A/N: I chose the absolute worst time to start a fanfiction. Trust me when I say I haven't run out of ideas for this, but that life has gotten in the way quite a bit. To tell you the truth, I was overwhelmed by the amount of positive reviews and feedback I got from the first chapter. Its scary, but I won't let you down…hopefully. I have at least the first five chapters currently planned out and waiting to be typed.

Reasons for this much delayed update are simple. I'm growing up. I am a full time high school senior who is in all college bound or AP courses. I have a demanding job (or should I say a demanding resident at my workplace) and I work thirds over the weekends. Not to mention I'm now enlisted in the US Army (YAY PT DX). Life is keeping me so busy. I had typed up this chapter about two-three weeks ago…and forgot to save it. I apologize for the long wait, and I beg for your understanding.

I appreciate all of the alerts and favorites, but I much prefer to hear what you specifically like and dislike about the story, and any advice you may have for improvement. Thanks. :D

Chapter 2

America continued to stare up at the larger man, as the man did the same. Soon other adults who had followed the man out of the previous room had arrived and begun to complain loudly to the man blocking their path.

"Would you mind moving mi amigo Romano gets cranky without his after-meeting pasta?"

"HEY! America! The awesome me demands entrance to the next room!" A white haired man whined.

Hearing the other adult call this man America made the young colony look once more at the man. There was no way they could be the same person? Could they?

"Your name is America too?" America asked. Although the man looked even more surprised after he spoke, he smiled.

"Oh wow you talk! Sorry guys, I was just looking at this awesome animatronic that Tony created." The older man gestured toward America as he moved out of the doorway. "Its really cool, it looks so real, and it actually understands what is being said and responds! How awesome is that?"

"I'm not an animal tonic!" America shouted, mad that they thought he was medicine.

"Aw. He's cute!" A woman exclaimed with long brown hair.

More and more nations were coming out from the now unblocked doorway, and all were staring at the little boy with great curiosity, and some with a slight recognition.

Another blonde man, also eerily familiar, with a polar bear in his arms looked puzzled by the sight in front of him. "Is that-?

"Uh Alfred? I think I should tell you something." Tony finally interjected.

"Yeah tell me how you made such a great android? I don't think even Japan has managed to create one like this yet?" Alfred asked looking confused.

"You are right America-san, I have not been able to create anything like this yet." Japan said going over to get a closer look at the supposed animatronic. The black haired man poked the poor colony in his side, making him giggle.

"He has the ability to perceive being ticklish, his skin looks real, his eyes dilate with light, and he can perform advanced motor functions, and speech, this is very advanced." Japan looked astonished. "Are you certain this is not a real child?"

"Pretty sure, it's me after all. Why did you make it of my colony self though?" Alfred turned to look at the Grey with admiration.

"That's because he isn't an android." Alfred looked at Tony confused, and everyone else in the room had similar looks.

"But then what is he? And why does he look like me?" Alfred laughed nervously.

"Well this is surprising, might I inquire as to why everyone else is still here rather than returning to their…rooms…" America looked up toward the voice he had heard only yesterday, and smiled.

"Artie!"

The look on England's face was anything but a smile and this caused America to pause in his run toward the man he had so missed. "Artie?"

"What is the meaning of this!" England shouted, clearly upset. America frowned. He hadn't meant to make Arthur so mad. Was it because of his nickname, he had told America to use his proper one hadn't he?

"Calm down Iggy, It's just an animatronic that Tony made. Tell him Tony!" Alfred looked at the grey alien expectantly.

"I suppose I had best explain before the fucking Limey has a conniption right?" Tony seemed annoyed, and then ashamed. "I messed up, Alfred, I'm sorry."

"What do you mean you messed up? You had best explain the meaning of this right now, or gentleman or not I will give you a pasting that will have your great grandchildren in tears!" Tony just glared at England.

"I don't owe you an explanation ass hat, after all it's not your past self that has followed me from his time to the present now is it?"

"Past-self? Tony, I'm confused as to how this can be my past self, I'm still here, and that technology doesn't exist." Alfred looked more confused than ever before, as did everyone else in the room aside from England, who looked in between the points of violently bursting into a fit of rage and wanting to get pissed till his brain stopped working.

Tony seemed to struggle for a place to begin, "Well You see, I was trying test out my old time warping device. I was curious to see how much battery was left in it, and how far back I could travel. The maximum I got to was the year 1157 before the battery reached half power. I decided to head forward again and when I paused in 1710…this guy decided it would be fun to grab a hold of me when I was trying to leave. Why did you do that anyway?" When America realized it was time for him to speak.

"Um you showed up in my room and I wanted to know where you were going." All eyes turned toward him, as though seeing him for the first time.

"What do you mean he was in your room?" The man with the polar bear had spoken, and startled several people in the room.

"Um, I woke up after Ms. Austen put me to bed, because I heard a funny noise, and it was that Grey guy. He was pushing buttons and when he noticed I was waked up he asked me what year it was." He began explaining his whole adventure thus far. "And then you guys all came in through the door… am I in trouble?" He asked looking toward Arthur.

Matthew laughed a bit, glancing at Arthur, who kept staring at the little colony as though he were a ghost. Matthew's smile disappeared. "You're not in trouble, but we need to do a little test to make sure you're telling the truth, eh?"

"Braves never lie!" America stated. It was a great insult to him for someone to accuse him of lying.

Matthew looked at him confused. "Braves?"

"Yes! They're warriors and they protect their people with all of their strength!" He said matter of factly.

"I see," Matthew thought that even if this was some sort of joke or hoax the kid still had Alfred's personality. "Well now I want you to tell me something only you would know."

America looked down in thought, trying to find something he was sure was a secret only he knew about. Suddenly it hit him. "I have a matching birthmark with my brother! I'll show you! It's right -" But before he could get his nightgown off to show them he was picked up and a hand was placed over his mouth.

"Okay I believe you! They don't need to know where it is and I don't want them to know, does everyone else believe him?" Alfred asked struggling to hold the colony who was wriggling around and putting up quite a fight.

"Y-yeah." Said Matthew who was red in the face, and was now being teased by France and Prussia.

"A matching pair Mattie? Ich weiss nicht, perhaps we need proof? Can we see?"

"Yes mon petit Matthieu, it is a rather strange and rare occurrence, we may need proof of this supposed birthmark."

"You most certainly cannot see it." Matt and Al said horrified.

At this point Alfred had loosened his grip just enough for the little colony to manage to bite his finger and cause Alfred to drop him.

"Ow you little, why did you do that?" Alfred yelled, angry that he had decided to bite himself…that was confusing.

"Artie!" America ran over toward the stunned British man and clung to his leg. "I'm sorry I didn't listen please don't be mad, I didn't mean to cause trouble! I just wanna go home! I'm tired, and hungry, and.." America suddenly had tears welling up in his eyes. "I don't want to be alone!"

All of the female nations cooed at this little display whilst the males mostly snickered. But Alfred was looking at his colony self with the utmost look of horror.

Arthur's shock was momentary and before the colony knew what had happened he had been pried off of Arthur's leg and the British man was walking quickly toward the door. "I am leaving, I cannot and will not deal with this. Call me when this insanity is done and over with!" And with the slam of a door he was gone, leaving a crying colony on the floor, confused and alone.

In a voice so heartrendingly pitiful he said. "H-he hates me, Artie hates me and now he's gonna leave too."