Me: (Strolls in) Hi peoples! Glad you enjoyed last chapter (however long it was). With that done, I only have a few requests left. And look! We passed the 800 review mark! :D

Germany: (Walks in with review-letters)

Me: (Smirks) You stole the show, love~. Best half-asleep decision I've ever made.

Germany: (Glare)

Me: ^^ (Reads a letter) ...I'm sorry Fem!Romania didn't get a longer appearance. ^^" I was planning on using her for the Second Act (as Snow White, I think), but my brain was like 'akjdsghfgfa BRO, IT'S ALREADY 3 CHAPTERS LONG. X_X NO SECOND ACT', so she was (ironically) placed in lightning crew. She'll have more appearances, don't worry.

Nezumi: *Ahem* Bri-san...

Me: Yes?

Nezumi: Read this. (Hands over review-letter)

Me: ... (Facepalms and throws papers into the air) Gyaaaah! Dammit dammit dammit! I can't do it! Plan is cancelled! I was planning to end this on the year anniversary, but I can't do it. (Reads another letter) Philippines...? Male Philippines, no less? Crap... (Researches) Uhhhhh... There are two Philippines on this wiki. ._. Great, from what I've seen (that wiki, the Philippines from the doujinshi 'Maaf', the look I got at the Philippines fanclub on deviantart, and several more pokes around DA) Philippines is... free-spirited. Free-spirited, close to America, Spain, Mexico, and the other Southeast Asian nations. Uh... I'm not familiar with Philippines but... I'll do my best! ^^"

Character whom I've screwed up before (Mexico): (Facepalm)

Me: (Reads another letter) Any children in the audience...? o_o Anyone here younger than 12...? If yes, then I'm doubly grateful I didn't put the second act. (Reads another letter and tosses cookie to Himochi) Gimme the sheepie~ :D (Holds out arms)

Germany: Keep going! We're on a schedule!

Me: Fine. -.- (Reads a final letter) No no! It's fine, love! It's fine! ^^" (Flails arms) That was the kind of request that gave me the good type of exhaustion, the kind that makes me think I've done something of legend! It's alright for you to make requests! I'm not ending this yet and at the moment I only have 6 requests! Wait... (Sprinkles chibi-powder on Fem!Australia and tosses her over the Fourth Wall) 5 requests. ^^"

Germany: Bri does not own Hetalia, Hidekaz Himaruya owns it. Nor does she own any of the anime that will be referenced in this chapter. I don't even think she watches half of them...

Oh. List of nations still in the fic: Allies (Russia, China, Canada, and England are still genderbent), the Axis (all still genderbent), the Nordics (Finland, Norway, and Iceland still genderbent), Prussia (ungenderbent), Romania (genderbent), Wy (genderbent), Seychelles (genderbent), Spain (still genderbent), Romano (finally ungenderbent), Australia (genderbent), New Zealand (unknown), Egypt (genderbent), Philippines (who was in charge of costumes for the play, genderbent into a guy).

"Germany, you're in charge while we're gone."

"Understood."

"Make sure nothing is broken, the house is still in one piece when we return, and for Pete's sake, make sure Sealand doesn't go anywhere near my wand again."

With all money they made from the play, the nations were finally able to spend a little extra on themselves. France had suggested going to a concert that would occur later that night, but America protested by saying he'd rather go play laser tag. They made a compromise; some nations go to the concert, some go play laser tag, and some stay at home.

...I bet Switzerland would be proud of their wastefulness.

The moment the door closed behind the other nations, Sealand let out a loud groan. "I'm bored already!"

Romano crossed his arms. "What do you want us to do about it, kid?"

Sealand pouted. "Entertain me, desu yo!"

Romano scowled. "Oh hell no."

Italy, however, immediately bounced up to Sealand and started chattering rapidly. "Ve~! We can play games and watch movies and draw and make pasta, I prefer making pasta myself but you can help! Or we could jump around and make white flags and keep the author's plot moving and take a siesta and go to the moon and sing karaoke-"

"Can't. The karaoke machine broken."

Into the room walked in a boy with dark hair and tanned skin. He had a slightly disappointed looking smile on his face. "Oh well, there goes my night."

"Ve! There must be something to do!"

Japan thought for a moment before she smiled. "I believe I have an idea..."

Meanwhile at laser tag...

"Okay, bro! Listen to me, the hero, and you might survive the battlefield!"

"Whatever you say, America..."

Canada sat in the middle of the laser tag field as America stood before her, like a teacher about to begin a lecture. America's gun lay forgotten on the ground as he walked around, while Canada had her gun ready in her hands.

