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Both: So… we (Raindrop) really wanted to name this chapter "The Demon Spider From The Deepest and Darkest Pits of Hell (and Some Little Identity Crisis)" but, it was too long for to take as a title… so "The Spider From Hell and Identity Crisis" will have to suffice. (Comment Which title you liked best!)

Raindrop: We still own nothing.

Hart: Sadly. It sucks. A lot

Raindrop: Indeed, Hart. Indeed.

MICKY POV

Then… we ended up all crashing in the living room that night. I woke up, and stretched in a very feline way, cracking all the joints in my entire freaking body, and yawned. I went into the kitchen, and made myself a nice, piping hot cup of Earl Grey, and waited for the others to wake up. Soon, I heard a small thunk, a groan, and a crash, and before I knew it, a not even half awake Arthur Kirkland stumbled into the kitchen.

"Tea? I smell… tea? Mmmm…" he was muttering. I choked back a hearty laugh.

"Would you like some? It's Earl Grey," I noted. He just nodded sleepily, and I poured him out a cuppa.

"Thank you, love," he started, "Never thought I'd find this in this house."

"I know, I'm the only one that drinks it," I chuckled. We then heard a crash, a smack, and a group of curses. Looks like the other states were up. We went to go investigate, watching the nations look at the three girls in confusion. It seemed as though Rayne had stretched, and landed on Nina, who in turn smacked Lilli awake, hence the colorful language. Fun. I just chortled and sat on my Russian lover's lap.

"While I don't mind you sitting on me, I think my sunflower should go change. You're flashing the other nations in that skirt of yours," he smirked. I looked down. We hadn't changed out of our cosplays.

"Fuck!" I cried, "Girls! Assemble!"

"Agreed!" they chorused, and we went back to my room, and started hanging up our costumes, taking out our hair extensions, and putting our shoes away. Rayne was helping Nina with her necklace, and in turn, received help with the "demon contact lenses" as she called them. She stepped out of my line of sight, then screamed.

"WHAT THE MOTHER FUCKING HELL IS THAT?!" in an instant, she was on top of the dresser, using her twin as a shield.

"AAAAAAH! WHY am I the shield?!" Nina screamed as well, also spotting whatever it was that Rayne saw. Lilli and I turned around… and saw… a spider from hell. It was a giant Huntsman spider, otherwise known as a LIZARD-EATING SPIDER, the size of a dinner plate, and it was crawling towards us.

"FUCK!" I shouted, leaping, and somehow managing to land on the fan.

"MOTHER FUCKING SHIT!" Lilli cried, somehow sticking on the walls in the corner like Spider-Man. Then, Alfred ran in, and I was suddenly aware that the four of us had just undressed without re-dressing… yep. Our "dad" just ran in on us in our underwear.

"What is it? Does someone need a HERO?!" he shouted.

"GET. IT. AWAY!" the four of us screamed, and the twins drew their weapons, Nina, her swords, from absolutely thin air, and Rayne her knife from the same.

"Get what?" he wondered, then he looked down. His eyes widened.

"What the fuck is that? It's like the size of a double cheese burger!" he was shocked.

"It's a mother fucking spider!" Rayne cried.

"Now get it out of my goddamn room!" I was almost in tears. Spiders. It had to be a spider.

"What am I supposed to do? Squish it?!" Alfred shouted. The arachnid apparently not liking the word "squish" stood up into an attack position and started hissing.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" my sisters and I screamed, and Rayne threw her knife at it, and it hissed directly at the dresser. The twins flinched.

"The fuck?!" Alfred yelped, jumping on my bed. Lilli looked at him incredulously.

"My hero," she spat, "You're the freaking United States Of AMERICA!"

"That shit came from Australia dudes! I ain't dealing with it!" he was cowering. The spider seemed to enjoy our fear, and spun around the room hissing with what seemed to be joy.

"Fuck!" Nina cursed, and it was bad if she was cursing, she was the most level headed out of all of us.

"Fuck this shit," I muttered before shouting "IVAAAAAANNNNNNN!" The Russian ran into the room, holding his water pipe.

"What is it, sunflower? Do I need to beat up the American?" he questioned.

"Get. The. Spider!" I screamed. He looked around, and spotted the object of our terror.

