Meanwhile, in Hetalia:

"VENECIANO!" the annoyed tone from Romano's voice called. "Son of a bitch, where is he? VENECIANO!" Poor Romano was marching all around the city in Italy searching for his brother.

"Come on! Where are you?! You promised the special pasta for dinner today!" Romano complained. "I made some for the host as well!" Romano looked at his plate of pasta and gasped.

The pasta was covered with horrible tomato sauce followed by flies just ready to poo on the mouldy pasta. Seeing the horrible sight, Romano give a scream of disgust and threw the plate in the air.

"NO! MY SPECIAL PASTA!" Romano wailed. "This is Veneciano's fault! I want pasta!" As for that, he ran around screaming, crying and complaining at the same time:

"Waaaaahhh! I want my pasta! I cannot eat that stuff! It's expired! Pasta~! I want pas—WHOO!" Suddenly, Romano tripped over a loose tile and fell over. In an annoyed quiet tone, he slowly got up and hissed: "I'm not hurt...just extremely pissed..."

Meanwhile, Austria was busy practising his music beautifully on the piano. Hungary was peering over watching him anxiously as she had to tell Austria something. (No, she's not pregnant -_-')

"U-Um...Austria?" Hungary asked. Austria stopped playing and looked at Hungary with a friendly smile.

"Yes?"

"Haven't you noticed something odd?" Hungary asked. "As if something's missing?"

"Can't say that I have," Austria said turning back to his piano. "Why?"

"Well..." Hungary continued as Austria resumed his playing. "It's about Germany. We haven't seen him for a while. In fact, he's never turned up at our meeting for the past few days!"

SLAM!

With loud minor chord slam, Austria gasped.

"Schiezer almighty, you're right!" Austria complained. "What if he's gone missing?! Allow me to show you my utter disgust, anger and worry through the piano!"

"Very well," Hungary smiled. As for that, Austria began to play the Hungarian rhapsody #2 for the next 10 minutes, with grace, anger and worry.

When he'd finished, Austria turned to Hungary and said: "I presume you get the idea?"

"Yes, of course," Hungary said.

"Right, I'm off," said Austria, getting his coat.

"What? Where're you going?" Hungary asked.

"To find Germany," said Austria. "Or even his friends...if they're missing too. See you later." And after giving Hungary a kiss on the check, he went out to find Germany.

Also, in Spain...

"What do you mean you can't find him?" Spain asked Romano.

"He's been gone for days!" Romano complained. "My delicious meal was even ruined because of him!"

"Well, I'm sure they couldn't have gone far," Spain said calmly. "Let's find him!"

This word was spread quickly across the world, and by that I mean to every single country, and everyone was looking for the missing countries.

"Where's Japan and China?"

"I haven't seen them for a while?"

"Where are the Europeans?"

"We can't celebrate Christmas without them!"

"In the middle of November?"

"We're close enough, right?"

Belarus was also helping for the obvious reason:

"Big brother! Where are you? You promised that we would be married and become one!" she called. "Come on you stupid jerk, where are you?!"

"B-Belarus?" Ukraine asked from a corner. "What's the matter? And where's Russia?"

"THAT'S THE PROBLEM!" Belarus snapped. "He's gone away! And so have some other countries! We must find him! What if he's cheating on me as we speak?!" (I think she thinks she and Russia are dating) "Big brother! Where are you?! They're gone! THEY'RE GONE!" Ukraine stared with worry.

"My little brother? And the countries? Gone?!" she asked. "Oh, that's terrible! But how? Why? I need to find him!" As for that, she ran off and wailed at the same time: "Don't worry little brother, I'll find you! I'll rescue you all! Oh, darn it, my buttons have come undone again!" Okay seriously, I feel sorry for those in Ukraine, unless they're a man or a lesbian, because her figure disturbs me...*Shivers*

But even so, there's no need to worry, they'll be back; England, France, Japan, Russia and the rest!

"WHO ARE YOU AND WHY ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT MY BIG BROTHER?!"

Gah! S-Sorry! I'll leave! Please don't kill me!

"Good! Because you'd better stay away from Russia! And you! And you! Especially you~..."

"Suck my balls you little cow," Romano complained. "Your brother's a dick!"

"HOW DARE YOU!" Belarus cried strangling Romano. "How dare you say that about my brother! I shall murder your entire family!"

"Like I care..." Romano struggled.

One country, however, was looking but didn't really seem to care that America was gone.

"It's a relief," Canada sighed. "At least every country has stopped saying nasty things at me and mistaking me for America. I'm kinda glad he's gone so I have my own freedom."

"Hey! There he is!" a country called out with a mob of American haters behind him. Seeing this, Canada hesitated.

"Oh me and my big adorable mouth," he whimpered, and with a high shriek, he ran for his life.