"First rule of laser tag, do not talk about laser tag!" the American proclaimed.

"Got it." As she said this, she nonchalantly took down an enemy about to shot her brother from behind.

"Second rule of laser tag, stay on guard at all times!"

"Whatever you say, America." Canada did a shot over her shoulder, somehow nailing someone behind her.

"And the third rule of laser tag, you're my backup!" He picked up his gun and struck a hero pose.

Canada rolled her eyes. "Of course. America, to your left."

He saw Wy attempting to aim at him. "Thanks!"

"Nooooooooooo!" Australia jumped out in front of the principality.

"...Why are you moving so slow?"

"Dramatic effe-" ZAP.

Meanwhile back at home...

"I'M GOING TO KILL THAT JAPANESE COSTUME-BASTARD!" yelled the Italian dressed as Xianghua from Soul Calibur.

"Calmate, Romano!" Spain said as she held him back.

"WHY THE F_ CAN'T CHINA WEAR THIS STUPID COSTUME?" Romano reached up to yank the wig off his head.

"Uhh... Because China isn't here?" Spain was dress up as Rinoa from Final Fantasy. She spun around and played with her cape-like jacket. Romano was not amused.

"Stop that. You look like a dumbass-"

"Fratello!" Romano got glomped by a blur of pink. "Don't I look cute?"

Romano glanced at his former-brother dressed up as Estelle from Tales of Vesperia. Because of the pink hair and the light pink jacket, he responded with "You look like Poland threw up on you."

"That's mean, Romano..."

Germany sighed. She was dressed up Celty from Durarara, so if she tried facepalming, she'd only hit a helmet. She glanced around.

Sealand, who was dressed as Yui from K-On, was trying to get Iceland, who was dressed up as Eve from Black Cat, to address her as the senior of the two again. Egypt was standing in a corner, trying to hide as much embarrassment of her Yoruichi costume as possible. New Zealand was trying to see if the Crona cosplay looked good. Japan, dressed as Hideyoshi from Baka to Test, went over to Germany with a smile on her face.

"I knew there was something to do."

"Ja. This at least kept them occupied."

"Though... It is getting rather late... I wonder where the others are."

From behind them, Philippines had Japan's phone in his hand. "Pssssssssst."

No reaction.

"Psssssssssssst."

Still no reaction.

"Hoy! Japan!"

Finally, Japan turned around. "Yes?"

"Phone's for you."

"Ah. Thank you." Japan took the phone and listened to China's exasperated voice. "You ended up where...?"

Meanwhile at laser tag...

America and Russia finally found each other on the battlefield. Each were behind cover, had their guns at ready, and were smirking at each other.

The whole room was frozen in anticipation. At least for a while, anyways.

Canada facepalmed. "Oh my gosh... it's like the Cold War all over again. With more lights."

Prussia crossed his arms and groaned. "Verdammt! Just shoot already!"

ZAP. The target on Prussia's chest lit up. The guns immediately went back to their positions aiming at the nation across the room.

Prussia frowned. "Not awesome, guys."

Meanwhile in... prison?

"You just had to grab the man's arse, didn't you, Frog?"

"It was tempting and worth it~."

"Did you have to climb onstage to do it though?"

"Oui!"

Romania sighed. "We would have gotten away if I had enough magic to make wings."

Norway stopped playing the 'Jail Harmonica' for a second to answer. "Because a girl with bat wings carrying off seven people is completely subtle."

"It would have worked!" Romania protested.

The door to the prison opened. Japan, dressed up as Trucy Wright, stepped into the room along with...

"...Is that Phoenix Wright?" asked Seychelles.

"It's just Philippines, aru," China corrected.

"Who cares? He's wearing a suit. He can get us out!"

Then a security guard from the concert came in. "Hey! You two aren't allowed in here!"

"Ha?" Philippines turned around and scratched his head. "Uhhh... I'm their lawyer? Can we just skip to the part where I say 'Objection!', win their case, and get them out?"

China facepalmed.

"I'm afraid not."

"Too bad." Philippines pointed at the guard. "OBJECTION!" Suddenly the guard was knocked over. "WHOA! HOW THE-"

"It's the costume. Come on." Japan explained calmly.

Later...

The other nations in the house jumped as the front door slammed open.

"Hey, what took you so long?" America asked.

England glared. "We went to a concert, grabbed a rock star's ass, got arrested, got rescued by a Filipino in a Phoenix Wright costume, and got pardoned of all charges by my own country. I have every right to be late."

Before the American could respond, England dragged herself upstairs.

Me: Phew! Not bad for a headache! Well, until next time! Review!