Ending this in one chapter because I am getting tired of dragging. So yeah…. This is going to be super messy, crazy, scary and absolutely nonsensical. (Not to mention super rushed) So here we go.

"Na France, are ya sure that this is going to hold her in?" Spain asked as she knocked at the metal door of the ice storage room. "Is it even safe? It's cold in there right?"

"I've turned the temperate in there up, so it should be alright." France felt a drop of sweat down her forehead. "I'd rather that we worry about ourselves. I have a feeling that she's going to kill us once she gets out of there."

"It is sort of our fault for telling her that Russia's in there." Spain shrugged as banging sound came from the other side of the door, causing the two to jump.

"Let me out of here right now! You scumbags! Where's my brother?! Where?!" Belarus shouted as the banging got louder and louder.

"Calm down señorita, we'll let you out after the party's done." Spain replied as she inched away from the door.

"BROTHER!" Belarus had switched to scratching at the door as the other two moved back, somewhat terrified.

"A-anyway, let's go back to England and see if we can help the others. As scary as Russia's sister can be, I think that door can hold her in for a while." Spain suggested as France nodded.

Boy were they naïve.

"Hey Mattie, where do you think he might be hiding?" America asked, looking into a rubbish bin.

"… Certainly not there." Canada felt a sweat down her forehead. "Russia's a 'she' now, remember?"

"Too much details! Russia will turn back to being a guy soon anyway." She shrugged and put the bin's lid back on. "Instead of minding every useless detail out there, why don't you suggest where we can find her?"

Canada simply shook her head at America's ignorance and looked around. They were at the first floor where customers were normally served. But since the whole café's been booked, the place's pretty empty. No Russia here.

"How about the Ice storage?" America asked, followed by a soft "poof".

"That's a little too cold for anyone to hide in, brother." Canada rolled her eyes. "Let's go to the changing room and get your own clothes back first." That's another person down.

"Yes! The hero's back in the game!" America pumped his fist, elated that he's finally changed back.

"… Oh dear, England's not going to be happy with the situation." Canada sighed, all she could do now was hope that she won't change back as soon as her brother did.

"Matt, about the ice storage, I think we should still give it a go. Doesn't Russia live in a very cold place?" America asked as he put on his jacket in the changing room.

"He didn't quite say that he like living there… But all right, we'll go take a look. Just hurry up and come out of there." She decided to give in after all. Just a look won't hurt, right?

"I need 2 of set 4 and 5 of set 1, chop chop, bastards!" Romano shouted as she dashed into the kitchen, waving her serving plate.

"Ve~ 3 chocolate cakes and 1 cup of soda float please." Italy came in next, looking both flustered and happy. This was a lot more fun than waiting at the door.

"Aiyaa! This is too much aru! With France and Spain gone, we can't possible finish all that in time!" China complained as she worked the pans and pots, finishing two of the orders as she spoke.

"Looks like there's no choice." England stood up from his seat. "I guess I'll help with the-"

"Please England san, it's all right. We can handle it. You need a break." Japan immediately said as she put a hand on England's left shoulder.

"Just sit down here and eat your cake will you." Hong Kong placed his hand on England's other shoulder and with a nod, the both of them pushed England down in his seat.

"Huh… If you say so. I guess I'll try and figure out where Russia may be hiding. The event is supposed to end in 1 hour, so I guess it won't be that bad." England took a look at the watch on his wrist and said.

"So we just have to hold on for another hour?" Iceland asked as he gave Italy the cakes served on small and delicate looking ceramic dishes.

"Simply put, yes. Our main goal is to make sure that this girl is happy. " England said as he fumbled in his pocket, taking out a piece of folded paper. "It seems that the party's held for her. So as long as she's happy with this, we are safe." He explained as the paper was being passed around between the countries, it was a letter from the customer.

"Oh my shit, it's her." Romano exclaimed, not willing to believe what she had just seen.

"Ve~~ April… Oh, isn't that the really nice and sweet girl who was following you a while ago sorella?" Italy asked.

"Don't remind me. She creep me out." Romano huffed.

"… You mean the girl who Russia was talking to?" England raised a brow.

"Yeah. That little brat."

"Damn, do you think Russia may have scared her?"

"Scared her? I'd not be surprised if Russia's scared of her." Romano rolled her eyes.

"Whichever way it is, it doesn't quite matter. It seems that the girl we are taking about is currently missing from the event room." Norway came in, being calm as usual as she broke the news to the others.

"…." England paused for a few seconds, trying to make sense of things.

"She what!?"

"This is the ice storage." America said as he knocked on the metal door, creating a solid sound.

"Seems like it." Canada nodded, "but why is it locked?"

"Mattie! I told you, too much detail!" America shook his head. "If it's lock, we'll just have to use some force."

"Or, you can use the key here." A bell like voice sounded from behind them, causing the two to freeze on the spot.

Turning around, the two saw a girl with her left hand out stretched, smiling at them. In her hand, was a metal key.

"Ah, you are- That's the ice storage key. Where did you find it?"

