"Maria.."

"Don't go!"

"Huh?" Estonia lifted his head from his laptop to only see the whole conference room stopped at the wildest scene: Such as Korea dancing Gangnam style, Prussia squishing Austria's head with Gilbird aiding him, and Turkey was painting Greece's face with the ink Egypt gave him.

"Nothings new" observed Egypt who was feeding his big black dog, Anubis.

"ACK!"screamed Philippines as she fell out of her chair.

"I got you, da!" cheered Russia as he pulled her from one tug. "You okay,da?"

"T-Thank you! I'm so sorry po Kuya Russia! " bowed Philippines with full embarrassment.

"It is fine ,da?" smiled Russia " But you can always show how sorry you are if you become one with Mother Russia, da?"

"I...uhh" stammered Philippines (I don't even know how to reply to that..)

"STAY AWAY FROM MARIA YOU COMMIE!" barked America as he came to the rescue. He made his Superman posing in front of Marie. "You okay, Babe?"

"Think so.." commented Philippines.

"I'm already a democratic country,da!" wailed Russia with his faucet pipe swaying back and forth. It almost hit China who was serving his panda bamboo-juice.

"A-ARU! BE CAREFUL!" China forgot he was serving a hot steaming glass of tea and it land on France's head.

"GAH! ZIS BEAUTIFUL FACE!"

England snorted and triumphantly stood in front of the Frenchman. "YOU BLOODY DESERVE IT!"

("MAPLE!") a voice echoed.

"What was that?!" America cringed. He hugged Philippines for comfort and shoved his face at her chest.

"K-KUYA AMERICA?!" blushed Philippines who was uncomfortable with the sudden events.

"WAAH! THERE'S A FUCKING GHOST IN HERE!" cried America.

("It's just me..." ) replied the voice.

Philippines spotted Canada who was hiding under the curtains. (Nice camouflage..) she thought. "It's only Canada" she soothed America.

"WHO?!"

("Ca-na-da..") pronounced Matthew who was holding his polar bear again.

"Who are you?"

(-Facepalm-)

"GHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOST!"

"Kuya America!" She pushed away Alfred's crying baby face and used her feet to separate his body that reeks of hamburgers. "Be a good hero and don't do that again!"

"B-But it's scary!"

"Listen to mi Hija, la bastardo.." echoed another voice. Philippines squinted against the light and found Spain gleaming with his axe.

(No..) sweat dropped Philippines (That's scary!)

"Umm..it's alright na po Papa..."

"Not until I chop off the Amerikano's head it's not!" Spain charged with no hesitation towards America."LARGO!"

"Gotta go!"

Philippines scooted off the side and watched America ran for his life. Spain kept smashing anything that comes in contact with his axe. He showed no mercy even at the Baltic's table.

"THIS IS NO NOT COOL!" commented Poland as he flew off his chair and landing on Lithuania's back.

(Bunch of morons...) she thought (And I'm one of them!) She looked in Russia's crying puppy eyes and with his faucet pipe grasping for air.

(Tangina, I swear I'll be the cause of World War 3 if I don't stop this chaos)

"cause...of war? chaos?...because of...me?"

"Piri-tan?" calmed a voice behind her "Daisyobou??"

"Yes po Japan~" lied Philippines with a smile "It's like any other world meetings po~"

"like any other war...chaos...cause of thousands of deaths.."

"PASTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA !" interrupted Italy who was head locking an irritated Romano.

"PUT YOUR FUCKIN HANDS OFF MY HEAD, PASTA-BASTARD!"

"I better go and break those two up." Philippines walked through Japan and pat his shoulder.

"Right.." Japan answered slowly with doubts." Shall I go and fetch Germany-sa-"

'WILL EVERYONE SHUT UP!'

"No need I suppose~"

"Apu! Apu!" laughed a young MA-I as she raced towards the fields.

Her black hair was braided beside her face and her tan skin glowed under the bright yellow sun. The small mountains with brownish color signed that it will be a beautiful day, brought by Bathala.Several working farmers warmly welcomed her presence and continued their harvest.

"Apu! Apu!" she called again. She walked inside a small nipa hut where the great Datus were having a meeting.

"Narito ba ho si Apu?" (Is Apu in here?) she asked smiling to the eldest Datu who was clad in red and his bolo hung at his side with pride. His body was weak and worn with scars of his past battles. But his gray eyes were filled with joy and love for his gave his young warrior a nod and all of the council left the nipa hut.

"Siya ay hindi pa dumarating mula noong isang linggo, munti" ( He has not returned since last week, little one) coughed the Datu.

"Aba'y kailan naman ho ba siya babalik?!" (Well, when is he going to come back?!) pouted MA-I. "Aking intinapos ang kalakalan ngayong araw kay tiyo Tsina sa mga ginto ngunit siya ay hind pa rin narito.." (I have finished my barter with China today but he has not come back yet..)

The old Datu laughed at the expression of MA-I. He had not seen her this upset since Apu had tried to sell all of her gold to China. Suddenly, he heard footsteps and the sound of an old voice.

"Maaga ata siya nakauwi.." (Seems he has come home earlier than expected..) commented the old datu and stood up with one hand.

"Datu Puti?" called a young man outside "Are you home?"

"Apu-Apu!" laughed MA-I. She took the old datu by the hand and lead him outside. A young man with long dark hair pushed at his back with a red sash waited for them. "Apu-Apu!"

The young man's black eyes shot up and he started to laugh. He took the heel of his bolo as a foundation as to not to fall down.

"It's Lapu-Lapu, MA-I.."

I'M SOOOO HAPPY WITH THE LAST PART! (CELEBRATES WITH THE AXIS) Wurst & potatoes are on me tonight!

Germany: DANKE GINE!

Italy: PASTAAAA! VE~

Japan: W-What about me, Jean-san?

Oh yeah.. (-Pushes Maria beside Japan-) Okay, Piri-tan has decided to pay everything for you!

Maria: WAIT-WHAT?!

Japan: R-Really?

Maria: ...-glares at Jean- (screw this chapter...)

What? - acting innocent. YAHOO!

-Spain gets hold of the notebook-

Spain: Aw~ So do I get to kill America?

Maria & me: HECK NO!

Spain: -pouts-

~Reviews are much wanted!~