changed so drastically in appearance, personality and well… life in general.

Ever since England had stormed into Éire's life she found out she didn't have parents and that Darragh and Aoife were just Ireland's assistances, oh yeah the small matter of her not being a human and being a small land mass off the coast of Europe, she didn't have a proper name, something she had only learned recently from Darragh and Aoife who admitted to not knowing Ireland's human name so just used Éire instead. Éire laughed it off in front of Darragh and Aoife but in reality she was almost having a panic attack. She had heard that when people find something that questions their identity that they feel cold and empty inside, Éire was having the completely opposite problem.

She felt like their was another person's voice inside her head and while it was quiet at first it was getting louder and louder like a slow drawn out crescendo, and Éire knew that soon this alien voice might just over power her own. If that happened would the noise stop or would it continue until Éire didn't exist any more. This combined with the note in the journal and Éire was having an identity crisis.

Trying to stop herself from ending up like Greece and questioning the point of the universe with 20 cats piled on top of her (She'd never been much of a cat person.) She's been keeping herself busy by looking over some of Ireland's photos which is how Éire came up with the penalty for losing the G.A.A games. Éire was doing her best to inhale air in-between laughing but it was proving difficult. She had gotten her idea from old Halloween photos. America was dressed up as superman and was on the pigs back because he could finally ware the costume to a world meeting. Éire wasn't really laughing at America; strangely the outfit suited him even with the red pants on top of the bright blue leggings.

No, Éire's laughter was mostly directed at Prussia and England. Prussia was dressed up as a giant version of Gilbird. The lurid yellow which is very cute on Gilbird begins to hurt your eyes when it takes up half of a wide corridor. The costume was so large that the only way Prussia could move forward was by doing a weird a waddle adding to the lunacy of the outfit. Despite this, Prussia still had his troublemaking grin on his face, claiming the awesome Prussia could pull off anything especially if it was a costume of his equally awesome friend, who was perched on top of the costume and tweeting happily in reply to Prussia.

England on the other hand was not taking things so well.

"NO WAY IN BLOODY HELL AM I WEARING THIS…THIS…ATROCITY!" England was yelling himself hoarse from inside the room he was supposed to be getting changed in.

"Aw, come on Iggy. You're such a spoil sport." America whined.

"I DON'T BLODDY CARE! ÉIRE, WHO THE FUCK DID YOU GET THIS FROM, I NEED TO MURDER THEM!"

"From the magical fairies England, where else?" Éire snorted "You made a deal, if you don't do this I'll spread the word that France is more trustworthy than you."

Muffled curse words came from the door in response. You could get England to do anything, Éire discovered, if you just say that his rival could do said thing better or something of the sorts. It was actually France and Hungary who'd helped get the costume for Éire.

England opened the door and the three of them lost it, Prussia even fell over and couldn't get up because of the costume. England was dressed as an angel but dressed was probably pushing it, the short white dress/robe/sheet being indeed very short. England started to waddle forward, trying to keep the sheet from moving any further north, and Éire, America and Prussia lost it again, even Gilbird was wheezing on top of Prussia. England's face was contorted in such a way that only people who are literally dying from embarrassment can make. He was also refusing to look anyone in the eye.

"Let's just get this over with." England said dejectedly. "Éire, you do have your notebook because you're going to be talking about the world economy in front of everyone without help, for the first time, so it would be good if you had a sample answer."

"To be fair England, I don't think they'll be concentrating on Éire much, especially not France." America quipped and the three plus Gilbert started cackling again. England's face went beet-red and started spluttering about perverts, causing much damage to said perverts, generally using long sticks with a very pointy end or a blunt hammer.

After Éire had stopped wheezing (and that took a good few minutes mind you) she compromised "Okay, you can bring a change of clothes but you have to stay in your costumes until the first long break. 'Oh, thank god' thought Prussia and England. "Just let me grab my bag and we can Nation hop to wherever the meeting is this time." Éire said and dashed off into the study to find her school bag. When she found it she didn't bother checking if the notebook was in her bag, she never really took it out of her school bag that often unless a nation was giving her a lesson and just rushed down the group of dressed up nations down stairs.

"Aw, lapin. Why did you have to change from lovely outfit. hon hon hon"

"Shut up Frog!" England blushed furiously. They were standing just outside the room where the meeting had been going on previously. The hour and a half was almost up.

