A/n: Thank you for the person that added this story to his/her alerts list, it's well appreciated. Thank you for Stygian Vedrfolni, who gave a review~ (although, I requested that to access my skill in writing- I didn't change) still, I thank for the effort given.

Italics are thoughts of the mystery man.

Disclaimers: If I own hetalia, France would make an empire and rule the world, would you like that to happen?

I have the right to claim the OCs (list on the prologue)

Guten tag~ my name is line break, au revoir!

England lifts the man's chin slowly with his hand and inspects his face. "This one's interesting~ I'll take him." With a dark smirk he releases the man who couldn't do anything but stare at the Englishman across him.

Who does this man think he is? The man showed no emotion yet he was already commenting about him.

"Yes sir would you like him handcuffed?" guard 2 asks. "There will be no need for that... But give me a pair, if you please. Just in case," England took the pair.

The man stared at him in barren apathy then rolled his eyes. England stared at him from the corner of his eye and the man diverts his look to the window outside.

Why do I feel so uncomfortable all of a sudden? It reacted silently to itself.

Then awkward silence for the guards, that man and England, "Well, what are you waiting for? Get the car ready; we're going home." England cut off the silence, grumbling.

"Yes sir!" yelled the first guard then pulls the second one along with him in his departure. The man continues to stare vacantly. Then impassively he began by saying, "I'm going back to my cell." He began to walk slowly towards the door.

"No you're not."

This stopped him.

This guy's insane but perhaps he has a point, maybe I just crossed the line or something… He looked back then thought again. Who cares about him now? He's just making things very uncomfortable.

"Oh, I apologize for my humiliating lack of manners. I am Arthur Kirkland, the representative of the united kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland." A tongue tied pause. "And you?" he extends out his hand only to see a man staring at him defiantly.

There was once again an awkward moment as England's hand was still extended and no shake received. "Very well" Then he took a deep breath. "Let us take this opportunity to get to know each other well. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

Then still the man didn't say a word about it.

"Well this is bloody awkward!" the Briton blurted out.

The man got the right word ready for this kind of comment and reaction for what he has done. He looked at Arthur straight revealing his eyes so dark and said one word that was almost inaudible, "Sorry."

"Ah, no worries chap. But do you know why you are here?"

"No." the man barked.

"Oh. Well neither do I really." Arthur sits down and pulls out an I-pad and plays angry birds.

Humans, personified nations, nations... these guys are all the same all the same – he was already walking away when the Englishman's statement stopped him, unfortunately again.

"You're staying here. Read a book or something..." he hands over random manga but the man puts it down, an unsatisfied look evident on his face. "Or maybe you'd like some scones?" England hands over scones and gives and expectant and overly-cheerful look

The man looked down to the scone as he sat down and started nibbling it. Eventually, he finished and stood up once again attempting to walk out of the room.

"What's the rush?" he stops playing for a while to ask, only to receive a shrug as a reply. England raises eyebrow then looks at something on the wall.

"Oh! Flying Mint Bunny! How nice to see you, this is ah new friend, uh- I don't know his name, no..." England trails off as the bunny says, "Hi England~" the bunny brushes against England and stares at the man.

And there was silence.

"It's okay to have sweet creatures flying around while talking to them. Than talking to, yourself," The man sat at a nearby chair and looked down. But still you're an idiot

"I know, right? People usually think I'm batty or something." England pats the bunny and looks at the man who still remained emotionless.

The bunny sat on Pangaea head, "Hello~"

"Hi." He answered with an impassive stare.

"The car's ready sir" One of the guards blurted out.

"Oh, okay. Come on, let's go." he signals to the man and he followed him eventually.