[I don't own hetalia or most of the diary entry's in this book, translations are from good old Uncle Google!]

[My God, people actually liked this!]

Norway's dull eyes scanned the room. Veneziano was still holding his brother protectively in his lap, refusing to let him go, as others were listening to America's absolutely horrendous ideas. Something wasn't right. It seems he wasn't the only one to feel the off atmosphere as England made eye contact with him. They frowned at each other, tensing up in confusion. Something was going to happen. England turned his head to look at Romania and Norway followed his example. All three magical countries frowned as their confusion was shared, a silent conversation going between them.

'What's going on?'

'Something isn't right here…'

'I wonder what is being planned without us knowing.'

Suddenly a powerful magic filled the atmosphere as England's eyes widened, Romania coughed and Norway gave a tiny gasp. The feeling was suffocating. What the hell?!

Iceland turned to his broth- Norway after hearing the microscopic gasp, wondering what was wrong. Norway never gasped…

Iceland began to worry once seeing the expression Norway had. Eyes wide mouth agap, what was happening?

Sparks in the middle of the room caught Iceland's attention, along with the entire room. They started out as small but over the time span of a minute they gradually got larger, becoming a pure white from the orange they once were. A ginger haired male with bright green eyes stood quickly, his unnaturally large eyebrows furrowing in worry.

"Everyone! Taker cover!" Ireland yelled as he quickly pulled England under the large table.

Everyone went into a panic and dived under the table. It was soon too filled to take any more, those who couldn't fit under ran into the corners of the room, as far away as they could possibly get to. Romano had woken up as his brother dragged him under the table hugging him close. Norway grabbed Iceland and dragged him into a corner along with the rest of the nordics. England dragged Sealand over from under the table, since he was small enough to fit in. The ground shook hard as a bright white light filled the room. As it calmed, various gasps came from some of the older nations as they dragged themselves out from under the table.

There, on the large conference table, stood a handful of ancient nations who were supposed to be dead.

Rome grinned, Britannia smiled, Celt grunted, Native America rolled her eyes, Gual laughed and Ancient Greece sighed at her companions.

"Grandpa Rome?!" The italian twins asked with wide eyes and Rome laughed, "Ciao!" he waved.

Ireland looked like he was about the faint and England smiled in shock, "Mum! Papa!" he exclaimed running up to them, Ireland not far behind. Britannia laugh, bringing her second eldest and youngest children into a hug as her husband ruffled their hair.

America and Canada ran up to Native America, talking so fast that they weren't even understandable. Native America just shook her head and kissed their cheeks.

France presented a red rose to his mother, "Bonjour mère!" {Hello mother!}. Gual smiled at her baby boy, taking the rose and kissing his forehead.

Greece walked up to his mother, cats following behind him, and sat next to her. Ancient Greece giggled and stroked her sons head as if he were one of her own cats.

Other nations had actually fainted. Norway slapped Denmark to wake him. New Zealand tried to stabilize Australia, but couldn't because of how short he was compared to the Australian, Hong Kong quickly helped him lay the large man on the floor while Seychelles spilt a bottle of water on him. Australia shot up with a loud 'HEY!' while the three giggled at his reaction. Romano was supporting Veneziano who actually did faint, shaking him in an attempt to wake him, which actually worked. Turkey was starring in shock, just- well… frozen, I guess.

"Am I late?" a german voice sounded through the room. A man who looked like Germany just with longer - way longer - hair walked in.

"Where were you?" Britannia asked while tilting her head.

"It's more polite to come through a door than just scaring the crap out of them." Germania said, rolling his eyes.

Celt narrowed his eyes, "Don't be mean to her, you bastard. I'll skin you alive."

England laughed quietly at the terrified look most nations had when the large red head had glared at Germania. America looked at England like he was crazy (which he kind of was, but America didn't need to know that!) and England just glared at him.

Rome shook his head, "Well, since we're all here, we can explain why we just showed up." he grinned.

England growled under his breath at the older male, his hate for the man showing strong. Rome slinked further away from the blonde, slightly scared of him, "Anyway… We have noticed that some of you have been suffering, so we decided to help!"

Nations looked around at each other, utterly confused.

"Because not everyone needs the help, we're going to keep the major ones here and others will be transported either to their own homes or in small groups at someone's place. Those will be the nations that we are pretty sure can handle themselves to sort out their problems, so we'll give them a push. But those being kept here need a shove in the right direction! So let's begin!" Rome smiled as the room filled with lights again.

France, America, Canada, England, New Zealand, Australia, Austria, Prussia, Sealand, Seychelles, Veneziano, Romano, Seborga, Spain, Germany, the Nordic's, China, Japan, Russia, Ukraine and Belarus all blinked as they saw they were the only ones left in the room. Suddenly, a few thumps were heard behind them. Scotland, Northern Ireland and Wales groaned from the floor. Another thump was heard along with Ireland's own groan and England's laugh. England picked up the thick book that had fell on his older brother and read the cover out loud.

'Dear Nations,

We have watched as some of our children have suffered in silence. We have created this book to help you. It has diary entries from everyone in this room and some from outside. It also has some facts that we have noticed about you all. Have fun with this, you can't leave the building until this entire book has been read.

We present to you, The Diary of Secrets!

- Love, the Ancients'

[END PART]