"Brother, is that really the most important thing now?" Canada felt a sweat down her forehead. "What happened to not minding details?"

"What? I need to know!"

"It was on the ground, I saw it just now." The girl giggled.

"That's really nice. Umm… May we know why you are here? How about your name?" Canada asked, quite sure that the girl was one of their guests.

"April. I got bored and decided to walk around. Then I saw the two of you and decided to follow you guys." She grinned. "So, what are we looking for?"

"More like 'who' we are looking for." America corrected.

"That aside, shouldn't you go back and join the others, April?"

"But it's really boring, let me help alright? I'm really good at finding things."

"It may be a little-"

"Sure, we are always open to enthusiastic helpers." America nodded and gave April a high 5.

"Brother! Don't just decide on things like that. " Canada said, a little mad while the two giggled.

"Oh, did anyone of you see this waitress with the short blond hair and star clip? She was suddenly missing after the magic performance. I wanted to chat with her." April asked as Canada and America both took a step back.

Oh boy, this was bad.

"Well… Erm.. She err…" America stuttered, trying to think of a good reason.

"Now that I look at it, you are a lot like her!" April beamed and took hold of America's hand. "The both of you have the same bright smile!"

"Really? Thanks!" America grinned upon the praises, totally forgetting about the explanation.

"Hmm… I guess she's busy somewhere else… Can I hang out with you two for the time being?"

"I think it would it best if you could return to-"

"Of course! The hero's always welcoming company." America cut into Canada's words again.

"… Brother… Sometimes I wish you would know how it feels to be interrupted every single time." Canada muttered to herself, knowing that if she were to say it out loud, she would get cut off anyway.

"Now then, let's see if we can find our target here." America turned to unlock the iron door as April and Canada stood beside him, watching in anticipation.

Canada's gut feeling was telling her that opening the ice storage room was not a good idea…

"…So the two of you deposited her in the ice storage." England stated, staring at the two in disbelieve. The dumber and the dumber, he would say.

"Pretty smart eh? Even if it's Belarus, she couldn't possibly punch a hole in the metal door." Spain grinned victoriously as England facepalmed.

"Oui, we increased the temperature too. So she should be fine in there."

"You two do understand that we need access to the ice storage for ingredients. Right?"

"…"

"…"

"… And we all understand that the low temperature is to keep the food—especially meat frozen so they don't spoil. Right?"

"…Ayy… It sort of slipped off our minds…" Spain laughed nervously as she scratched the back of her head.

"It can't be that bad. We should have enough ingredients right here to last for one more hour." France pointed out and as soon as she was done, a poof was heard.

Spain's out of the game as well.

"Hey losers I need one more-" Romano froze upon the image or the male Spain wearing a cute and frilly maid costume, waving at him with a welcoming smile.

"Hola Roma-Ommf-"

The serving tray in Romano's hand just made a close contact with Spain's face.

"FUCKING CHANGE INTO SOMETHING PRESENTABLE!" With that, she stormed off. Within minutes, Italy came in with the order that Romano was supposed to handle.

"Umm… It's so cold today…" Spain was close to weeping.

"Don't worry my friend. I know that feeling." France patted on Spain's back sympathetically as she shot glances at England, who glared back.

"Watch it wanker. The minute you turn back to your real gender, a cup will be in your face." England warned.

"… Come Spain, let's feel cold together."

After the emo-ing and mushroom growing was done, the two were back in front of England (Spain changed back into his clothes), discussing on what to do next.

"Hmm… Since Spain's back to being useless again, you can stay in the kitchen. China, why don't you join France and go look for April?" England ordered, ignoring the unwilling looks and disapproving looks that were being constantly thrown at him.

"I can't do that aru. If you didn't notice, I am more than busy here." China complained as she flipped the meat patty in her pan skilfully.

"Who's this April anyway?" Spain asked, obviously lost.

"She's the main guest, who's currently missing." Hong Kong remarked as he passed by with a stack of empty plates.

"Mon dieu! Missing?!"

"It is most unfortunate. I fear that if we do not find her soon, things would not look good." Japan added.

"Japan's right. Since you two already have Belarus trapped… In a way that I definitely do not approve, our only worries would be Russia and April."

"By the way aru, do you think America and Canada can find her? I do not doubt them or anything, but it's America we are talking about. Canada… Who's Canada again?"

The place fell silent as they thought of China's question.

"… It doesn't matter. We have to believe that they can do it." England sighed.

The group then went on to talking about how it was hard for them to handle all the work when there were so many people gone. After some quarrelling and cursing, the finally arrangement was out. England stayed in the kitchen, which also became the control station should anything go wrong. Italy and Romano were being half forced (Italy was willing) to look for April. France, Norway and Japan had to serve and take the costumers' orders (France was thrilled). Spain, Iceland, Hong Kong and China stayed back to help in the kitchen.

Forty minutes left.

"Brother! I told you this was a bad idea!" Canada screamed angrily as she ducked to the right to avoid another dagger that flew at her.

"Dude! How am I supposed to know that she's here?!" America shouted back and jumped back just in time to avoid a dagger, which was stuck deep on the ground, where he was standing.

