She was so lonely.

Sitting amidst the beautiful meadow flowers, feeling the cool alpine breeze on her cheeks she could only be lonely. It was not as if she were all alone in the world. She had her brother after all. But he was so...restrictive. Sometimes she had to run away for just a little bit in order to get a breath of fresh air.

She loved him, but he didn't really understand her.

It was so...lonely.

Lichtenstein looked up a moment. Hadn't she heard something? No. Just the wind.

But really, as much as she loved her brother she could only stand his gun slinging ways so much. She needed someone to relate to. And while she was positive that Vash appreciated his frilly pink nightgown Lily knew he didn't 'love' it. (It had kind of been a goof anyway)

With a sigh she put her head on her knees, watching the valley below.

And there was that sound again.

"H-Hello?"

Suddenly it stopped. Then picked up again.

Finally, Lichtenstein stood up and followed the noise. It kind of sounded like a kid was playing with some sort of toy drum, or maybe it was -

Boobs.

"Uh..." Lily stood in awe, not quite believing her eyes. A tall young woman with pale blond hair and teary violet eyes spun to face her, hiding a basket behind her back. As she moved suddenly her...uh...assets... swung - making a distinctive bouncing sound and shooting a button off of her white blouse.

"AH! Oh shoot! And I just finished sewing it back on!" Ukraine cried, crouching down in the grass to search for the small item. Instantly Lichtenstein helped her, picking through the green leaves until she located the little button and held it up.

"Ah! I found it! This is yours right?"

"Oh thank you! I'm kind of poor so every little bit helps! If I had to pay for every button I don't know what I'd do!"

Taking the offered item, Ukraine calmly began sewing it back into its rightful place while Lichtenstein watched in amazement, blue eyes carefully following every stitch. At last she spoke.

"Um...so what are you doing out here?"

Ukraine suddenly sighed, sagging a bit (though her breasts didn't).

"I came to bring some stuff to my little brother. But then I realized I wasn't supposed to talk to him and I ran away. I must have gotten lost and ended up here."

"You can't talk to your little brother!" Lichtenstein worried. "How awful!"

The woman nodded, making a lively 'boing'. "Yes. It's because our history has been bad lately and my boss thinks it's better if we don't have contact. But I miss him so much!"

At this the smaller girl sighed. "I can't really relate to that then. I feel kind of selfish now; I was just sitting out here depressed because my brother is so overprotective I can't get a minute alone."

"Really?" Ukraine looked up. Helping others with a problem was always one of her better talents. "Is he nice though?"

Lichtenstein nodded. "He's very nice and I'm very grateful to him. But...he sometimes smothers me - I feel like I'll never grow up if I rely on him too much. But, I don't want to be away from him either and I feel like it'll drive a wedge between us if I don't rely on him." At this the girl curled back up with her head on her knees again. "I don't know what to do!"

With a motherly smile Ukraine rubbed Lichtenstein on the back. "It is wonderful your brother loves you so much. I know, sometimes big brothers can be difficult. Even little brothers can be that way. In fact...the reason I can't speak to my little brother is because he did some things that he thought were good...but ended very badly. So I had to start out on my own even if it was hard. But I still love him very much...and I think he knows that."

Lichtenstein smiled. "Yes. You're very kind...uh..."

Suddenly she jumped up. "I'm so sorry! My name is Lichtenstein." She gave a curtsey. "And you are?"

"Ukraine." She explained, standing up as well. "And I live kind of far from here."

Fiddling with the basket she smiled. "Hey. I don't want all this food to go to waste. So would you like some?"

The younger woman played with her maroon skirt. "Uh...I don't want to be a bother."

"We'll make it a picnic! I am on your property after all!"

At this Lichtenstein nodded. "Okay!"

They spent the afternoon talking about everything under the sun. And when the sun went down Ukraine escorted her newest friend back home. Switzerland was a little leery until he realized who it was and gave Lichtenstein the okay to hang out with her new friend. After that any time she felt lonely or sad she would call or meet with Ukraine. And anytime Ukraine felt like she didn't have a friend in the world she could talk to Lichtenstein. So the two manage to not be so lonely anymore.

When Ukraine and Lichtenstein emerged from the machine they found not a dry eye in the house. Even Prussia looked a bit teary (though he was way too awesome to admit it!) Moving from the machine, the two exchanged a happy nod, realizing that after the meeting they might want to sit and just talk things out.

Wiping her eyes, Hungary stood up. "That's better. This is what we were trying to get at. If we can raise understanding between all of us nations we can help each other much easier than if we remain a world of strangers."

Italy sniffled over his handkerchief. "~Ve...that sounds wonderful! It's such a good idea Hungary."

A little moved himself; England finally gave a grudging nod of approval. "Alright then. I suppose it's not a frivolous waste of time. So who's next?"

"Calculating." Sheila responded, adding. "I very much liked that last one."

Then the words popped up on the screen.

Cuba / Belarus

"What is with my sisters, SHEILA-machine?" Ivan growled ominously. From across the room there was a bloody scream.

"NO! I will only marry Russia! Dearest Brother don't let this machine try to separate us!" The frigid nations relation wailed, deafening everyone in a five foot radius.

"I don't think...it will do that!" Russia mumbled, now suddenly curious as to what the machine could actually do.

Without hesitating, the young woman stomped around the table - waving a knife at the screen and causing everyone on that side of the table to run screaming to the other side.

"NO! This evil temptress of a machine is out to separate us!"

Sheila made a 'tsk' sound. (Can computers make that sound?) "Are you afraid you might be capable of something other than incestuous thoughts?"

Belarus screamed. "I don't care who it is! I won't let them get between me and my beloved brother!"

Cuba sighed. "Good. I really don't need a crazy chick like you anyway!"

There was a moment of silence for Cuba's soul as Belarus slowly turned, her violet eyes glittering.

"What? Am I not good enough for you?"

Cuba flinched, his cigar falling out of his mouth. "W-wait! I didn't say that!"

"Computer!" Russia asked in a low whisper. "What are the odds of her finding another...interest?"

"5%"

Suddenly the young lady found herself hoisted into the air pushed through the screen.

"Изваните!"

Though everyone was positive Russia wasn't.

Authors Note:

Sorry it took so long to get this chapter up - my other computer exploded on me so I had to re-write this from memory. Ug.

Anyway, next time! Bela-Cuba! Don't miss it! Thanks for reading!