Germany sat on his fluffy red couch hearing Italy chatter about meaningless nonsense. Hungary handed him a cup of tea and of course he accepted it. He was very lucky that she was in the room because she walked over to Italy and lectured him about talking too much.

Austria sat to the opposite of Germany, just watching the commotion in a disgusted way.

"What are you so annoyed about?" Germany asked him.

"Shut up," was Austria's reply.

"Why are you in a funk?! I didn't do anything!" Germany shouted.

Italy skipped back over to them from Hungary and patted Germany on the head. "Now, now, everyone! Let's get along and be friends! Pasta!"

"Don't pat my head like I'm a child!" Germany scolded.

"Temper, temper," a sly Prussia said as he walked into the room. "It seems my younger brother hasn't learned anything."

"What do you want?" Hungary, Austria, and Germany growled in unison.

Prussia shook his head. "Nothing. I was just bored so I came here to see if you guys were any fun. It appears you're not so I'll be heading out now."

"Geez, what was your point for even coming here," Germany complained as Prussia got out of the house through the first floor window.

"Oh, and by the way, Germany, Austria …. I planted cameras all over this house and now I have sexy pictures for France! Adios!" he announced as he sprinted away.

"GET BACK HERE!" Germany and Austria shouted.

"And why would you say adios?! You are NOT Spain!" Hungary added.

They looked at her in confusion. "That's what you were angry about?" Germany asked.

"Is there something wrong?"

Germany sighed. "No it's nothing." All of a sudden the doorbell rang. "I've got it," he said.

Germany walked up to the door and opened it to see America standing there.

"Hey bra what's up?!"

Immediately Germany slammed the door. He planted his ear next to the door to listen to see if America was leaving. Once he heard footsteps fading he knew America was gone.

"Good," he smiled triumphantly.

"What's good?" America asked.

"AHH!" Germany shrieked. "How the hell did you get in here?!"

"Your window was open," America explained. He then walked over to the living room where Austria, Hungary, and Italy were and sat in Germany's spot. "Hungary, could I have some tea please?"

"I'm not your maid!" She told him.

"Relax. It's not like I intend to goof off. I came here on some business," said America.

Once Germany heard this he relaxed and sat down, curious about what it was. Everyone sat there waiting for America to state his business.

"You see," America began. "I think- I think- I think I'm ….. I think I'm in Love."

"WHAT?!" They all screamed except for Italy of course.

"How could this happen?!" Germany asked.

Italy clapped his hands. "And who is the lucky girl?!"

Austria frowned. "Lucky?"

"I think I'm in love with Seychelles," America told them.

"Seychelles?" Italy asked. "Who is that again? The name is so familiar."

"She's the island nation we were stranded on. She also showed up at the meeting last week," Germany explained, then he remembered his talk with Seychelles about America hating her. "Well, America, you gave her a scare a few weeks ago. She thought you hated her."

"Yeah, I know," America chuckled. "But listen, I don't know how I should treat a girl I'm in love with. I'm not used to these things you know?"

"But," Hungary began. "Why ask us for help? Why not ask someone else?"

"Well, France is crazy, England and I are sailing the same boat, Russia is just creepy, China is annoying, Spain is also on the boat with England and I, plus I hate him, Japan probably would know but he's used to the old ways, and you all seem to be some of the only ordinary people in this stupid world," America answered.

"I hope you are not including Italy in the ordinary club," Austria said.

America ignored Austria and went on. "I need your help!"

"Hey listen to me!"

Germany scratched his head. "Sorry but, we're on the same boat as well."

"I can help yo-"

"I've got this," Hungary said interrupting Italy. "America, consider me your sensei! Let's go on a quest together and explore what it means to love!" she shouted.

"Yes, Sensei! I'll follow you to the ends of the Earth!" America chanted.

"Could you two stop goofing off?" Germany asked.

"First, I have a question," said Hungary. "Do you know if she likes you back?"

"I really don't know. I do know that we are good terms. She also kissed me on the cheek," America answered.

Hungary thought about it. "Well, I guess that's all you know, huh? America, I know Seychelles more than most of you so listen up."

"Wait how do you know Seychelles Hungary? You guys never met in the anime," Italy mumbled.

"Duh, from the video game. I know her from Gakuen Hetalia!"

"Oh! That's right! I met her there too!"

"She's the main character of Gakuen Hetalia," Austria told him.

"Cool!"

America shot up from his seat. "We have a video game?!"

Germany nodded. "How could you have forgotten?"

America shrugged. "So anyway Hungary, share your wisdom!"

Hungary sat down. "To tell you the truth America, it's really a simple answer. Just be yourself."

"Huh?"

"Be yourself. I bet Seychelles might like you for who you are. If you just be yourself around her, you'll be fine," Hungary informed him.

"B-But, when I get close to her I freak out and-"

"America, that's another part of you. Just do what you normally do. Also, now that you notice your feelings for her, you can take it a step farther," she said. "The tricky part is confession but like I said, do it your way. Be you."

America still a little worried nodded. "Thanks Hungary I mean Sensei."

She smiled. "No problem."

"Wait, I have one more question," America said looking back at her. "When will I know the time is right for me to confess?"

Hungary thought about it. "Whenever you're ready. I bet she'll be ready to listen."

America nodded and jumped out the window and waved. "Thank you!"

Italy waved back. "Bye America!"

Hungary waved with Italy. "Such a nice kid," she commented.

"He's alright," Austria snorted, nose in the air.

Germany sighed for the fourth time or so. "Why is everyone coming and going from the window?"