Hungary,

WE WANT ENGLAND.

[To marry him!]

NON. NOT FOR THAT. TO KILL.

[And marry!]

WILL YOU SHUT UP ALREADY?

The Madeleines, formerly Francis(es?)

Madeleines,

Calm down. England will be where I'm taking you. But if any of you lay a finger on him…let's just say there's a reason we're going to my house.

Hungary

Cara Ms. Hungary!

Ve...I didn't write back for a while huh? My boss got into some really bad trouble over some pretty ladies, and Romano got really angry and it was scary!

Oh, do you know what happened to Big BrotherFrance? I haven't seen him since England got really mad at him. I hope he's alright...

Baci, Italy Veneciano!

Dear Italy,

France is…well…he's been enjoying himself, or rather, themselves, a little too much lately. I hope England's learned his lesson about using magic when he's drunk. We'll be changing him back soon though.

As for your boss…off the record, I think it's about time someone called him out. It's time you had a boss who was nicer to women.

Speaking of which, how's the history project coming?

Hungary

A/N: Sorry it's taken me so long to update, but I need input. Can't fix the Madeleine problem until England writes, can't wrap up Operation Maple Beer until Prussia and Canada tell me whether they like each other enough to call it a success. So, please, readers/writers, this is your story too, I need your letters! Thank you.