"That is a big spider, da?" he looked at his pipe, "I think I am needing a bigger water pipe." The spider hissed at him, and he let out a small yelp. Lilli and I pulled out our guns, her machine gun, and my shotgun, and fired at the thing until it was just a head and a pile of ash. The men looked up at us in shock.

"Why didn't you just do that, in the first place?!" they yelled at us.

"It was the spider from hell!" Lilli replied, coming down from the wall, and leaving the room. After a few retreating footsteps, we heard Vash yelp.

"Why aren't you wearing any clothes!?" he then came into the room just in time to see a Russian helping a scantily purple clad me off a fan, and an American helping a pair of scantily clad twins off the dresser. Once we were on the ground, we stood, staring at the pile of ashes. The head of the spider then sprouted legs, causing me and the twins to scream, and jump. In a split second, the Russian was balancing me on his shoulders, and Alfred had a twin in each arm. The head with legs started hissing and bolted between Vash's legs and headed towards the living room. Ivan, Alfred and Vash followed it, curious, the first two still carrying me and my sisters. The nations jumped up, watching the arachnid hiss at everything and anything that moved. Italy was on top of Germany, and Prussia was hiding behind Belarus, as she held a knife out to the spider, and the rest of the nations were just watching it. Romano then started pelting it with rotten tomatoes, and it jumped. The twins and I shrieked! It could mother fucking fly too?

"Spider from HELL!" I screamed.

"Someone do something!" Rayne was close to tears. Mattie was slightly distracted by his girlfriends clothing, or lack thereof…

"Green…" he muttered, not thinking anyone heard him. Suddenly, Jett (Australia *fanon name) burst through the door, boomerang and all. He looked at the spider.

"Die!" he told it. And it did. It died in a zap of light, and a puff of smoke. The twins and I embraced the Australian.

"THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU!" we screamed. Then we noticed his blush and got off.

"Bye!" Rayne called, running off to her room.

"See you!" Nina did the same. Everyone looked at me. I looked back.

"What?" I asked.

"Are you not going to change, Sunflower?" Ivan started massaging my shoulders lightly.

"I'm fine," I smiled up at him, enjoying all the blushing nations.

"I'm not. Go change," he told me.

"What are you gonna do about it, sug?" I challenged. He smirked and hauled me over his shoulder.

"Bye!" I called out, waving.

"Not in my house!" Alfred complained. I propped myself up, long enough to chuckle at the American.

"Where do you think we were last time?" I winked. Alfred groaned in disgust and muttered something about having to disinfect the entire house.

-Magical Time Skip brought to you by TEXAS-

I had ended up getting dressed into a nice purple sundress and my boots after… yeah… happened. I was sitting in the living room, eating an apple when Rayne walked in, wearing a fluffy short green robe and a towel on her head. Matthew blushed darkly, and all the nations stared.

"What?" she hissed, "I'm wearing clothes!" then she disappeared back into the hallway towards her room. Nina and Lilli appeared from said hall as Rayne vanished from eyesight. They sat down next to Antonio and Vash respectively, and I went to the bathroom.

LILLI POV

Micky vanished from sight, and Rayne had just sat down on Mattie's lap. We were all chatting aimlessly, when Gilbert noted that Micky hadn't returned.

"What's taking the frau so long?" he wondered. I looked towards the hall, she has been gone a while…

"RAYNE GET YOUR MOTHER FUCKING ASS IN HERE NOW!" there was a scream from the hallway.

"Fuck," Rayne sweat dropped. She disappeared, and that's when all hell apparently broke loose.

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU SAY BITCH!?" Micky screamed out.

"DON'T CALL ME A BITCH, YOU WHORE!" Rayne retaliated, causing many of the nations to blush, and watch the hallway in curiosity.

"I'M NOT A FUCKING WHORE, YOU SLUT!" Micky hollered.

"HOW MANY BOYFRIENDS HAVE YOU HAD?" Rayne challenged, probably shoving my sister, due to the crash that we heard.

"WE ARE NOTGETTING INTO THAT RIGHT NOW!" there was another crash, louder this time.

"THAT FUCKING HURT! AND YES WE ARE! SHIT! YOU MADE MINE COME EARLY!" there was another lout sound, and all the male nations had a "WTF?" look on their faces, while the ladies gained looks of understanding.

"What the hell is going on!?" Alfred asked.

