A/N: LAST CHAPTERRRRRRR! I am going to cry now… D,:

I don't own Hetalia.

Italy arrived at the World Meeting with Romano. He hadn't seen Germany since he was forced to the mental hospital. He felt a lot better, and had a surprise for all the countries. He entered the building with Romano, and realized they were a little early. Italy took this as a chance to "set up" his surprise.

"Alright, you can come out now. The coast is clear." Italy said, as a male entered the room. He wasn't a country, or a micronation. In fact, he had never been in this particular building ever before. Italy guided him up to a stage like platform and had him sit down on a chair in the center of it.

"Okay, now when I press play on the boombox, just… do your thing. Got it?" Italy said, and the man nodded. "Great."

Moments later, Italy was seated at the chair at the end of the table when Germany walked in. "Italy, how are you? Do you feel any better?" Germany asked, and Italy just nodded. Germany looked questioningly at where Italy was sitting, but shrugged it off and sat next to him. More minutes passed by and eventually all the countries were present in the building.

"Attention, attention. I'd like to make an announcement~!" Italy said, standing up. All heads turned to the Italian country. But Italy said nothing else as he made his way to the small table with the boombox placed upon it.

"Many of you do not know I was placed in a mental hospital yesterday, for depression reasons. Unless the word did not get around, I should not have to explain." Many countries nodded, as if to day, "Yes, I know what happened."

"While I was with the nurses and doctors there, I realized I found a way to cope with depression." Italy said no more as he motioned to the man on stage.

"Hello, my name is Ryan Shepherd. I am a musician, and I was brought here by my new friend Italy. When I got an email from him about using my music to cope, in all honesty, I was completely flattered. So please, sing along if you know the words." Italy pressed play and music began to fill the room. Ryan began to sing into the microphone he was handed.

"Audrey Hepburn had it made. But Freddy never got it straight. These problems never can be solved. And wild spirits can't be tamed."

Italy grabbed a mic and hopped on the stage with Ryan and began to sing along.

"So let's pretend we're superhuman," They sang together. "We'll lift our feet up off the ground. To stop the cracking sounds of eggshells. And how about taking off a day? Doing things we've always done before; we've never stopped to wonder if we've messed up anything." Other countries began singing along.

"So cue the soundtrack! Cue the lights! Give me tension, give me nerves. Give me awkward glances, sweating hands, and misread lines a thousand times rehearsed. We can love, like in the movies!" More countries began to join in, and soon the whole room echoed with different voices.

"Like Superman and Lois Lane. Like Tarzan and Jane. Amelie et son garçon. Romeo and… what's her name. They're not that unlike you and me! We can love like life's a movie, like romantic comedies. But less funny. So cue the soundtrack! Cue the lights! Give me tension, give me nerves. Give me awkward glances, sweating hands, and misread lines a thousand times rehearsed. We can love, like in the movies! We can love like when the lights go down, the intro scene. I'm sitting with a beauty queen, and on the screen they're making out, so someone shouts "Whoo!" That's when my girl jumps, the popcorn drops, and we both move to grab the box, we bump our heads, our lips collide, and it's more than they have moved all night. The music swells, the cameras zoom, and everyone around assumes that this is love!"

The room goes silent, then Italy begins the chorus again.

"So cue the soundtrack! Cue the lights! Give me tension, give me nerves. Give me awkward glances, sweating hands and misread lines a thousand times rehearsed. We can love, like in the movies."

Italy let Ryan have the last words. He began to sing the ending solo.

"I guess I'm always gonna find the Cracker Jacks without a prize. While lovers only have to stay, until the credits start to play." Ryan finished the song, and the room began applauding for the two on the stage.

Germany smiled to him from below the platform they were standing on. Italy jumped off and hugged Germany tightly.

That was when Italy realized, he had many people who loved him and cared for him. He smiled, and thanked Ryan for coming.

A/N: Every story needs a cheesy ending. Right..? No? SHUT UP. I CAN DREAM.

NOW I AM GONNA BE SAD BECAUSE ITS OVERRR.

Lilli pointed this out the other day. She had said to me, "It started out as a serious, sad type story, but ended up with a hilarious ending."

Ok ok many of you are probably like, 'It wasn't that funny…'

Now if you were thinking that, you're probably thinking something along the lines of 'Oh my god she just read my mind… creep.'

THAT'S RIGHT. I AM A CREEP. Ok who am I talking to…?

DOESN'T MATTER.

Please review! Even though it's over, please feel free to review anyway. It could help me improve my future writing.

THANK YOU FOR READING THIS STORY TILL THE END! HUGS FOR ALL~~~~ -hugs-

Okay too long authors note.

BYEEEE!

~Feli