Author's Note: Time skip! A couple years later.
Moon stands at the window, watching the snow fall, a white blanket covering the Earth. Clouds cover the sky, blocking out the light of the stars. The house is brightly lit behind her, but her room is dark.
Moon waits.
"Moon? Moon, what are you doing?"
Moon jumps, startled, and quickly turns around. "Oh! I was just... watching the snow fall."
Russia sighs. Ever since last year, Moon has been acting strangely. The nations who had taken care of her in the past could all tell that something was on her mind, but whenever she was asked, she always made up an excuse. They are all worried, him, his sisters, the Baltics, America, Canada, Liechtenstein , even Sealand. But Russia decides to let it go.
"Well, dinner is in a few minutes, so come soon, da? I made your favorite for your visit."
"Thank you, Big Brother Russia. I'll be there in a minute!" She smiles at Russia, who leaves the room.
Moon returns her gaze to the sky outside. The clouds have started to break up, and the light of the moon is peeking through. The freshly fallen snow reflects the pure white moonlight onto Moon's face, almost as if it was reaching for here. She smiles sadly, reaching toward the sky. A tear makes its way down her cheek.
"I... I want to go home..."
Author's Note: And here comes the angst! Everything up until now was really just preparation...