"They both just got their periods…" I deadpanned, facing Nina, "Nina, take Spain to the store, stock up on some Midol, muscle relaxers, and in case of emergency some sedatives for Micky. Elizabeta, call Bella please?" She nodded, and got out her cell phone, and I noted Lovino's blush. Feliciano stood up, holding Ludwig's hand.

"We're going to make desserts, Germany!" he smiled, and the German blushed.

"What? Why? Why do you need me of all people?" Ludwig's face was going the darkest shade of crimson even possible.

"We both know you bake. And the bellas need sweets when they bleed for a week!" Feli stressed. Everyone in the room looked at the small Italian in shock, before he succeeded in dragging the German into the kitchen. Oh Italy… stronger than everyone thinks… He poked his head around the corner.

"I understand a lot more than you guys think I do," he winked, before disappearing again. Francis "ohonohonhonhon"ed, and everyone looked at him in question.

"I remember when I gave him The Talk, he just looked at me and laughed. He said

'I know, big brother, France! Grandpa taught me well, si?' and I could only look at the boy in shock before nodding slightly," he explained. Everyone looked to Romano. He just smirked. Feliciano stuck his head into view again.

"I'm not as stupid as everyone thinks, right fratello?" Feli chuckled almost wickedly. Romano just smirked again, but there was an extremely light dust of blush on his cheeks, that soon deepened, as Bella barged through the door with bags of supplies and dashed past him into the kitchen.

"MOVE!" she cried, shoving an amused Prussian out of the way. Then, Francis and Romano joined the kitchen party, and I went to go check on the two idiots in the bathroom.

"Are y'all OK?" I called, slamming open the door, Rayne was sitting in the Tub and Micky on the toilet.

"No…." they groaned in pain, but then Rayne smirked.

"Mine was a false alarm," she cackled. And I joined in, but if Micky had started, it wouldn't be long until the rest of us did as well… shit. I helped Rayne out of the tub, and she scurried into her own bathroom, presumably to get dressed and do her makeup and crap, she always took forever. Then I tossed a pad at my sister's face.

"Thanks," she sighed, and I gave her a look, "Yes we apologized for the name calling and the yelling already." I grinned. We went into the living room just in time to see Nina come into the house with movies, meds, and popcorn with Antonio looking queasy. He sat down, and she went into the kitchen to find new homes for all the items. Poor Toni… then, Bella walked in and offered Micky a bar of chocolate.

"Orange chocolate!?" Micky was ecstatic.

"A little birdy told me that it's your favorite," Belgium just smiled kindly.

"Thankyouthankyouthankyou!" Micky hugged her, and then curled into a ball on her Russian lover's lap.

"Release the chick flicks!" she shouted jokingly, in all honesty, she didn't really watch those movies, even at this time of the month. That, was Rayne entirely. But, then we popped in a comedy. Soon, Feliciano, Francis, Ludwig, Bella and Lovino came out into the dining area carrying enough sweets to feed a small army and laying them on the table. They returned to sitting in the living room with the rest of us. Then Rayne walked in, skinny jeans and makeup dark as ever.

"Nice makeup, love," Arthur started, "I remember when I did that myself." He was smirking at her. She gave a feral grin.

"I learned from some of the best, they were from your place," she challenged. With a puff of smoke, there was no longer a gentleman standing in front of her. He'd reverted to his punk self, a Union Jack tank top, his hair was now spiky, and his piercings stood out against his skin. He had on black skinny jeans, vans, and eyeliner around his emerald orbs.

"Damn straight they were," he leaned in towards her, and she bit her lip, almost drawing blood.

"Mattie, you may want to do something," I nudged the Canadian with my elbow. He stood up, and then there was another puff. Uh oh. His hair was choppier, he had on black skinny jeans with so many tears it was a wonder they were still pants, combat boots, and a black V neck with the Canadian flag patterned onto it. He had a lip ring, and piercings up his ears, with a studded belt and wrist cuff to match. Seeing as Arthur had backed Rayne into a corner, the Canadian punched the wall between their faces, and growled.

"I think you're talking to my girl, Brit," he hissed. Everyone blinked, not understanding what was going on at all.

"Lip ring…" we could hear Rayne mutter softly, staring up at her boyfriend, who had been newly made over. Nina chuckled.

"If the shy you is in there, you may want to run, Matt," Micky chuckled also, knowing Rayne's weakness.

"Why?" he didn't take his eyes off his British "opponent".

