Well, hello there~! Since I got bored after publishing the first chapter, I decided to update~ (You all should be worshipping my boredom because some of my best plot bunnies come from it). I realize that I forgot some notes in the first chapter and I apologize for doing so, but here they are~!

Jack is Australia and Askel is Norway. In this chapter we will meet Vera (New Zealand) and Piper (Wy).

The 'familiars' are: Flying Mint Bunny (England), Norway's Troll (Who has yet to be named, any ideas?) and Ocelotl the Jaguar (Jaguar the Jaguar belongs to Mexico).

Ocelotl paced around the opening of the clearing, sharp canines bared in her irritation. She could feel Xochitl's* anxiety even from this distance and longed to sprint over and comfort her, but her nation needed to do this alone - even if it killed Ocelotl to let her do so.

"She'll be fine, Ocelotl, they all will." Minty comforted, resting on Ocelotl's back in an attempt to comfort her. The jaguar pressed her nose to the rabbit's while locking eyes with the misty troll behind them. "Will they be okay?"

He looked towards the middle of the clearing as blue, green and purple smoke began to rise out of the grass and nodded. "They know what they're doing."

"We can only hope." Ocelotl replied, sending an aura of comforting energy to her dear nation. Be strong, dearest.

Esperanza closed her eyes and envisioned Azteca and Aldrick, together as it was common knowledge that there was something romantic between the two before they disappeared off of the face of the earth, in front of her - tangible, alive - as she attempted to call their spirits back. Her words were in a language long forgotten in her lands, a language that only she and her mother still remembered. The nature magic of her ancient people poured from her fingertips.

Arthur took a deep breath before he began reciting the latin incantation that would, according to Esperanza, bring back Romulus and Orsay. There was a soft tugging at the back of his head and Romulus's booming laughter and Orsay's coy smile filled his mind. He fought the urge to push the images back and instead called up more of them. Arthur steeled his resolve and exhaled deeply as the green animation magic joined the deep blue of Esperanza's nature magic.

Askel hesitantly drew the image of the smiling Kevan from the recesses of his mind and began to whisper softly in Norwegian, his words loosing any meaning as he rebuilt his father from the memories, from the land he once roamed alone and from the children he left behind after being taken so abruptly from this world. The creation magic seemed reluctant to form and Askel couldn't help but smile because he just knew it was because Kevan hated to be bothered from even the lightest of

sleeps.

And then, a burst of light.

"…Did it work?"

"Arthur, shut up. We're all still a little blinded from that."

"…I'm not…"

"No one asked you, Askel."

A quiet chuckle.

"She has your personality, Maya."

"Of course she does. Someone had to get it."

More quiet laughter, steadily growing louder as the group meandered closer.

Arthur and Esperanza shared a look and Askel raised a curious eyebrow. Maybe, just maybe, it had worked…

"Ludwig has Aldrick's, obviously. And… Feliciano takes after you, Romulus?"

"And Matthias is most definitely your son. There's not a doubt there."

Esperanza looked torn between fainting and shrieking with joy. (Arthur was secretly a little glad Esperanza had refrained from shrieking because it saved everyone's ears from bleeding.) Askel paled at the sound of Kevan's voice and Arthur really really just wanted to run and hide like a frightened rabbit.

The laughter and voices finally stopped as the two groups stood about five feet away from one another.

Maya - tall, proud, beautiful, dangerous - grinned and held out a hand to Esperanza, who ignored it in favor of sprinting towards her mother and throwing her arms around her mother and squeezing. There was a jumble of different languages before mother and daughter settled on a mix of English and squealing. Aldrick granted the pair a small smile before he was pulled into the embrace.

Romulus - even taller than Maya, arrogant, smiling, happy - smirked at Arthur before opening his arm for a hug. Arthur looked at him like he was absolutely mad (and it could be argued that he was) and took a hesitant step forward. Romulus's smirk dropped into an encouraging smile and Arthur willing walked towards him, not for a hug but to make sure that that giant idiot was actually corporeal. A quick poke to the muscled bicep and Arthur found himself enveloped in an airtight embrace. (Arthur had forgotten how warm Romulus's hugs were.) Orsay - with her maternal air, kind smile, and tenacious attitude - stood a little away from them and while Romulus's smirk had faded, hers had remained. Like most of the world, Orsay took pleasure in causing Arthur discomfort and watching him squirm gave her intense satisfaction.