Man… The girl's got accuracy and power.

"Shut up and stand still so I can kill you!" Belarus ordered as she sent three more daggers on their way. She had noticed the girl who came in with them, but decided not to bother with her. She looked innocent enough, standing by the side with a big smile as she watched in wonder.

Speaking of which, she should be thanking the two idiots. If it wasn't for them, she would still be stuck in here. Now all she had to do was to get them out of her way. Tch. What a waste of her time and weapons. Can't they just slip and fall and knock themselves out?

"See this is why." America bent down a little before he jumped upwards, missing a dagger that was being aimed at his knee. "I'll never get a girlfriend."

"Yeah sure. Say it however you like it brother." Canada shrugged as she joined America, standing side by side. "We all know the real reason why." She gave America a questionable look; the latter couldn't help but become flushed.

"Mattie!" America pouted as Canada laughed contently.

She couldn't help it. It was just so funny to use that against her brother. Who would've thought that America would have a crush on England, especially when they were quarrelling and making fun of each other every time they met?

Belarus took the chance and dashed for the exit, slightly grinning.

Foolish idiots.

"Oh crap! Mattie!" America let out a cry as the two snapped back into action, both dashing for the exit. As long as they could reach the exit before Belarus, they could block her. Well… Unless.

"Come on! Just a bit more!" April cheered happily as she stood in front of all three countries. In her hand, was an opened bag of ice cubes.

"April! Get out of the way! It's dangerous!" Canada shouted, worried. Crap, she almost forgot about the girl.

"I won't worry about myself!" April grinned and winked at Belarus. That action surprised and puzzled all three of them, but Belarus sort of got the idea. With a deep breath, she dashed with her she could and increased the distance between her and the brothers.

As she passed by April, she exchanged a nod with the girl, who smiled and hauled the bag's content onto the ground, where America and Canada were running into…

Having a bit of a slow reaction, America stepped on an ice cube and frantically waved his arms in the air, striving to keep his balance. He was about to succeed too, until Canada knocked into him after stepping on an ice cube too. The result was a crash as the two fell on their backs.

"Don't worry, I'm sure you can somehow escape from here on your own." Waving the key in her hand, April stepped back out of the room as Belarus slammed the iron door shut. What followed was a click, and the room's lights went out as well.

"... I thought she was on our side!"

"That's why I wanted her to go back to the others!" Canada felt her eye twitch.

"Next time, please try to listen to me!" She huffed.

Romano and Italy were walking around on the second floor. One doing a half-assed job as she dug at the carpet with every step she took. Shit, as if wearing a fucking dress and serving normal people wasn't enough. Now she had to go look for the one person that she would love to get away from.

The other was humming a lively tune as she hopped from one spot to another, looking high and low for their target. Sure she enjoyed interacting and talking to the nice people in the room, but this was like a treasure hunt- no, more like hide and seek. Boy she loved that game. Used to play it with Germany most of the time. Though Germany called it running away and hiding from training…

"Dammit, Feliciano, will you stop hopping around like an idiot? It's fucking annoying and tiring to just look at you do that!" The older of the two scowled.

"Ve~ but isn't it fun? I've always wanted to play hide and seek with you." Italy smiled as she clung on to Romano's right arm playfully.

"Arrg- don't just stick to me like that." Romano complained, but didn't make an effort to get her arm out of Italy's grasp. "How ridiculous can you seriously be? This is not a damn game. Even if it is, the thought of seeing that little brat again makes it freaking dreadful."

"But sorella, she's really nice."

"Don't call me that! Nice? More like creepy."

"Ve… Doesn't she remind you of Belgium?" Italy asked, comparing the two in her mind. Romano did the same.

"Hmm… They are both crazily cheerful." Romano pointed out, not that it was a bad thing too.

"They are both very nice~" Italy smiled sweetly at the memory of Belgium treating her to waffles.

"For the last fucking time, she's not nice! That little brat's more like a nuisance than anything else!"

"Eh… But she didn't really cause any trouble…" Unlike someone she knew who's always making Spain busy.

"Well she annoys the hell out of me. Troublesome enough." Romano shrugged.

"If that's the case, then everyone's troublesome to you, sorella." Italy giggled.

"Everyone's a nuisance, everyone's a bastard. There." She huffed, ending the conversation with Italy smiling helplessly and shaking her head. For some reason, Italy was sure that she'll never get how Romano's mind worked.

The two of them were still discussing about Belgium and April when they heard footsteps coming their way, getting louder each second.

Out of instinct, the two of them immediately moved to the side of the walkway, almost sticking to the wall. Good thing they did that too. Right after they've gotten out of the way, two familiar figures dashed right by them. That got both Italy brother- sisters on high alert.

They just saw April and Belarus together.

"… Sorella, about her being a nuisance…"

"Fuck. We need to tell eyebrows. Now."

Ok I lied. Probably another chapter? I really wanna end this! QAQ
I am not even going to ask for reviews cos this is such a horrible chapter. (Ok, maybe except for the Spain, France and England part.)
But. I have to end what i started, right?