"Because, you've gone punk, and as we can tell, Rayne likes punks," Nina giggled, seeing her twin drooling a little. Rayne brought a hand to her mouth, and bit her index finger in distress as Matthew looked to her.

"Never took you for a punk," he grinned, and Arthur stalked off, not interested anymore.

"There's a lot you don't know about me," Rayne challenged.

"Like?" Mattie prompted.

"I'm stronger than I look," she hissed, tackling her boyfriend, and dragging him down the hall towards her room.

"THE WALLS ARE SOUNDPROOF RIGHT!?" she called.

"NO!" Alfred shouted back, holding back a flinch from the earlier predicament with Micky and Ivan.

"SUCKS TO BE Y'ALL!" Rayne called back before slamming the door.

"So, let's all go out to a movie or something, because I really don't want to test the theory of the soundproofing," Micky suggested, leaping up. Everyone else agreed, and we went out, and made sure not to come back until morning.

-Time skip brought by Hawaii-

RAYNE POV

I woke up, snuggling my now, back to normal Canadian boyfriend who was in a hockey jersey and some sweats.

"Are you up, Maple?" he smiled down at me. I yawned, nodded, and cracked my neck, curling into his warmth.

"Let's have breakfast then." I struggled while he dragged me from the warmth of my blankets. I clung to him for warmth, and he somehow got us into the kitchen, and made some pancakes.

"At least you can make pancakes!" I scowled, being untalented in the art of the pancake.

"It's easy, I can teach you if you'd like mon cherie," he told me. I shook my head.

"Non, it would be more trouble than learning," I promised. He sighed in defeat, and just nodded.

"So, are you keeping your hair that color?" he wondered, recalling that I had bleached it, as had Micky. I shrugged.

"I guess, I could bleach it more and dye it a fun color," I claimed. He chuckled, ruffling the honey blonde locks on my head. I smiled at him. He was the sweetest thing since sugar cane, and I was so incredibly lucky.

"What's on your mind?" he questioned.

"You," I was truthful, savoring the blush that was on his cheeks.

"Maple! Why do you have to do that?" he was focusing anywhere but me, and I looked down at my now empty plate. I hadn't meant to make him uncomfortable. I stood, rinsed my plate and put it in the dishwasher before going into the living room and scavenging for one of my favorite movies. I giggled in joy, as Matthew sat on the couch, waiting for me to join him. I popped the disk in and sat beside him, curling into his side for warmth and snuggles. I was in a tank top and some pajama shorts, so I was a little bit more sensitive to the cold than he was.

"I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable," I told him. He looked down at me and sighed.

"I'm just not used to attention like that," he said. I looked at him, and pecked his cheek.

"Well, you should get used to it, because, I'm more than prepared to give you the attention you more than deserve. You're sweet, kind, funny, and cuter than physically possible," I commented as the main menu came on. Upon the screen was a Nightfury, and his boy, waiting for us to play the movie.

"How To Train Your Dragon?" Matthew smiled softly. I paled, not knowing if he liked cartoons.

"We don't have to watch it if-" I stood up to remove the disk, only to be pulled back down.

"It's fine," he pulled me in close to him. I smiled, and we started the movie. By the time Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III had started training Toothless, the G8, Vash, Antonio and my sisters came back. I nodded at them, making it known that I knew they were there, and I began nibbling on Matthew's shoulder. He jumped slightly, and blushed. Lilli chuckled, knowing exactly where this was going. I kept nibbling though, and then, when he was finally getting used to it, I sank my teeth into him.

"Maple!" he yelped, "That hurt! Who gave you permission to bite me?"

"You did," I chuckled, returning my focus to the adorable Nightfury on the screen.

"You gave her permission to bite you?!" Alfred was shocked.

"No I didn't!" Matthew responded. Nina sent me a look.

'Did he?'

'Practically,' I responded to her look.

"Did you moan?" my three sisters asked the flushing Canadian, remembering why they had left. Not trusting his voice, he nodded slowly. My twin chuckled, and Micky grinned.

"Noises of pleasure mean permission for biting," Micky told him, "Ivan knows that."

"Da," the Russian agreed, kissing my sister softly.

Key:

Frau - woman (German)

Bellas - pretties (Italian)

Fratello - brother (Italian)

Mon cherie - my sweet (French)

Non - no (French)

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