We're nearing the end my lovelies! I'm so sad I had so much fun doing this story, but all good things must come to an end...sadly. Hope you all enjoy!

TRANSLATIONS AT THE BOTTOM!

"Let's go Alfred we are going to be late!" I tried tugging my brother out of Starbucks.

"Aw, c'mon Mattie, just one more and then we can go" Alfred ordered his fifth cup of coffee for the day.

If we didn't get to the meeting soon, we'll both get yelled at by Germany and I wasn't going to risk that again. Last time I had to get Alfred to stop arguing with Germany, before it turned to a full blown fist fight. No way was I going to do that again. When the waitress came with Alfred's coffee, I grabbed the coffee and sprinted out the door.

"Hey, that's so mature Mattie!" Alfred yelled back at me. Alfred reached in his jacket and pulled out his wallet. After paying the waitress, Alfred chased after me.

Luckily I made it to the car first. I started the car and waited for Alfred to catch up, so we can leave for the meeting. Alfred jumped in to the car giving me a glare. I handed him his coffee and ignored his childish antics.

"Stop pouting Alfred, I'm not going to be late this time. I have a very important matter to attend to before the meeting starts." Not even bothering to face my brother, I kept driving.

"Fine, but what's this 'mater' you need to do first?" Alfred game me a mischievous grin.

"I can assure you it's not the 'mater' you're thinking of" I flicked my brother off.

"Well, someone's in a wonderful mood today" Alfred laughed.

We made it to the meeting with fifteen minutes to spare. I was so relieved. Now, I just haft to find Prussia and I'm in the clearing. I went to look in the meeting room, but Prussia wasn't there yet…just the usual crowd and a couple of cleaning ladies. I went to look in the hallway to see if anyone new was walking in, but I was stopped by an erupt 'wall' when I turned around. I fell on my butt with the force of impact.

"Ah, what in the world?" I rubbed the back of my head.

"Ah, sorry are you alright?" a concerned voice called back to me. I looked up to see who it was that I crashed into. It was Germany; luck was certainly on my side.

"Oh, no I'm fine" I reassured Germany.

Germany held out his hand to help me up. I gladly took it.

"Hey, this might seem a tad out of place, but have you seen Prussia anywhere?" I asked.

"Last time I saw him was a week ago, sorry. Prussia said something along the lines that he was needed for some kind of 'awesome mission' and he would meet me here. I'm sure you could find him outside." Germany answered.

"Oh, thank-you" I was kind of disappointed, but that didn't matter.

"Oye, Germany! Did you find Feli in here?" I heard a Spanish accented voice call from behind Germany.

"Oh, hi…um…hi there!" Spain, trying to hide the fact that he didn't remember who I was, avoided to call me by my name and gave me a bright smile. I was about to tell Spain my name, but Germany beat me to the punch.

"It's Canada" Germany simply put it.

"Oh~" Spain looked like a small light bulb flashed on in his mind.

"Sorry, Canada" Spain gave me his apologies.

I lazily accepted his apology. I was still shocked; by the fact Germany remembered my name. Usually I always had to remind everyone. For crying out loud even my own brother had trouble remembering my name. I must have slipped into some kind of trance while Spain was apologizing. I was snapped back into reality when I thought I heard a familiar, German accented voice from outside the room.

"Ah, I'm sorry I think I hear Prussia outside." I excused myself, but before I left the room, I turned to Germany.

"Thank- you for remembering my name…" I quickly gave the tall Germany a hug and left.

I was so happy someone other than myself remembered me, I just couldn't contain myself. Today is going to be a nice day, I could just feel it. I made it out the door and turned towards the hall I thought I heard Prussia in. As I turned, I thought I saw a man with a tussle of red auburn hair with a rebellious curl sticking out of it. It was probably nothing; it might be just my imagination playing tricks with me. I walked away from the meeting room, never giving it another thought.

"…"

"cosa diavolo… è…. successo?"

Oh boy is Canada way off the mark!

Anyway the next chapter might be the last of this story, unless I decide to give Canada more story time, but that might not happen, sorry Canada fangirls. Stay tuned for the storm coming up next.

Thank-you for all of those that reviewed and have sicked with me throught this story!

Translations:

-"cosa diavolo… è…. successo?": What the hell just happened?

sorry if it's wrong I used Google translate. I could only do Spanish, English, and French. since those are the languages I speak...Italian not so much! again sorry.