Looking around the apartment ins panic Alfred saw his phone. Grabbing it he flipped it open and called Matthew. The phone rang for a few seconds and when it answered Alfred started scream into it as loud as his lungs could carry it.

The tiny fairy was also in a panic and instead of going back to tell England what had happened she took off trying to get away as fast as her wings could carry her.

"…WHAT DO YOU MEAN I WAS ALREADY PREGNEAT?" Alfred cried out. "I'm not even dating anyone!"

There was a pause as Alfred listened to his twin explain who he was dating and who's baby it was and then asked him if Alfred had hit his head or something. Then asking if he knew what date it was. Blinking and rubbed his tear away Alfred blushed a little.

"Ivan? I'm dating him and having his baby? That Ivan? Russia Ivan?"

"Yes," Matthew said on the phone. "Do you know what day it is?"

"Sunday. We got a world meeting today."

"Alfred it's Friday and we don't have one."

Looking up in thought Alfred tried to figure out what happened. "I'll call you right back."

"Al-"

Click.

Setting the phone down Alfred turned on the tv and flipped it to a world news channel. The more he watched it the more confused he got. Getting up slowly and holding his stomach he went to his room. At lest he knew that his penthouse was pretty much the same.

If he was pregnant with Ivan's baby, and that made him blush. He had feelings for the nation, but no memory of them being together or even a one night stand. But if he was with the other nation and pregnant then he would have write it down in a journal.

Not like Gilbert's diaries. God, knows that guy just loved to write for hours on end, but Alfred only wrote about half a page when something exciting happened. Finding a book dating the year he remember and the one he didn't Alfred pulled them out and started reading.

"It's been three bloody days and not matter how many times I called him, America still won't pick up."

"Mon lapin, do you think that your portion did not work?" Francis asked taking a sip of wine. "Maybe he never drank it."

"Impossiable. My fairy wouldn't let me down…" Arthur sighed. "It should have worked by now. Alfred shouldn't be mad anymore."

Taking a few more zips of wine as he read over some pappers Francis frowned a little. Turning the page over and then back agin he set them down and looked at England. He was now showing at five months so that put America at six. Now Francis hadn't seen America since the world meeting when Arthur reviled that he was having Russia's child as well.

Taking another zip and swirling the glass he looked at the smaller man. "Try again… maybe he lost his phone or is playing video games."

"Yes, your right." Arthur sighed. "Oh… maybe I'll go throw up first."

"Morning sickness?"

"Yes and it's been pretty bad lately. Excuse me."

Once he was gone Francis downed the rest of the wine in the glass and groaned pressing the glass to his head. Pausing for a minute he set down the glass and got the wine bottle and poured more in it. Taking another drink of the strong wine his phone went off.

"Bounjour, mon ami… How are you holding up?"

"Not good amigo.. Hic."

"Mon ami how much have you've had?"

"A cou-couple of bottles…"

Soft crying was soon heard. Swallowing a gulp Francis started to comfort his long time friend. The Sprained was extremely upset, but then again they both were and it was up to Francis to the stronger of the two emotionally since he was older.

After ten minutes he got Antonio to stop crying and invited him over, but only if he had someone drive him since he was drunk. Hanging up the phone he took another gulp and drained the wine. Let out a uhh, he poured some more into the glass.

When Arthur came back looking a little pale and holding his stomach, Francis stood up and went to him and lead him to a chair.

"Sit down, mon cher. I'll go get you some water and mints."

"Thank you."

"Mon cher what is that potion supposed to do?"

"Just to relax him. Make him feel… well, not angry anymore. It should have worked by now… what could be keeping him from answering my calls?"

Alfred felt sick. Reading the books and learning the facts he got angry but then clammed down. It was true he had some feelings for the Russian nations. And what he wrote says that they got together and had fallen in love rather fast.

Then in a few more pages it said that Ivan would act out think that Alfred was going to leave him like everyone else even to the point of breaking up with the American. Alfred had been so mad and hurt according to the pages that he swore he wouldn't take him back but the other kept saying he was sorry and tried to make up for it.

Alfred had given him a second chance. It had been a wondering six months and then Ivan started asking if they could start a family. Two months later Alfred had agreed when Ivan had asked him to marry him. That would explain the small silver band on his ring finger.

Then it was black for almost three weeks when the words talked about England getting pregnant with a child. Ivan's child. Shutting off the world-

"What! The world?" Alfred screamed into the book. "I shut of… the entire world…?"

Reading more Alfred frowned. Sitting back he rubbed his baby bump and sighed. Closing his eyes he thought of what to do. Picking up his phone he called Matthew.

"The world meeting will began-"

The door opened and Canada walked in with his bear, holding on to him. The goggled pulled over his eyes. He looked at Germany and room looking at him.

"So-sorry, I'm late. I had to go to the eye doctors."

"Very well, Canada your excused. Take your seat."

Making his way to his seat Canada sat down and listen to the meeting. As it went on it was mostly about how to get America to open his borders again and trading started again. Also it seemed people were suffering form not having their social sites.

Smiling as the drinks had been passed out Canada took a drink of water and continued to look at the people around him. As it continued they asked China and England if they had been able to get America to calm down.

