Hey guys! Thanks for all the reviews! And I hope you all know that you can ask questions again. Thank you SoraChiistar, animechik16, German Sparkle Party andLili-Beth for the questions they asked last chapter. This chapter is for all the rest of you guys! Enjoy!

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"Welcome to Hidden Secrets! I'm your host Alan Baker, and I have with me the Hetalians! Please give them a big round of applause!" greeted Alan, his blond hair in slick spikes and his grey eyes twinkling merrily. Last episode had been undeniably fun and he was getting interested with all the question people came up with. And who had known Japan could be such a kinky pervert? The audience cheered, consisting mostly of girl though there were a couple of guys there too. Alan grinned widely, proceeding to sit down on his usual couch and observing the nations in front of him. They all were sitting in the same spots as the day before and looked eager enough, most of them smiling charmingly at the crowd.

"Right, so before I start today's episode, I thought I'd inform all of you about the thanks you received. The people who asked you questions last time say thanks." France smiled at the camera pervertedly.

"And I would like to zank German Sparkle Party, it was all because of 'er zat I spent a wonderful evening. Merci ma Cherie!" England swatted his head and grunted, looking away. Alan chuckled and shuffled some papers importantly.

"Right, so lets start with the night. Today, the first letter I have here is from Torako-chan. It says here:

Dear Italy,

Is there any reason why Romano is not on the show? And next time you see him, can you tell him I love him?
Sincerely, Torako-chan.

So, How would you answer to that, Italy?"

The Italian man smiled and waved at the camera.

"Ciao Torako-chan! Of course I can tell fratello that you love him! But I'm not sure he'll be happy, ve! You see, he's never happy at all… unless he's with Big Brother Spain. Then he's happy! Ve! He couldn't come because he and Big Brother Spain said they were going to stay in bed all day. I don't really know why…" Italy trailed off, pouting, before breaking out into a wide smile again. "But Germany says they love each other and they have fun in the bed! Ve!" Germany flushed and ran a hand through his hair with a sigh while Italy bounced in his seat. "So I let them stay home! Fratello said we'd make pasta together when I came back!" Alan gave a small grin at that before turning to the camera too.

"I'm sure you got that, Torako-chan, hmm?" He raised an eyebrow suggestively before turning to his other letters. "Thank you Italy. Now, here's another letter, addressed to France though. Ahem,

Dear France,

In January 2011, America's boss said that America's greatest allies are the French, causing outcry from the British. What is your view on all this?
Sincerely,
BritishEnglishFTW

Well France?"

England had gotten a terribly insulted look on his face, seemingly remembering the time. America was looking a bit sheepish. Francis sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"Ah, oui, I remember zat time. Amerique's president said zat we were one of l'Amerique's greatest allies," he recalled. Next to him Arthur had stiffened and crossed his arms, glaring away. The Frenchman let a small smile dance along his lips.

"So, BritishEnglishFTW, you are asking what I zink about zis? Well, I don't really know. 'ow is one supposed to take a comment like zat? I am proud to know I'm I great ally, mais I do not get why Angleterre is so upset…"

"Why am I so upset? Bloody frog! I helped that brat more than you! What did you for him? I took care of him, helped him out! Hell, we even have a 'Special Relationship'! I have no idea why he insulted me! We share almost everything!" snapped the Brit, turning his glare on the American who was squirming uncomfortably in his seat. "And you! Why the hell did you let that man insult me! I thought I taught you better than that, but nooo, you just have to poke me in the eye! Who served alongside your pathetic ass in the war? Whose soldiers died alongside your damned Americans? Who supported you whenever you needed it?" shouted Britain, who was by now standing up and yelling at the American. There was a hush in the audience as everyone watched them carefully. America was cowering in his seat, looking a bit cowed. England's voice dropped to a lower tone, sounding even more menacing.

"And what did you do in return? Help me? No. You said you would give my nuclear secrets to Russia. That's how you treat your so called allies? It's a wonder that I haven't launched a war against you yet," he growled. More silence. The members of the European Union were looking a bit ticked off at the American. Sure they didn't get along, but they stuck together in times of crisis. Like how right now everyone's economy seemed to be going back into recession, but Germany was thinking of a way to help all his fellow Europeans out. And to cause damage to Britain would only lead to problems. America flinched and averted his gaze. France stood up, grabbing England and smiling slightly.

"Angleterre¸ you needn't worry about zis. Our relationship is strong, no? And I really 'ave no complains wiz what Amerique said. Plus, I zink it was more to strengthen our political bonds zan to make you feel insulted. But if you 'ave a problem wiz 'im again, zen I will side by you. After all, we are partners, oui?" The Englishman seemed to have calmed a bit, but he was still glaring at the American superpower. With a huff, he grabbed France by the collar and kissed him, pulling away with a smirk.

"I would thank you, Frog, but I'm afraid I still feel terribly insulted. And you, Alfred, the frenchie's my ally. Don't you forget it." With that he turned and sat back down on the couch, as far away from Alfred as he could while France sat down next to him.