"I heard Éire is doing her first presentation today. I fear what you brutes have been teaching her in my absence."

"Yes, she is. She's the first nation after this break. However I'd say she's is safer learning now then when you were teaching her. If you want to keep teaching her then why did you really leave and don't give me the 'boss said I was spending too much time with another nation' excuse again after all the only thing you actually do is go on strike so you wouldn't be missed."

"Your words hurt me deeply mon lapin."

"Seriously though, Éire isn't here nor is anyone else for that matter."

"Oh, America's boss had a word with mine and managed to get us switched and then Italy was moved because I was moving and Germany used this excuse to get Italy off the team. I don't think I have to explain to even you why."

"What's that supposed to mean?! Anyway, Éire's talk should be fine, as long as she sticks to her notebook no international crisis will happen."

France chuckled "Isn't every world meeting an international crisis."

"True" and the two of them opened the heavy oak doors into the meeting room.

Éire was freaking out; searching frantically in her bag for the notebook but it wasn't there. 'Why didn't I check at the start of the break then there would be time for someone to nation hop me to Ireland's house and search there. But no Éire, you just had to presume that it was in your bag. Uh, what am I going to do? England's going to be pissed he spent ages writing up and explaining the notes to me. What was it something like the European economy is a bus? No.. eh"

"Bonjour Éire, ready for your talk." Said a smiling France who was waling with England who in contrast had his usual scowl on his face.

'Should I tell them?' Éire asked herself. 'No don't, you'll get through it just don't let England see that you've fucked up.' Said the other voice and for once Éire decided to listen to it.

"Yep, hopefully it will be easy to understand but still be interesting. Um, when do I have to give the presentation?" Éire asked hoping that maybe just maybe their was enough time so that she could come up with something.

"Well, your first on after the break so that would be in..." England answered but was interrupted by Germany shouting that break was over and that every one sit down immediately and that Éire was now starting. 'well, cac' swore Éire in her head and trudged up to the speaking area. England sat down beside America and did a double take.

"America, you know you can change out of your costume now."

"Yeah, I know."

England was about to start giving out to him but was interrupted with a 'SHHH, Éire is about to start."

Éire looked up and saw everyone looking at her with great interest, well more interest then they had the others. 'Great, I'm about to embarrass myself in front of the whole world… lit-er-ally' Éire sighed to herself and could think of nothing to say. 'Why don't you let me talk for a bit?' the other voice said coaxingly. 'yeah, because that's a great idea why don't I just…' Éire ranted to the other voice (in her own head of course) when a cough came from Germany clearly meaning to get started. 'If you want to stand up here making a complete eejit of ourselves, then you're doing a great job.' Said the voice sarcastically.

'Fine, do what you want!' and so Éire decidedly bought herself a one way ticket to hell.

'Right youse listen up! I'm here too tell you why we need to do more to promote different languages and cultures. These past few months have been an eye opener to how little some of the bigger countries know of smaller countries' culture. Just look at those three,' Ireland gestured at Prussia, America and England, 'You saw their silly outfits earlier right? They ended up losing against me while playing my national sports. Shocking I know. Yet, their biggest disadvantage wasn't my superior knowledge, it was their Ignorance.'

Ireland went on to tell tales of culture shock of the nations in class. As she spoke, England became more and more red.

'It's not my fault I didn't know that you could pick up the ball. Irish is a hard language. It's grammar is way too complicated' he muttered to himself.

Several of the countries seem to be nodding in agreement. Every now and again the room would ripple with laughter. Ireland is in her element. England could only hope that her speech would soon come to an end

"And those are the reasons I believe more money should be invested in language and culture." Éire finished. 'Go on look up' the voice told Éire and cautiously she and found that most of the nations were either laughing their heads off, couldn't breathe because of the looks on their 'friend's' faces or in the case of England giving out. Even Greece was smiling which was a relief to Éire as honestly she felt the voice went a bit over the top.

And so Éire made her way back down to her seat beside France. England leaned across France and started giving out to Éire. "What happened to the notes I gave you!" Before Éire replied America interrupted and said "Aw, leave her alone England, that presentation was hilarious!" "Oui, I agree with America, after all that sounded like something Ireland would have said anyway."

That comment was what managed to shut England and Éire up for the rest of the day.