Ciao~

It is I the awesome HetalianEarth here to tell you a story XD

Hetalia not mine, this laptop I am typing on not mine either for it is the schools~

After that little scene with Roderich kicking them out they went back to Ludwigs house to pack for the world conference, except for Kiku who went home to Japan to pack. There was only three days until the conference in Washington D.C. They were going to stay with Alfred, he had a few extra rooms for them ready and he was happy someone was coming to stay with him for a while.

They just landed. Ludwig grabbed Feliciano's hand, careful not to make him drop Santo, and led him towards the exit of the plane.

He wasn't going to let Feliciano bring the little Italian with them but before they left they had heard him plea, "big brother Feli, can't I come with you?" And the curly haired kid was cutely grasping Feliciano's pant leg. He didn't want to stay at Ludwig's house, he wanted to go with them and meet Alfred. From what Gilbert told him, the always hyper American sounded cool and fun to play with. Santo stared up at them with giant puppy dog eyes that could melt iron and a little delicate, "please" escaped the boy's lips.

In the end even Ludwig couldn't stand that look.

After what felt like they had went through a hurricane, the group finally made it out.

"Damn," Gilbert gasped, "Why is Alfred's airline systems so crowded?" he then plopped down on the sidewalk and whined, "Weeeesst, can you carry me? I can't walk anymore." His brother glared at him like he was an idiot, which most times he is one, and said, "get up bruder, we don't have time for your foolishness, we need get to Alfred's house then you may rest." The Prussian groaned but groggily got up.

After a few failed attempts Ludwig managed to get them a taxi and in no time they were at Alfred's house.

Ludwig knocked on the door getting an, "I'M COMING DUDES!" from inside. Alfred extravagantly swung the door open for his guests revealing Matthew and Kumajiro trying to catch up with his American brother.

Ludwig extended his hand for either to shake. Even though he didn't know the guy with the bear he said, "Nice to see you bo-" Alfred cut him off by throwing a finger in his face. The American looked from him to Feliciano then to Santo then back to Ludwig. He did this a couple of times before exclaiming, "DUDES! I didn't know y'all had a baby!"

The German's face grew a deep red while a certain Prussian laughed hysterically almost rolling on the ground, and both Italians merely tilted their heads in confusion. Why were Ludwig all red and Gilbert laughing like a hyena?

Alfred gave a giant hero laugh and, just as loud as before, said, "I didn't know ya had it in ya Ludd!" Alfred kept laughing not realizing how dangerous Ludwig was glaring at him. He was about to attack that obnoxious American when Matthew, noticing his brother was getting close to being beaten to a pulp by Ludwig, stepped in, "uh… Al? I don't think that's their kid. We would have known they had one and Feliciano hasn't said anything about it."

"Oh yeah," Alfred supposed and scooted next to said person throwing his arms around his shoulders. "Hey, Feli, this is your kid isn't it? I know he is, looks just like ya dude, just as adorable too." Feliciano stared at the stranger that was practically hugging him but didn't say anything.

Alfred's look went from pure childish happiness to uncertainty, "d-dude? Say something already your quietness is totally freaking me out!" Feliciano tilted his head the other way much like a puppy would tilt its head to a noise. "Who are you?" he asked.

"Wha-whaaaat dude, it's Alfred F. Jones, your awesome buddy, you stayed with me after World War II!" he recalled slightly baffled how his friend could forget a person as awesome as he.

"That's the other reason we're here Alfred," Ludwig said suddenly back to his pale skinned self, "Feliciano has gotten amnesia, and we need the nations that know him best to help get his memories back"

Gilbert, who was still trying to catch his breath from laughing too hard; added, "y-yeah hehe, he doesn't seem to remember anything!" he collapsed into yet another laughing fit, "Haah hah ah, my awesome lungs they hurt! That was the best joke I've heard today!" Ludwig, just wanting to forget about Alfred's comment from earlier, kicked his brother and threatened to kick his 5 meters unless he would shut up.

Matthew sighed and said, "Gilbert, I won't make you any pancakes while you're here if you don't stop" Gilbert quickly jumped up and ran to his side and said, "No, not the pancakes!" Gilbert gave the smaller male a puppy dog look and asked, "Will you make some now, birdie, and can I have extra syrup?" Matthew nodded while giggling and, without another word, led the group inside.

I am mad right now -.-

The school blocked Fanfiction so I had to wait to post it grrrrrrrrrrrr.

But I'm happy it's summer I get to write more.

So just a heads up I'm planning for this just to be 10 chapters long yes I know but this is the 7th chapter; that's the most I've EVER wrote O.O

Anyway I'll see you next chapter P.S I like pancakes XD