"BritishEnglishFTW, I really 'ave no opinions on zis. And if you look at it closely, 'e said I was one of 'is greatest allies. So Angleterre is still zere. But it does make me a bit wary for all ze ozzer countries since it seems a bit like back-stabbing to me," completed France, smiling winningly. Alan grinned, clapping and bringing the audience into it as well.

"Brilliant. Now, here's our last letter by our old friend German Sparkle Party. Okay, here goes:

Dear France,

I will sooo take up your tape offer! Thanks!
Canada: Which country out of America, Prussia, and Russia are you most romantically interested in and why? Don't skimp out on the details! (Or is it some sort of kinky 3 or 4 way you interested in~) ;)

German Sparkle Party

Canada?"

Matthew flushed, chewing his lip and looking away as he tried to fade away into the background. Unfortunately, it didn't seem to be working. Everyone had their gazes fixed on him.

"Is none of them an option?" he asked weakly. France cackled wile Prussia leaned forward towards him.

"Kesesesesesese! Really, Birdie, shouldn't it be obvious that you'd choose me?" he cooed, grinning widely. The Canadian just blushed more while Alfred suddenly looked at him with interest.

"Is it me, Mattie? Like incest?"

"Become on with Russia, da?"

"Um…" Canada looked at France helplessly, but his ex-caretaker simply chuckled, pulling Arthur closer to himself. England was looking slightly interested too, not to mention Japan. Canada squirmed uncomfortably before sighing and giving up.

"If I had to choose between those three then it would be Prussia. He's the only one that remembers me," he mumbled, flushing and not looking up as he felt a glare on him. Probably Austria, he thought. There was a second of silence before Prussia; America and Russia launched them at him, grabbing a hold of him.

"But Mattie! You haven't even tried me yet!"

"Kesesese! I told you so, Birdie! Come here and give me a kiss!"

"Canada will test with me, da?"

Canada whimpered, closing his eyes and being tugged into all directions. No helped him, instead watching in interest as Gilbert finally wrenched the Canadian to himself and kissed him square on the mouth. Matthew turned at least three different shades of red. Alfred growled, shoving the Prussian away and taking over where he left off. Russia blinked and gave a smile, moving to sit back down with a pleased look on his face. No one asked him why he did that. Prussia and America were back to fighting over Matthew before the Canadian finally whacked both of their heads. His face was red and his hoodie had been shoved up. He smoothed his clothes down and glared at the two fighting over him before turning away.

"I didn't enjoy that," he said. The albino behind him pouted as he followed Matthew and sat down too.

"Aw, why?"

"Yeah dude. I totally rock. It was probably Prussia's fault anyways. He's kinda freaky like that."

"Hosers. It was both of your faults. You were taking advantage of me!"

"Now we weren't."

"Yeah, we were just showing you who's more awesome, dude."

"Skeezballs."

"Is that even a word Birdie?"

"Your Canadian insults are pretty creative."

"If I said I wanted a threesome would you leave me alone?" asked Canada, finally back to blushing furiously. Prussia raised an eyebrow.

"Admit it out loud and properly, then I'll think about it," he said. Canada took a deep breath and looked at the camera before averting his eyes again.

"German Sparkle Party¸ I want to have a threesome with Prussia and America," he mumbled. All the nations stared at him in shock, before…

"Frog! You corrupted the poor child's brain! Poor, poor Matthew! Sweet, innocent Matthew! What have you done to him!"

"Moi? I didn't do anyzing! 'e's just adventurous like me! Ohonononon!"

"I knew I shouldn't have let you take care of that boy! He was so well mannered!"

"You know, cher, it's always ze quiet ones 'o are ze kinkiest!"

Meanwhile Prussia had a thoughtful look on his face.

"Well, Birdie. As much as I would enjoy having sex with you, I'm really sorry to say that I've already got my eyes on someone," he said proudly, putting an arm around Austria. The Austrian man blinked before angrily shrugging the hand off, turning to glare at nothing.

"Leave me alone, Gilbert."

"Kesesesese!"

Alan finally managed to calm the nations down, smiling wearily at them before nodding at a camera man.

"It's time to choose the lucky audience members!" There was some peppy music and the lights whirled around before settling on a girl. She had dark hair and a slightly evil glint in her eyes as she stood up with a whoop, throwing her hands into the air.

"AWESOMENESS! She shouted excitedly, snatching the mic and bouncing on her feet.

"Alright! So, I'm HellsTears. It's awesome to meet you all! So first, can I make a couple of requests and comments before I ask my question?" Alana nodded. The girl cheered before letting her eyes scan over the nations. She smirked.

"Right, Prussia, you're awesome, just saying."

The Prussian preened.

"And Austria, not to worry. You're as awesome as Prussia."

Cue shocked look on Prussia's face as he protested.

"He's not as awesome as me! No one can be as awesome as me!"

