A/N: Hi guys!

Sorry I am updating a bit later than usual, but I have just been busy...

But here I have another chapter! And there is a huge plot twist (and an actual name for the chapter...)

So, anyways, I do not own Hetalia.

Winter Break Part One:

Lovino was miserable. Not for any really good reason, he just was.

Maybe it was that ridiculous scavenger hunt Antonio had set. It had taken him all month to get through it, and he was on the final clue. It just said, "Meet me at the library at our favorite time". What the hell did that mean?! Of course Antonio would come up with some stupid shit like that. Of course.

He didn't have a favorite time. So what the hell was it? Two in the afternoon? Eight in the morning? He had no idea.

And there was only one more day before winter break, and, though Lovino was staying at the school, Antonio wasn't. And he was gonna miss that idiot bastard, though he totally wasn't gonna admit it. Nope, never.

The dumb fuck just had to go to Spain for Christmas, like the good Catholic he was. Though he probably wasn't that religious, or at least hopefully, as Lovino was in love with him.

Anyways, he had to figure out this stupid scavenger hunt before Antonio left.

So, he did the only thing he could think of. Try to bug the shit out of Antonio. And threaten him, by saying that his part of Italy was influenced by the mafia. And that he would set them on the ninth grader, if he didn't tell him what he was supposed to do.

"But Lovi~," Antonio would just say, "that would ruin the surprise!"

Lovino kept responding with, "But I hate dumb surprises! So tell me or I swear to God I will force to to tell me."

This, surprisingly didn't intimidate Antonio. He would just laugh at Lovino and say, "Awwww, you are so cute when you're angry! Your cheeks get all red like a little tomato!"

"Ciao, fratello! How are you?"

Lovino broke out of his thoughts, and turned to his little brother. "Ciao, Feli. I am good. Just this dumb scavenger hunt the tomato bastard set me on is driving me nuts. I mean, for heaven's sake, what is 'our favorite time'?"

"Ve~, maybe it isn't like a time time, maybe it is a time as in class? Do you have any classes with Antonio?" Feliciano said after a moment's thought.

Wow. Who knew that Feliciano could come up with ideas like that. "That... May work... I can think of one class..." the one class he could think of was music. Which was right after this ten minute break between classes. He had been practicing the guitar all semester, and yesterday had been the playing test, where he got a 89%. Not perfect, but still pretty good. And today he was going to have to skip class to head up to the library.

"Ve~ I had better get going! Bye fratello!" Feliciano sang write in the middle of Lovino's thought process.

"Okay. See you later."

Feliciano skipped off, and Lovino slowly walked to the library. It was almost empty, thanks to the fact class was starting in two minutes. He stood there, waiting impatiently. Where the hell was Antonio?

At last, five minutes after the bell rang, the Spanish boy walked up behind Lovino (who had been pacing) and hugged him. "Hola, mi tomate! You found it out! Now, let us talk before I have to leave, which is in about a half hour!"

Lovino spun around, shrieking, "What the fuck! What is wrong with-"

And he paused, because he was now nose to nose with Antonio, and staring straight into his sparkling green eyes. Antonio grinned wider, and for a moment Lovino thought they might, just might, kiss. Sadly, Antonio pulled away and said, "Well, here is your reward! Churros, and a little plushie turtle for Christmas!"

Lovino was shocked for two reasons: one, he did not get kissed, and two, he had presents?!

But, this meant, this meant... Antonio didn't like him in that way. Fuck. He needed to rethink his life. "Thanks a lot," he grumbled.

Antonio's face fell dramatically. "Lovi, what's wrong? Do you (gasp) not like churros?"

"No, it's nothing like that. There is nothing wrong. I'm super happy and shit. Thanks for the dumb scavenger hunt." Lovino tried not to sound bitter, but he couldn't keep it from seeping into his voice. He turned and began walking away.

Antonio ran after him, still holding the churros and turtle, "Lovi, Lovi, what's wrong?!"

Lovino spun around and shouted, feeling ruined, "I liked you, you damn idiot! I've liked you since the first day of school, since back when we were countries, and I thought, maybe, you could like me back! But that is obviously wrong!"

Antonio grabbed the Italian and forced him to look at him. "No, no, I do like you! I really really like you! But I didn't want to tell you!"

Lovino suddenly felt some hope, "R-really?" He said, and he was definitely NOT crying a bit.

Antonio smiled sheepishly, "You really didn't notice? Well, if you like me too..." he grabbed Lovino's head and forced their heads together. It was mildly uncomfortable for a minute, but then they both grew used to it, and kissed for a good two minutes.

Finally, Antonio pulled away, and said, "Well, that was nice."

"Yeah," Lovino agreed, before he realised what he had said and quickly added, "don't think I'll do it again... unless you want to?"

"Si, but unfortunately... I have to go. They are taking me to the airport to fly to Spain. This will be weird, now that I know I am also Spain. But, I would love to do that again... once I get back. I'm going to miss you, Lovi. See you in two weeks."