"We don't know aru, he won't answer our calls. The potion was going to make him forget about being angry."

The room murmured and looked around. So that's what had happened. Nothing good could come of both China and England working together for a potion. Drinking the whole glass Canada sat it down and listened and waited as the hours continued on.

As the meeting continued Cuba leaned over. "DO you think they'll ever get America to talk?"

Smiling without looking at the other nation and his goggles still on Canada shook his head. "I don't think so. America might have a plan up his sleeve. They forget he's a world super power."

"But he's young and kind of stupid."

Sitting up straighter Canada frowned. "If he's stupid why can't anyone get into his country? Human or nation?"

"… Si, your right."

"Always am."

The meeting went nowhere. Canada looked at England noting his baby bump. When it came to his turn he stood up and walked with Jumajiro still in his arms and up to the podium. Clearing his voice he spoke into the mic.

"England, I've been wanting to know, and I think everyone else too, what is going to happened with your child?"

The room mumbled in agreement. England looked surprised that Canada would ask that here. "Well… I would like to keep her. I'd rather raise here and she be a small town in my country."

"Alright sounds fair. And Russia, what do you think? Or did you want the child?"

"Da, I want the child." he said. "It's half mine."

Canada let out a tsk. "So is America's child. Back to England and China. You two used the potion on him right?"

"Yes."

"Yes, aru."

"Well, I'm going to tell it worked-"

The room started cheering and seemed happy. Frowning Canada glared at England, China, Russia, and a few other who looked atll to happy about this. Talking again he was interrupted by someone trying to end the meeting.

Growling Canada yelled into the mic shocking them all. "Hey! I'm not done you bastards! Amway…I talked to my brother the other day and he had woken up… with no memory of shutting off the world or being pregnant with Russia's child. Not even the fact that they we're dating. So I told him everything."

"Canada!" England shot up. "Why did you do that!"

"I don' know… because he woke up with no memory? England, sit down, I'm not done."

"Listen here-"

"I SAID SIT DOWN!" Canada roared.

The room was silent. "Anyway. America said he won't open his borders. Even though his memories had been erased he's going to stick by them until the baby is born and then, maybe, he'll think about opening his borders and have a meeting with some of us. Oh, and one more thing…. Russia."

"Da?" Russia looked up. "What is it?"

"Here. My brother wanted me to give this too you."

Standing Russia walked up to the smaller nation and took what was in his hand. Looking down Russia cringed at the sigh of the ring. Closing his fist tight around it he turned and went back to his seat and put his head down on the table and didn't look up again.

"That's all I have for America's behalf-"

"Wait a bloody minute!" England yelled. "He need to stop this! This is ridiculous! You tell him that he better get his sorry arse up and stop mopping like a child!"

Canada looked at him but no one could see his eyes with the goggles on. Soon France aided the English nation, then China got into it and Cuba and it continued. After ten minutes Canada's frowned deepened and Germany stepped up to shut them all up.

"Enough! Canada… is there anything else from America?"

"Just one more knew thing that he said before England's little out burst about sucking it up.'

"Tell that bloody wanker that he better come to the next meeting or-"

"America said: Forget opening the borders. I'm going to tighten them."

The room started screaming. Russia kept his head down. This was horrible. This was the third time he had hurt Alfred and he had thought it would be Alfred hurting him first. It hurt his heart. Alfred had been completely loyal and this thing was out o control.

Worse Ivan had known just how much America was suffering with the world. To be honest it wasn't to much of a shock to him. Once Alfred had told Ivan what it would be like if he ever shut down his borders. It was pillow talk but now Ivan realized that America's mind was always going. One step ahead other others, his mind on constantly discovery and plans.

"Hey! I'm going to leave now. Oh, and England I know this is hard for you to understand but, you don't own America. Get. Over. It!"

Canada smiled and then turned and started to leave. Then he turned back at the others there looking at him. Looking them up and down one last time Canada smiled and walked away. They watched him go. No one stopped him.

In the car Canada hummed to himself as he got to the border line. Stepping out of the car he pulled off the goggles and the coat.

Meanwhile back in the meeting room Germany finally noticed Swaziland's sister raising her hand and seemed to be doing it a while.

"Yes?" The room turned to her.

She blushed and stuttered. "m, um.. I was won-wondering if you… well, that is to say… um… Th-that… did you noticed that was.. America dressed as Canada?"

To Perfect1Up: Yes, he was but his memory was erased. Ivan is pretty useless right now. He doesn't know how to handle it. Lol the scary younger brother!

To blackrain707: I so went there! :D

To emismpunk: yes they do!

To Ashocola: Grrr to them!

To Kats with Shamrocks: Ameruke- I mean America… :D

To HinddenCheaser: Dun dun dun

To LaPirataAna: the best is yet to come!

To meka18: lol they like fire :D

To Raining Hearts4Ever: Maybe he will I have an idea in mind =w= Oh I am so bad

To ThehereLove: I understand! I hate phones when they don't work! Or the site. :D

To love-for-bakas: Just made him go form angry to Mood swinging angry!

To Lispet: Why yes, she is. :D Yes… Gilbert is… can't tell you yet.