AN: So, like, a lot of people have been asking me just when this fic takes place, so I've decided to explain this to you once and for all. Your answer?

I have no fucking idea. OTL

Now, some of you are probably wondering how the hell a writer doesn't know when their story takes place, but I can explain! When I was writing the prologue-ish thing for this, I had legitimately had nothing planned out, and I didn't even intend on continuing it, much less posting it on here. It was just one of those small little idea that wouldn't stop poking at my brain and I wanted to get out, you know? For this, all I know was that it was going to be back when Poland was rising, and that he was going to be dead set on becoming a strong, respectable nation. Oh, and that he would've been born with tits. :I ...Aaaanyways. I just knew that it was going to be around that timeframe, and that was that. And like I said before, I didn't plan on actually doing anything with this, so I never bother coming up with much of a plot. OTL So let's just set this in an alternate universe, and the characters are all in their mid-teens. Whoo~! 8D /shot

Also. I'm super duper sorry that it's taken me so fricken long to get this updated. OTL I've had the hugest case of writer's block lately, and my brain just doesn't want to cooperate with me. I swear, you have no idea how many times I just scrapped the entire chapter and restarted because it was all just turning out like shit. OTL

Also. Sorry for the cursing and jumbled-ness in this chapter. I'm kind of writing Feliks's thought pattern here, so it's all zooming in like BAM! And he's just got a potty mouth, particularly when stressed. :I

And that's all, my dears! You don't have to listen to my stupid excuses anymore. Cx On with the fic~!

"FUCK!" Feliks shrieked, whipping his stuffed pony at the wall, "FUCK, FUCK, FUCK! FUCKING HELL!"

He couldn't take it anymore! He had spent two fucking weeks trying to find a way to help Lizzie, and where had that gotten him? Absolutely fucking nowhere! Two weeks wasted! He had done everything he could think of, reading and researching, even going so far as to ask other nations for advice! That was big! Feliks didn't 'do' strangers, and he definitely didn't ask them from help! The only help he would ever accept was Elizabeta's, and she wasn't going to be of much use in this case! And no matter what he did, Feliks was still left with nothing! If anything, he had taken a step back! The more time that passed, the less hopeful he became... the more he began to wonder if maybe Lizzie was right... maybe this was a lost cause...

"NO!" he shouted, as if he thought that it might scare away the possibility of failure, "I'M NOT GIVING UP ON LIZZIE!"

He hadn't spent the past two weeks working harder than he ever had in his entire life just to give up! He hadn't deprived himself of sleep and skipped meals, searching endlessly for a solution, so that he could quit before the job was done! He wasn't about to let his best friend die was too much work for him, too bothersome! Elizabeta had always been there for him, and damn it, he was going to return the favor or go down with her!

"Think, Feliks..." he mumbled, pulling his knees to his chest, "There's gotta be something you can do... you just haven't thought of it, yet!"

He had asked everyone he could get to if they had ever been through something like this, or even if they had just hurt heard if it, but it had been useless; not even China knew. How could China not know? He was old, he had lived through a lot! If anyone knew what to do, it would be him. Feliks sure as hell didn't.

...Or did he?

Come to think of it, he had never really stopped to consider that maybe he might know what to do... he had just figured that he was clueless, and that was that. He had never saved another nation before, so how was he supposed to know what to do? Pretending the he did just seemed like a huge waste of his time.

That was his mistake.

"Holy fuck, I'm stupid!" the Pole grinned, letting out laugh that was full to the brim of glee and relief, "I'm such a fucking idiot!"

He had stopped a nation from falling before! Lithuania! Granted, the man hadn't ever been as weak as Lizzie was, but Feliks had saved him! If it wasn't for him, Lithuania would be dead and gone! ..Not that Toris hadn't saved his ass before... but that was why they had been a team! When they had been weak, their bosses had made an agreement; they had formed a commonwealth. And all he and Toris had to do was get married! So what if he and Lizzie did that, too? All they had to do was convince their bosses to let them form an alliance, and poof, Polish-Hungarian Commonwealth! Lizzie would be saved! She would be okay! Oh, why hadn't he thought of it before? It was so simple, and there weren't even any repercussions! Hungary would be stable and safe, and that would be that! And they would be able to spend more time together! Sure, he would have to fight his boss for it, but that was nothing, they argued all the time, anyways! The only thing even a teeny tiny bit negative about forming a commonwealth was that, well... they would be a commonwealth. No big deal. Feliks knew fully well the downfalls that could come with forfeiting his nationhood, but honestly, he didn't care! The consequences of downgrading were only minor bumps in the road, they wouldn't hold him back! If he and Elizabeta had made it this far once, they could sure as hell do it again! A bit of power and respect wasn't a high price to pay, and they would probably wind up earning it all back, anyways! They might even take over the world, someday... then they'd be respected! Everyone else would have to respect them! Besides, the commonwealth was only until they could they could get Hungary back onto her feet, and then everything would go back to how it was before. ...Except they'd totally wind up earning more power. And one day, they would even take down Prussia! That would show him who was boss! Oh, Feliks couldn't wait~!

...Hang on a second...

"DAMN IT ALL TO HELL! I BECAME A GUY FOR NOTHING?"