"See you, bastard. And don't ever think about kissing someone else, or I will kill both of you."

Antonio laughed, and hugged Lovino, "I wouldn't dream of it. Adios!"

And the ninth grader ran down the hall, leaving Lovino, who just sat in shock of what just happened.

Arthur woke up on Christmas to Alfred dancing on his bed. This was not too unusual.

But normally Alfred wasn't screaming the lyrics to jingle bells.

After punishing Alfred (he may or may not have thrown a dictionary at him) he got dress in something more relaxed than usual, meaning jeans and a green sweater, and forced Alfred to get dressed as well, who, just to annoy him, dressed in the exact same clothes, but with a red sweater.

"But Artieeeeee, we match this way!"

"I don't want to match you, you bloody idiot!"

Alfred stuck out his tongue, and tossed a box at Arthur, who managed to catch it. "Here's your present, Limey!"

Arthur tossed an American football to Alfred as his present, and opened up the box. He gasped as he pulled out a purple unicorn stuffed animal, and hugged it, and asking, "Didn't I give you a unicorn a few years ago for your birthday, as America, or something?"

"Yeah, Well I don't think I'm the exact same as America, but yes. I also remember that I couldn't ever see her, even though I kept feeding her and such," said Alfred, who looked somehow insulted by Arthur saying that. "I tried to make her more like the pictures of my unicorn, which you had drawn for me, so what do you think?"

Arthur grinned and hugged the soft animal. "Its perfect."

Alfred stood up and stretched, announcing, "Hey, I am heading down to breakfast, are you coming?"

After a fun breakfast, with over half the school missing (of his group of friends it was only himself, Alfred, Matthew, Lovino, and Feliciano remaining, everyone else had gone home), it was time for Arthur's brother to come and visit. Arthur and his parents were not exactly on the best of terms. So, instead of him coming home, his little six year old brother, was aloud to visit for a few hours.

Peter was also a country too, apparently. Sealand, a micronation.

When Peter showed up it was great, and they both exchanged presents, and he had to explain the fact that they were countries to him, and ask if he knew anything about it, and then they played in the snow for a few hours with the rest of Arthur's friends.

And then Peter had to go home, and Arthur hugged him, thanking him for such a fun day and hoping that he could visit again soon, and then Arthur was by himself, since all of his friends were contacting their guardians just to talk.

He sat alone in his room, blankly flipping through his books to see if anything appealed to him. Nothing did.

He picked up the unicorn and wondered what had happened to her in real life. And what about Flying Mint Bunny and all the others?

"Hello, England! Long time no see!"

Arthur whipped around to see a fluffy mint colored bunny with wings fly over to him, and she nuzzled his face while he stood in shock. "Flying Mint Bunny! Where have you been?"

"You told me that I wouldn't be able to contact you for awhile, so I came the minute you wondered where I was!" she sang, and Arthur felt a million times better.

"I'm so happy to see you! I was just worried that something had happened to you!"

They talked happily for a few minutes, until something offered to Arthur. "Hey, do you know how I went from being England to being a kid?" Flying Mint Bunny looked nervous, and was about to answer when Alfred walked in.

"Hi Arthur! Guess what, my parents totally want to meet you, they think that you sound great based on what I told them. So, what have you been doing all this time?" The seventh grader asked, cheerfully collapsing on his bed and picking up the American football to inspect it again.

Arthur glanced at Flying Mint Bunny, and then remembered America had never been able to see her. "Oh, not much. Just trying to catch up on some reading, that's all. I ate lunch, too," he waited for that to strike some cord with the American, who's life revolved around food.

Instead he just shrugged, and said, "I'm going to hold out and wait for dinner, since that's supposed to be a big meal, and it sounds really good, at least from what Feliciano said. It probably is, since they asked him to help make it."

After a few more minutes of trying to convince Alfred to leave, Arthur finally decided that he could just leave, himself. "I'm going to go for a walk by myself, so see you in a bit."

"Okay, have a good time or whatever," Alfred said, cheerfully, glancing up from his iPod.

Arthur ran out the door, and down the hall, until he finally thought he was a good distance away and turned to Flying Mint Bunny, who looked nervous now. "So, how did me and my friends end up as kids?"

"I-I'm not supposed to tell you," she squeaked.

Arthur frowned and tried again, "No. Tell me how the hell we ended up as students."

Flying Mint Bunny shook her head. "No, I can't tell you!"

"Flying Mint Bunny, how did we get here?!"

Flying Mint Bunny finally caved, and she said, "You did it! It was you who did it! You with your magic!"

A/N: This will all be explained next chapter...

I want to know, did anyone predict this? Just tell me if you did...

And I love reviews and suggestions, and I know that was kind of out of nowhere, but I promise it will make sense soon!

So, please review and give me any suggestions you have! I love it when you do, and they are my main motivation!