Hello everyone. Sorry for my brief absence. I've been sick a lot, here recently. So I'll be having a few small absences from the constant updates every so often. Not big ones, just a few days to rest between posts. So, I hope I haven't lost anyone's interests in Slender 2! I've been wanting to write for it for a while now! Here's the newest chapter!

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia, Slenderman, or the Slenderman Wikis.

Arthur sat in the room they had laid the unconscious Matthew in. He couldn't forgive himself for almost letting the boy be caught by that damned Slender. The Brit was so mad he couldn't see straight. Just the thought of Matthew being subject to whatever brutality Slender had against the others and himself made Arthur regret ever letting the boy in his house. Clearly Slender was going to use any means necessary to get to Arthur and Ludwig and trying to abduct Matthew was all the proof he needed of that.

The door opened silently and Gilbert poked his head in, smiling slightly at Arthur who looked over. It had been a few days since Slender had tried to take Matthew and the Canadian hadn't woken up since. Nothing they did would get the Canadian to acknowledge that he wasn't the only one in the room, much less open his eyes and it worried Arthur.

"How's he doing?" Gilbert asked softly as he shut the door gently.

Arthur let out a silent sigh, "Same as yesterday... I wish I knew what was wrong with him. I can't help him if I know next to nothing about why he's like this..."

"Trust me, we all wish we could help him. That Slender guy is way un-awesome..."

Letting out a more irritated sigh, Arthur leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples. He'd been up for three days straight watching over Matthew. Everyone had been on edge and the stress wasn't helping his sleeping pattern any more than the amount of worry he had for said boy. Him and Gilbert had switched stations a few times so Arthur could at least take a nap, but Arthur wasn't sure if he wanted to right now.

"C'mon, you should get something to eat and take a nap. Least have an awesome round of sex with Alfred!"

"You are so not helping..."

Gilbert laughed his trademark laugh, "But, seriously. You should at least go eat if you don't want to sleep."

Knowing Gilbert at least had a point, Arthur nodded and stood, allowing the albino to sit down in the chair. The Brit walked out of the room and towards the kitchen where the others were seated. Ludwig, Francis, both Feli and Lovi, and Alfred were gathered around the kitchen table talking. Actually talking! It was weird enough seeing Alfred and Feliciano act so serious, but to see Lovino not screaming and yelling about everyone being 'stupid bastards' and that he didn't have time for this was weird. And Francis not groping anyone or making a pass at someone was even weirder!

Arthur slowly walked over to the group to listen in a little bit. They were all going over plans on how to at least avoid Slender until they could think of something that could help them fight back. Antonio was mentioned a few times, to that of which Lovino quickly shot down with foul words and a few glares to everyone who agreed. He slowly sat down beside Alfred who gave him a small smile before going back to the conversation.

"Look, dudes...I think we should just skip town all together. Go to someone else's house who doesn't believe in any of this crazy stuff!"

Lovino huffed before looking at Germany, "For once, I've gotta agree with him. If your own damned country is Slender's home, then there's no way we could hide from him here. We've gotta go some place else."

"Ve~ I vote Antonio's!"

"Shut the hell up, Feliciano! We're not going to that bastard's house!"

"Why don't we go back to the UK? We could get Artie's brother's to help! They know a whole crap load of magic-"

"Like bloody hell I'm asking any of them for help! You didn't even mention it to Matthew, so why the bloody hell should I tell any of them?!"

"Angleterre, that's our best bet. We've got to get Matthieu out of here, maybe then he'll wake up. And for all we know, your brother's may know a spell to wake him!"

"No! I'm not running to them for help! That's exactly what they've been waiting for!"

"Artie, can't you put this aside for Mattie's sake? He could never wake up and you're worried about some stupid sibling rivalry..."

Arthur glared at his boyfriend before responding, "Fine. Whatever. We'll take Matthew to the bloody UK then! But I'm not going willingly, just so you know!"

"I know, babe. Don't worry, if they think you're in trouble, they shouldn't be to mean to you!"

"So my wee little brother is in trouble, you say?"

"Allistor, not now, please? This is serious!"

"Serious? I'm sure it is! What with this Slender fellow following you around!" The redhead let out a loud laugh as he leaned against the door frame of the front door.

Arthur growled and pushed the man aside, allowing Francis to carry Matthew into the building as the others followed behind Arthur. Allistor rolled his eyes and shut the door, walking into the living room. Francis gently sat Matthew down onto the couch and put a pillow under the boy's head to make him more comfortable. Alfred let out a sigh and plopped onto the recliner that was beside said couch, propping his feet onto the coffee table.

"Where are the others?" Arthur asked, looking over at his brother.

"The hell if I know, I'm not they're keeper. Why don't you call them, oh great British Empire?"

"I bloody hate you.." The Brit ground out while pulling out his cell.

Just then, the front door opened up and two other men walked in. One with his arms crossed and the other looking as if he didn't even want to be there in the first place. Allistor gave them a half-assed wave before landing onto the loveseat, crossing his arms behind his head. The one with his arms crossed looked over at Arthur, eyebrows furrowed.

"So. You called us here for some weird family reunion?"

"Oh, of course. Because I just couldn't bloody wait to see all of you again!"

"Arthur, just answer the question, dammit."

"We're being stalked."

"By Slenderman!"

"Allistor!"

"Hold on," the other redhead cut in, "Slenderman? Really? Arthur, did you mess up on a spell or something?"

"Yes, blame it on my spellcasting, Conner."

"I'm being serious, Arthur!" Conner said with an added glare.

"If I may, could I interject here for a short while?"

The three brothers looked over to Francis with curious looks, but none said anything. Francis cleared his throat before continuing, explaining the incident that happened when Francis had kicked Arthur's ball into the forest and Slender had met him. The three older nations looked between each other before directing looks at Arthur.

"Why is it that we're just now hearing about this?" Allistor spoke up, glaring slightly.

Arthur let out a sigh, "Yes, the first thing I thought of was telling my three elder brothers who wanting little to nothing to do with me. That makes a lot of sense, Allistor, I wonder why I never thought of it."

"Arthur, I'm serious. Obviously Francis couldn't help you."

"Hey!"

"Allistor has a point," Conner announced, placing his hands on his hips, "You should have at least told Dylan. He lived closer to you than we did."

Dylan sighed, "And now he's after all of you, I take it?"

"Yeah, pretty much dude!" Alfred said from his spot on the recliner.

"Perfect.."

Yup. I have no clue what I'm doing when it comes to Arthur's brothers! So, aside from their 'hidden brotherly love' and a few quirks to their attitudes, this is going to be rough. But, I wanted more characters so, I added them. Antonio will come as well, but me and a friend thought of why they call for "Zorro" to come to the rescue of Lovino xD!

Once again, sorry for my short absence. I had horrible writer's block plus I was sick. So, to make up for it, I'm going to attempt to write at least two more chapters after this one! I hope everyone likes it as I try my best to work around Conner, Allistor, and Dylan! Bare with me, it gets better...I assure. Reviews make me happy!

Love, ShuChan