Alvi hung up the phone, slightly confused. If nothing was the matter, then why had Canada called?

Pushing the matter out of the mind for the time being, Sko went back to the Italies, pulling them away from her young citizens.

All morning, they had been doing more battle practice, but since the children were off to practice their literacy now, Sko had to find the adult students another lesson plan. As much as she would have liked to teach them her language (sometimes her English wasn't enough), the twins were far too loud and disruptive.

Wait...loud!

"Italians! Come- you learn quiet!"

-0-

Matthew followed Germany as closely as he could, back to the meeting.

All eyes flew to the pair as they entered, mostly passing over the Canadian. Typical.

"Spain! I know vhere zhey are! Come on!"

Toni flew out of his seat and down the hall, toe to toe with Ludwig as he explained 'America's' phone call.

Everyone else sat still for a moment, before clearing out, grumbling about the pointless meeting.

Matthew almost left too, if not for the hand on his shoulder.

"Dude, Mattie! When'd you get here, bro?"

"(*sigh*) I was here the whole time. You just didn't-"

"So where are the squeaky little pasta dudes anyways?"

"I think Skogurland took them."

Alfred's eyes widened. "Seriously?! Why? Aw man, he's gonna get killed by Germany and Spain!"

The brothers didn't realize, but two other countries had heard that last bit, and took off down the hall quickly, somewhat worried.

-0-

Back on Skogurian soil, Alvi's patience was nearly gone.

"Ve~look at the bella flowers!"

"Quiet, idiota!"

No matter how she tried to shush him, Feliciano just couldn't be silent for more than 10 seconds.

At least Romano can do it, she thought.

Just then, she heard a twig snap nearby, making Sko wary enough to smack her hand over the younger twin's mouth.

He started to protest, but when he saw why, Feli became quiet of his own accord.

A young deer fawn stepped slowly into the forest clearing, shy. The nations watched in awe.

A few more steps in, and the fawn was right up with Lovino, sniffing his hair.

Gently, Roma raised his hand, and gave the animal a pat, earning him a small nuzzle.

After what felt like ages, a doe came and escorted her young away, sniffing the nations as well.

Once they were gone, Sko removed her hand from Feliciano's mouth.

"Ve~ I wanted to pet it too~ no fair, fratello!"

"Romano quiet, he touch. You loud. No touch." Alvi reasoned as Lovi smirked.

Veneziano pouted, but didn't make a peep. Eventually, he was rewarded with a squirrel by his foot, which he almost scared off with his enormous grin.

Lovino couldn't help but smile too, but softer.

(HA! YAY FOR COMPUTER CLASS STARTING LATE (letting me post)! NEXT BIT IS COMING SOON!

\^_^/ victory dance)