AN: ok so here's the new chapter sorry it took so long i actually had this typed a long time ago but some stupid stuff came up and what not but here it is thanks for the feed back! By the way i will try to come up with a one shot for america since his birthday is tomorrow!

When I woke up in the morning the bed was deserted. Frowning ever so slightly I padded my way across the extremely messy room which personally I think was really hard going. It looked like a tornado had hit it. Half way across I got frustrated and screamed really loudly but it came out as a really loud "meow". But I took a deep breath and leaped over the absurdly large pile of clothes on the ground. And because I was a cat and therefore ninja I could jump really high.

When I finally trotted down to the kitchen about twenty or so minutes later I was met with chaos.

"Italy! Do you have everything for the meeting?" Germany was yelling at Italy while Romano cursed at him and told him to shut the hell up. Amazingly enough Prussia was nowhere to be found and that made me worried he didn't seem like the kind of person to not be here laughing at everybody and creating more chaos.

I scanned the room just about to go curl up in the sun away from all the noise it was really starting to hurt my sensitive ears.

When I saw it. It was shiny and very twinkly so I rushed over to it to see what it was. Coincidently it was just a shiny folder in a briefcase. Just as I was about to get out with a very dramatic bored sigh the brief case closed. I let out a startled meow as I felt myself moving.

Now people it might seem fun at first to ride around in a brief case and I will admit it was awesomely awesome but…..Do it in a empty briefcase and NOT ONE WITH STUFF THAT CAN FLIPPIN FALL ON YOUR HEAD note to self that hurts like hell.

Now you might think…now Grace if they were going to a meeting wouldn't they have to pass through security to get there and security would surely see that there was a live cat in the brief case right? Wrong. You see I'm just so lucky (note the sarcasm people) that I got stuck in a brief case when the meeting was in Germany so we of course logically were driving there. I felt like banging my head against the wall or in this case the briefcase at this point.

When the car stopped I felt the briefcase get picked back up again and of course I lost my balance again. The briefcase stopped moving but was replaced by talking a loud obnoxious voice started talking.

"Hey Britain! Dude! Why do you have a hat on inside?" Using my epic Hetalia knowledge I concluded that the owner of the voice was no other then America. Just then I heard something faintly hit the ground (thank god for sensitive cat ears) and a bunch of cursing on England's part.

"Dude! Hahahahahahahahahahahahah! Britain's a kitten!" He screamed I raised my eyebrows at this. What did he mean by that?

"Why is he so lucky?" I heard a sleepy voice next to me whisper but then whoever it was seemed to fall asleep.

Just then a blinding light poked its way through the brief case and an angry, confused, mad, Germany looks at me (You know he really just needs to pick an emotion and go through with it)

"What the hell are you doing here?" Germany said and all I could do was give a small "meow" in shame as he looked at me pointedly.

"Germany why do you have a cat?" Finland asked looking at me; this of course was heard by everybody else according to basic knowledge that sound travels.

Just then a blonde haired blue eyed man shoved his face right in my face his cheeks actually touching my whiskers. Making me twitch and wrinkle my nose.

"That's my brother's cat." I heard Germany say to America; the one that was in my face.

"Dude, Prussia has a cat?" He asked standing back up. Germany who was blushing a slight shade of pink clearly embarrassed, I think. I'm not too good with reading his emotions; I don't think anybody was truly.

"So we have two cats in the room?" A French accented voice called out that about when I saw England. He had a pair of cat ears on his head and was bright red I couldn't help it I fell over and rolled around laughing well I was laughing I don't know if they could tell that.

"That bloody cat is laughing at me!" The embarrassed/mad cynical British man called out indigently. I tried to calm my laughing only to make it turn into snickering. Once I stopped laughing I started to walk around the table while the nations were fighting only to decide to just sit back and watch the show. I just relaxed and watched all the commotion.

England was fighting with France and America well mostly France. Just then the door slammed open.

"The awesome me is here!" The figure shouted I did a face paw similar to then face palm. But I got off my sitting position and walked over to him he looked at me confused.

"Berlin? How did you get here" 'long story' I thought with a sigh 'a very long story'.

Ok now Review please it really makes me want to write more when you do.