Kevan - tallest of the four, silly, constantly grinning and happy - just grinned at Askel, who finally dropped his stoic facade and grinned back, running towards him and hugging him tightly. Despite his grumbling, he did miss Kevan and his smiles (even if he had Matthias's instead) and not many things can match the hug of a parent. Kevan resisted the urge to spin Askel around with glee, choosing to instead ruffle his hair and grin like there was absolutely nothing wrong with the world.

Esperanza, Maya and Aldrick broke away first. "We have so much to tell you!"

"I imagined as much, but right now... home?" Maya smiled kindly and Romulus beamed.

"Home?" he repeated and Askel just laughed.

"Home."

Alfred was pacing. Again. Vera was sure that if he paced in that one spot for much longer that there would be a track of his progress and Esperanza would have a very fun time yelling at him.

Again.

It was a never ending cycle with the New World, actually. But she didn't mind. It was a very interesting show. Looking up at Alfred (Arthur's golden boy, always had been and always will be, the entire commonwealth knew it even if Arthur and Alfred didn't.) Vera quirked a brow. The pacing had momentarily stopped and Alfred had taken up post by the window.

"They should be home by now…" he murmured, squinting so he could see better in the black night. He wasn't known for being patient and that was his sister, dammit. If something happened to her and he wasn't there to be her hero it would be on his conscience forever. And that was a very long time, thankyouverymuch.

Vera rolled her eyes. "Magic is a-."

"Very precise and temperamental process. Yeah, I know. I've heard it before. But seriously, V. It's been five hours."

"I'm worried too, Alfred. But you can't rush things like this. One of them could very well die in this process and it will be your fault for rushing them."

"…Why do you hate me, Vera?"

"You happen to be very hate-able." A new, quieter voice answered and Matthew padded into the room, carrying a very sleepy Piper in his arms. When Vera turned to face him he smiled sheepishly. "Jack tried to put her down but she insisted that you do it so I brought her to you."

Vera smiled sweetly at him. "Thanks for that. C'mere, Pipes." She took the little girl in her arms and bumped Matthew in the shoulder. "Deal with your idiot brother for me?"

"I do it for the good of the rest of the world, Vera. Good night, Piper~" He smiled at her before flopping down on the couch and watching Alfred as he began to pace again. "You're going to get dizzy, you know."

Alfred waiting until Vera and Piper left to respond. "You want to date her, you know."

"That is completely irrelevant but since we're talking about wanting to date people, you've wanted to get into Es's pants for the past two decades and have failed. Miserably." Alfred deflated.

"Shut up, I'm getting there."

"Well, Arthur's a hell of a lot closer than you are. So is Francis, and Gilbert, and Ivan, and Jack and-"

"Fuck your shit, Matthew." Alfred's head snapped to the window when a familiar growl broke the typical silence of midnight. "They're back!"

"And the ancients?" Matthew ran to the window as Lovino, Ludwig, and Vera made their way down the stairs, all startled by Alfred's excited yell.

"…Holy shit it worked. The ancients are with them."

Lovino stared out of the window in disbelief. "Dio mio, it is too late for this shit." Ludwig nodded grudgingly in agreement. Vera clapped her hands over her mouth. "But it actually worked! Look!"

Hi guys!

I'm really really sorry for the megauberlate update but to make up for it, have a huge post! Yayyyy!

So I couldn't post all summer because I was busy and a bunch of other things got in the way but since it's the school year and I have to ton of frees - you get more updates! -cue happydancing-

So, I will try to update this and A Little Thing Called L O V E every other week. Try to expect this on Fridays, though. Because I have five frees on fridays - three in the morning and two in the afternoon.

I want to thank everyone who read the first chapter and liked it enough to review (and even those who read it and didn't review). You guys give me the inspiration to write more and it's just lovely.

besos,

feliz