"Whatever. Can you let me finish? Where was I? Oh yeah, America, watch 'The Ring'. It's an awesome movie."

England sniffed snootily.

"I should tell you, I've got scarier movie in my place. Humph."

"Japan, can you say 'we are having elections right now?' for me?" asked HellsTears sweetly. The Japanese man took on a confused look before saying the sentence.

"'We are having erections right now'," he said, promptly flushing when he realized what he just said while some countries (namely England, France, Prussia and America) snickered. Germany face-palmed. HellsTears smiled politely.

"I apologize, its improper. And Russia? !" The Russian looked freaked out.

"I kid. Just wanted to see your face. And Hungary!" she pointed into the crowd. (Hungary blinked. How had she known she was there?). "TEACH ME THE SECRETS OF YAOI MASTER!" (Hungary grinned. Another apprentice. This would be fun.)

"Now, I want to ask my question to England and France. What would you both do if you were locked in a closet together? And you can't break the door down."

England's eyes widened and he paused, thinking quickly.

"Well, I would try to stay as far away from the frog as I can, obviously. And hopefully knock him out so I don't have to suffer his stupidity."

"Ohononon! But Arthur, if I were out cold zen you would be very bored. I'm sure we could do better things if e were locked inside," he said, eyeing the Englishman suggestively. England flushed and looked away.

"Bloody perverted frog. As if I would let you touch me."

"Mais Angleterre! It would be very entertaining! Then my fantasy of taking you in a closet would be fulfilled!"

"What? You fantasize about having sex with me in a closet?"

"Well, zere are more too… like in front of the whole world…"

"Never! I'm not letting you touch me ever again froggie bastard! You're on the couch for the rest of your existence!"

"You're no fun. And here I thought you were a kinky one."

"You want kinky? I'll give you kinky," he leaned in towards France and whispered something in his ear which made the Frenchman grin brightly.

"I look forward to it Arthur!"

"We'll see about that."

They both returned their attention to everyone and noticed everyone was staring at them. England raised an eyebrow.

"What? Don't any of you have anything better to do than listen to us?"

"Um, England, dude, can't you both talk about normal things?"

"No."

Alan clapped, redirecting attention towards him before turning back to the audience.

"And our next member is…"

The lights twirled and flashed before landing on a girl. She stood up, punching the air victoriously before grabbing at the mic.

"Hello, I'm Izzeay and I would like to ask a question to Italy. Italy, did you know that France attacked and possibly killed Holy Rome? How does that make you feel?"

There was a silence as Italy looked over to France and widened his eyes.

"Big Brother France?" he asked timidly. The Frenchman sighed, looking away. His gaze fell on Germany, who shifted a bit and got a slightly guilty look on his face. So he knew? However, before the Frenchman could say anything, Arthur interrupted with a cough.

"Italy, I want to admit something to you," he said, looking just a tiny bit guilty too. This had most of the nations interested. Arthur sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"I was slightly responsible for the reincarnation, if you will, of Holy Roman Empire," he said. Italy's eyes widened. Germany looked away. France blinked. Arthur sighed and stood up, pacing and completely unaware of the audience that was watching them carefully.

"When France attacked the Holy Roman Empire and was dissolving him, I was there. Well, not physically present but more… Well, I can't share that with you. I was asked to…do something for someone. So I did what they said. I had to help that someone to make sure the Holy Roman Empire lived on. Except…" He trailed off. Prussia had a guarded look in his eyes. So he knew too. England turned to find Italy watching him with watery eyes. He instantly patted his pockets and then produced a handkerchief, presenting it to the crying nation.

"Except…he changed. His name changed. He's still alive though." He tactfully didn't mention who the person was. Italy sniffed then looked at France.

"Why did you fight Holy Roman Empire?" he asked quietly. Francis sighed.

"It was necessary. Mon gouvernement, well, more accurately Napoleon Bonaparte wanted me to fight and so I did. If I didn't 'e would've taken over you. And I couldn't bear zat. Je suis desole, cher."

"Va bene."

Suddenly the crowd cooed out an 'aw' and all the nations jerked towards the crowd with looks of surprise. Izzeay had already sat down. Alan faked wiping his eyes with a tissue and stood up.

"Wasn't that wonderful?" Cue crowd cheering. "I know. Well, we'll see you next episode. Same time, same place! I love y'all. Goodnight." There was jazzy music and then the lights dimmed again and the crowd was leaving. The nations were around Italy where he was hugging 'Big Brother' France. England was quietly talking to Germany and Prussia. America was flirting with his brother, Russia was talking to Austria. Alan smirked and walked away.

"See you all tomorrow."

He smirked as he passed by Hungary.

"I suggest you camp inside Matthew and Alfred's room today."

"Mmmhmm. I've already got my camera ready and Japan's setting up a camera in the room in case they notice us."

"Lovely. Well, búcsú."

"Búcsú."

Hey guys! So here's another chapter! More questions, please? I love you all! Please ask more questions!

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