I still don't own Hetalia, and thanks for reading ^_^

Nyo Germany

yuck, yuckyuckyuckyuckyuck. She peeled the spider off of her face and caught sight of a pair of concerned amber-brown eyes. She recognized those were the eyes of her best friend. The rest of the face she didn't recognize. Whoever he was he looked dazed, but not dazed enough not to catch the spider when it slipped from her hands. The hair was the same as Italy's too, with the Vargas curl shared by Italy and her two sisters, was he a new nation? No, Sealand wasn't here.

She was just about to ask who this person was when the man abruptly cried "Ve, Germany, is that you?"

Germany frowned and tried to remember if she'd ever read about this in a manual. The protocol for humans at the moment was to refer to themselves by their 'human names' but what if this was a nation? What if he wasn't? But he knew she was Germany.

"Italy? Is that you?" she asked, she really wanted there to be a different explanation, but right now this was all she had.

"Yes, but are you Germany!" The young man exclaimed.

"Of course I'm Germany, you know I'm Germany andhowthehelldidwegettomyhouse?" she suddenly noticed her surroundings were not that of the corridor in Italy's house that she had collapsed in.

Italy frowned "We've always been here, and how do I know you're Germany?"

Germany chose to file the first part of the sentence away for further query while she dealt with the second half. "Do you not have a security question?" She asked, rubbing her temples, she was getting a head ache.

Italy's eyes lit up "Yes,yes I have a security question," He beamed "What's my favorite food?"

Germany was flabbergasted, she put her face into her palms and groaned "Italy, everyone and their mother knows what your favorite food is, you need a better question"

Italy grinned "yep, definitely Germany"

Germany

Germany was inwardly panicking, he wasn't the biggest fan of spiders and there was a great big hairy one on his face. It was gently pulled away and a laughing face appeared "Wow Germany, I've never heard you swear that loudly before" and then the smile left the girl's face.

Germany sat himself up and found that he seemed to be lying in the corridor of Italy's house. The girl looked a little like Italy. And then something hit his arm, it would have been painful for any normal person, but to Germany it was like a gnat flying into a rock. He reacted nonetheless.

"Ow!"

"What did you do to Germany, you monster, give her back or so help me I will give Romano free access to the potatoes and lock you in a room together!" shrieked the girl, running out of air towards the end of the sentence.

Germany scooted away from the girl until his back hit the wall. "What are you talking about, I am Germany!" he yelped as the girl peeled her shoe off and threw it at him.

"You aren't Germany, Germany's a girl, and she's prettier than you are!" exclaimed the girl, reaching for her other shoe with a frown on her face.

Germany dived out of the way as another shoe thudded into the wall. "Well the last time I checked I was a man!"

The girl was starting to advance on him, and then she tripped and fell flat on her face. Germany was by her side in seconds "For goodness sake, if this was a war-zone you'd have been shot, you need to be more careful" he scolded as he pulled out one of his many plasters which were in his pocket and stuck it to her knee.

"Oh my God, you are Germany. What happened to you?" she cried.

Germany frowned "Who are you?"

The girl looked horrified "You forgot me? Germany how could you? You're my best friend!"

Italy, definitely Italy.

Nyo Germany

Italy had insisted that she sat down and had something to drink for the shock. So now Germany was sat on her own sofa, with her dogs piled on top of her...a little startled to find that her babies had changed gender, but they seemed to recognize her and had quickly commandeered her lap and the rest of the sofa. She scratched behind Aster's ears fondly.

Italy was chattering away to himself in her kitchen, she wasn't really listening. "Italy?" She called. The other nation appeared at the door with a daft smile on his face and his eyes closed.

"How are you, Bella?" he asked

Germany smiled "I'm not a 'Bella' I'm Germany. And I think we should call England"

Italy looked afraid "Oh no, no Germany. We can't do that. England's scary!"

"What are you talking about, Italy, you've beaten her up once!" Germany exclaimed, vividly remembering Italy punching the blonde girl during a meeting.

Italy shook his head "I've never beaten up England, he's very scary and he has scary friends. Besides, my phone's gone missing." Germany looked at him and groaned

"Don't you have an address book?"

"No" Italy replied as he returned to his work in the kitchen.

Germany caught sight of a phone on the table, it looked like her one, she attempted to sit forward to grab it but was prevented from moving forward by Blackie shifting on her lap.

Germany patted Blackie's ribs and rubbed her belly "You've got to move, really" She said in an exasperated yet fond voice. The German Shepherd glanced at her from upside down, and then Aster casually kicked her off of the startled nation's lap and attempted to clamber on instead. Germany quickly grabbed the phone while simultaneously telling the Golden Retriever off while checking on Blackie. Germany started flicking through the contacts...every single contact was listed as 'Tomato'

Germany

Germany sat on the sofa with a cold compress on the back of his head from when he smacked his head on Italy's bed, he could hear the other Italy on the phone, he wasn't sure who she was calling but it sounded urgent.

"Ve, what do you mean you're tied up at the moment?" She cried

Germany sat up a little straighter and looked at the small woman. "I don't care if you're in space, if you care about Germany you'll get in your car and get here now!"

There was a long pause and Germany wondered if the conversation was over and then Italy shrieked "So you can't drive home until you've gotten France home safely? Is she okay?" Germany patted the head of one of his female counterpart's dogs as he was passing, the dog thumped his tail against the sofa and rolled over. "I don't think you can count a broken arm as okay, I'll see you later"