A/N: Hey guys! Sorry it took me so long to update. I had intended for this to be out two weeks ago but I came down sick with the Influenza A and was stuck in bed for four days. Then it took me a little bit longer to get back into the swing of balancing work and writing. Anyways I am back! And boy do I have plans for this story now. *Evil Grins*

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Chapter 3: Solutions are Never Simple

After Matthew served everyone a delicious meal of macaroni and cheese alongside some fried cod, the current household decided to settle down in the living room. Alfred, Vlad, and Lovino lay sprawled out on the couch watching an action movie. Arthur was sitting in his chair going through more of his dusty spellbooks with Likas at his feet doing the same. Surprising, Gilbert and Elizabeta were sitting in the middle of the floor space playing a game of chess without arguing.

Matthew was in the other room on the phone with Ludwig trying to get their meeting postponed to allow a larger time frame to get the whole mess figured out. Of course the Canadian couldn't exactly tell the German nation the complete truth about what was going on, so he settled for telling the older nation that the group has all come down ill. He assured Ludwig that Arthur was helping him to care for the nations and that he had not been cooking for any of their 'sick' friends.

"NO!" Matthew raised his voice as he walked back into the living room. "I'm sorry. I just meant we have everything under control and it is no use bringing in more people to only get them sick as well… Yes. I understand that… Of course… Tell Feliciano that Lovino is being cared for… Yes, I will call you if he causes too much trouble or tries anything illegal… Ludwig, I think I can handle him by now… Alright. Good-bye."

Lovino looked at him wide eyed. "Potato idiota thinks I'll do something illegal?"

"No, he was talking about Gil at that point. He is going to send out an email later to let everyone that the meeting was postponed until a later date do to an outbreak among some of the nations." Matthew explained. "Ludwig is also going to tell everyone to stay away until further notice, so our 'sickness' doesn't spread any further."

The others nodded in approval. The thick eyebrowed man looked up from his book with a smile. "I think I found out how to cure out issue."

"Dude, really!?" Alfred's child voice squeaked out.

"How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me dude, you git?" Arthur scolded. "But yes I finally found the bloody text that tells what we need to do to fix this."

Vlad's ears perked up. "Well, what is it?"

"It's actually pretty simple and I don't know why we didn't think about it ourselves. All we need to do is go to the Fairy Queen and request a spell reversal." The Brit explained as he scanned the page again.

Most of the group let out an excited cheer. However, Lukas just let out a sigh. "That means we have to travel."

"What do you mean, butter idiota?" Lovino said voicing the question that everyone was thinking. The group looked at him quizzically.

"Troll keeps me updated on the news that happens in the magical realms. About two months ago the fairies shifted rulers. The current queen is located in Scotland." Lukas sat silently as the new information settled over the group.

Arthur let out a curse under his breath.

"We can't travel like this!" Elizabeta squeaked. "Can't she just come here?"

The young Romanian laughed. "You can't ask for her to come here and then ask her for a reversal spell. We have to go there and even then we have to make a special offer for her to even consider helping us."

"Okay, but going to Scotland means having to pass the border. We need passports for that. Even as kids we need to have passports and ID for international travel. We can't use our current ones because they don't match our bodies." Elizabeta sighed. "Now what?"

Alfred had been sitting there quietly after Elizabeta pointed out that they had a problem over the passports and IDs. After a few minutes the self proclaimed hero told the others, "I know how we can get some quick fake passports and IDs. We have to bring in another person though."

"Who is it?" Vlad asked.

At the same time Arthur asked, "How do you know about faking passports and IDs?"

The blue eyed child looked at his violet eyed sibling. Matthew nodded knowing that they could no longer avoid this. "Well you see, when Mattie and I were younger we knew this person who knew how to make counterfeit IDs . At one point we had him make us one so we could get into R-rated movies and other places where you had to be a certain age."

"You two are in so much trouble after this is all done!" Arthur said, his tone beyond angry.

"Nice Birdie. I didn't know you had it in you. So, who is this mystery person?" Gilbert grinned at the Canadian.

"Mathias." The blond said pulling his phone out.

"Oh no. We are NOT bringing him into this. I will never hear the end of it." The Norwegian youth said through clenched teeth. "I would rather stay a child before letting him hold this over my head."

"I hate to break it to you Lu but he will still end up seeing you as a kid either way. I mean we can't avoid the meetings forever and you will eventually have to go back home." The American informed his friend.

After a few minutes of arguing back and forth the group finally settled on letting Mathias in on the situation. Matthew was tasked with calling him and getting the Dane to come over without letting him know what was going on prematurely.

Luckily it didn't take much to convince him to come over and he was planning on being there the very next day. Afterwards Elizabeta, Lovino, Lukas and Vlad decided to head to bed for the night. The albino made it known that he was too awesome to go to bed any time before eleven o'clock. Alfred decided to stay up with his brothers to discuss their other situation.

"We're going to have to call him," Matthew pointed out.

"Bugger off. We don't have to tell him anything." The older nation said crossing his arms.

Exchanging glances with the others, Alfred let out a sigh. "He'll find out as soon as we cross the border and you know as well as Mattie and I do that he will come looking for you to find out why you are there."

"I'm not calling him. Mathew can handle this one."

"I've handled the other things, besides he will want to hear from you more than me." The Canadian expressed.

"I'm not going to call him." Arthur protested in frustration.

Before another word could be spoken, the American child nation walked over to the Brit's home phone and picked it up. He quickly dialed a number and held it as it started to ring. Only when a voice on the other side sounded did he force the phone into his older brother's hand.

As the thick eyebrowed man glared at his sibling, he replied, "Hello Allistor."