When we got to my house, I got out first. "Let me go ahead and let Mama know what's going on." I said as I walked towards my front door. I opened the door and called out, "Mama! I'm home!"

"Hi, Boo! I didn't expect you home so soon!" Mama said, walking over to me with a smile.

"Yeah...Um, Mama? Something really unexpected happened. Y'know Hetalia? It's real, and I am the living embodiment of a new island in the Pacific. A bunch of countries are here to meet you." I explained, a little nervous.

"Boo, that's not possible." Mama replied.

"Yes, it is." I insisted, then turned to the door. "Guys, you should all come in now." All the countries walked in, Germany first. He was aghast when he saw the state of my house.

"Mien Gott! How do you live in such a mess? It's vorse zan ze kitchen after Italy cooks!" He exclaimed, picking stuff up.

"Nien, Deutschland. Don't clean up my house! Sit on the couch and stay put!" I snapped, taking the items out of his startled grasp and put it all by the green boxes. Germany sort of just stood there; I don't think anyone had ever spoken to him like that besides his boss.

Italy giggled, then ran over to Mama. "Hey, do you have any pasta? Huh?"

"Itary. That's not very porite." Japan scolded.

"Everyone, just find someplace to sit!" I said, and most of the countries obliged. Italy sat on Germany's lap and, every single time he was pushed off, he just sat back down. After a little while of this, Germany gave up.

China looked around at our vaguely Oriental decorating scheme and smiled. "Nice decor, aru."

I grinned. "Thanks, China." I glanced at Mama and saw that she was very surprised, but beginning to come to terms with it. I looked for Bekah to see what she thought, since she had never been to my house before, and saw her sitting on the loveseat with Prussia, kissing again. France had decided to sit next to them, and Katie was on his lap, talking to him. France would occasionally kiss the top of her head and I grinned at the two couples. Sahara was standing rather awkwardly in the doorway, and I walked over to her. "You're welcome in my house, y'know."

"I know. I just don't really like this whole thing with Hetalia being real." She replied.

"I understand. But we have to deal with the tough things we can't change. Come on." I turned back and walked to the center of the living room. "Everyone, this is Mama."

"Hi!" Italy cheered happily.

"Bonjour."

"Konichiwa."

"Nihao."

"Guten tag."

"Hello."

"Become one with Mother Russia, da?"

"Russia!" I scolded. He merely smiled.

"I am ze awesome Prussia!"

"Hi." Canada said quietly.

"Hi." Kumajiro said. "Who?" She looked up at Canada.

"I'm Canada." He whispered back.

"Hey, dude!"

"Howdy." Katie said with a wave.

"'Sup." That was Bekah with a nod.

"Hi." Sahara said rather awkwardly.

"Ok. Everyone knows each other now. Germany, would you please explain what's going on?" I requested.

"Ja. So a new island chain, a small vun vith only four islands, vas recently discovered in ze Atlantic. So far, vee have only been able to determine ze human embodiment of vun of zeese islands. And zat is your daughter, Helayna. She has not been recognized as a country, so she may be claimed as a territory of anozzer country." Germany explained. Mama's eyes widened at that last remark and a terrified look came on her face.

"Don't worry I will not let any of them lay a hand on your daughter. Teehee!" Katie said and gave her sickeningly sweet smile again.

"I promise not to touch YOUR daughter, madam." France said, wrapping his arms around Katie. He whispered something in her ear, causing her to giggle.

I shook my head.

"Ze awesome me vill leave her alone as vell." Prussia added, his arms around Bekah possessively.

"They might not lay hands on ME, but the land I represent can be claimed, and I don't want to be claimed. Not much I can do about it, though." I commented wryly. "Being a Hetalian ROCKS, though. Awesomest thing EVER."

"As long as you're safe, Boo." Mama said, kissing my head.

"Mama! Stop it!" I whispered, pulling away. In a regular volume, I asked, "Can I go to a World Meeting soon?"

"Yeah! It's in one week, we just haven't decided where yet!" Italy piped up.

"We could reserve the conference room in the local library." I suggested.

"Zat vould vork." Germany nodded.

Just then, Mama's alarm went off. "Oh! I have to go get Grace! I'm sorry, but you all have to go."

"Who's Grace?" Germany asked as Italy climbed off his lap.

"Mien schwester. She's my sister." I replied, then turned to Mama. "Can I go with them to reserve the conference room?"

"Yes, but take the phone and be back before nine." Mama replied.

"Thank you!" I exclaimed, and hugged her. "See you later." We all left the house and resumed our seating arrangements.