She wants to marry her brother!

Author's Note: Thank you for the reviews guys~! I appreciate it~! I'm also glad that you guys are enjoying the story so far. I apologize for not posting earlier since school is quite demanding. Please don't hesitate to ask a question or leave a review since I want to satisfy you guys. Again Hetalia is NOT mine...on Liza. ENJOY~!

The walk to the ladies comfort room was a short one and once the two nations arrived, Philippines thanked her new friend profusely for both helping and accommodating her.

"Thank you for coming with me, Ivan." Liza thanked her companion again then offered him a giggle and a childish smile. "If it wasn't for you I would still be lost!"

The Russian chuckled amusedly and patted the smaller nation's head affectionately. "You're welcome, Liza." He smiled at the younger nation fondly.

'Liza is such a cute and nice girl… I wish she was my younger sister instead of Natalia ~da' the larger country thought internally.

"I wish Natalia would act a bit like you ~da..." The taller nation voiced out and glanced down at the shorter nation. "Do you want me to wait for you, da~?"

The smaller nation shook her head. "It's fine, Ivan. I don't want to keep you from waiting and I certainly don't want you to be late for the meeting. Thank you for the offer though."

The Russian nodded and touched his scarf. "Alright, Just watch out for my younger sister, Natalia, She is quite violent and scary~da... " The younger nation nodded. Ivan was about to take his leave when Liza called out to him.

"Sorry, Ivan but can you tell me how to get to the conference room?" Philippines asked timidly. She didn't want to get lost in the hallways again or be late for the meeting because that would be a bad impression on the other nations.

"Just take a left from this hallway, then a right turn, then another right and walk straight ahead. It's quite easy, da~" Ivan glanced at the embodiment of Philippines who was ticking off the number of directions with her fingers.

"So?...A Left, two right turns and then go straight?" Liza asked for confirmation and she was rewarded with a nod from the Russian. "Alright. Thank you again, Ivan." Liza waved at the larger nation who was leaving.

The petite nation entered the washroom and went directly to inspecting her reflection. She looked at the mirror and she sighed when she saw bits of pickles and onions stuck to her hair which was also sticking out. Maria Flordeliza went directly to cleaning herself up and released her hair from its bun. She took out the contents of Alfred's burger and ran a tanned hand through her long wavy tresses.

'So far the nations I've met have been quite nice to me.' The petite nation smiled blissfully and closed her eyes for a second or two. 'This is great! If this keeps up I'll be able to strengthen our ties and-'

Liza was never able to finish the train of thought when she glanced at the mirror and met the image of someone behind her who was carrying a large knife. It was a girl who looked a bit older than her, She had a large white ribbon adorning the top of her head which was a platinum blond and the said girl wore a long navy blue dress and an apron. The small nation could only see the cruel smile the girl was wearing since her eyes was partially covered with her long hair. Philippines' eyes widened in fear and stepped away from the girl and she felt her throat constrict which hindered her from screaming out loud.

The Philippines is a country that strongly believes in the supernatural and there are many places in the country that are haunted so Liza is easily frightened by these things. The girl was emitting a dark aura and that was enough to convince the petite nation that she was a ghost.

'MULTO! THERE'S A GHOST HAUNTING THE WASHROOM!' Liza immediately started praying for the, in Liza's opinion: FRIGHTENING, poor soul. Liza was shaking with fear and glanced at the girl….She was STILL there!

"Li~za~" the blond sang and took a step towards the cowering nation.

"STOP! STOP! Don't come near me!" The smaller nation had found her voice and was now screaming in fear.

'DIYOS KO! DIYOS KO! I'm going to die! I'M GOING TO DIE! I'M GOING TO D-!'

"Brother is mine." The girl took out her knife and stalked towards Liza. "I shall be the one to marry Brother! I'm the only one who shall become on with Russia!"

"I'M GONNA D-! Wait! WHAT! " Liza was about to start bawling when she heard the girl say something along the lines of brother and Russia. "You're not a ghost? Who are you?"

The girl halted and pointed her knife towards Liza. "I am Natalia Arlovskaya, the embodiment of the Belarus." Philippines's eyes widened in realization and remembered Ivan's advice.

'This is Ivan's younger sister? The creepy aura must run in the family…' Liza took a step back and Natalia advanced towards her slowly. Liza's mind was in totally chaos and she did not want to deal with Ivan's crazy and vicious sister at all.

"WAIT! WAIT! I don't even want to marry your brother!" The small nation glanced at the girl's sharp weapon and swallowed loudly. "He's just a FRIEND! A FRIEND!"

"You are still a threat to me and my brother!" The blond was only a few steps away from Liza. "I should kill you."

"Err..You mean 'My brother and I'…" Philippines corrected and the nation screamed when Belarus' knife was only a few inches in front of her nose. "NO! NO! You got it all wrong!" Liza tried to reason out. "I'm not on romantic terms with your brother!"

"LIER!" Natalia launched towards the petite nation and Liza shrieked. The knife barely missed the nation's head and Philippines scrambled away from the other girl. Liza ran to the door and twisted the knob around.

'IT'S LOCKED!' The smaller nation turned around faced the crazy blond girl. 'I don't stand a chance against this girl. Maybe I can reason myself out…Wait! Doesn't she want to marry Ivan?...' Philippines stood straight, looked unwaveringly into Natalia's eyes. The blond was close to hearing range so Liza spoke out.

'I'm sorry, Ivan…I just don't want to die yet…'

"If you continue to act in such an unladylike manner, you will never capture your brother's attention. Thus, you lower your chances of marrying him." Philippines pointed out and had the satisfaction of Natalia halting in her advances. The Belarusian scowled at the smaller nation in front of her.

"My brother will still marry me even if I do not act like a lady!" The blond growled.

"But…Don't you want to please your brother by at least acting like a lady?" Philippines crossed her small arms across her chest. "I conversed with your brother and he had mentioned that he likes women who have manners that to a lady's." By this time Natalia seemed more interested in what Liza was saying and had forgotten her murderous intent.

"A lady?" Natalia asked. "Brother likes lady-like women?" Philippines nodded her head.

"I would give you some advice but you seem on intent on killing me… ~" The petite nation shrugged. "Even if you kill me I'm pretty sure your brother will not marry you."

The Belarusian glared hard at the floor for a minute and murmured something and Liza heard her name.

"What did you say, Natalia? I can't hear you."

"I said can you teach me to be lady-like?" Natalia asked still looking at the floor. "I want brother to be attracted to only me and I want him to be happy when I marry him…"

'Salamat sa Diyos…She forgot about killing me…' Philippines thought

Liza grinned at the blond. "Umm…, Alright…" She pointed at the knife that the older girl was holding. "You should lose the knife since ladies do not carry knives around… You should be nice to others and stop being aggressive." Philippines observed the older girl and noticed that she was scowling. "Oh yeah…You should smile. You look very pretty and I'm sure your brother would like you more if you smiled."

"Smile?" The blond murmured to herself then looked at the smaller nation. "Will brother marry me if I'm nicer and smile more often?"

Philippines nodded and boldly walked up to Natalia and patted her shoulder. "Yes. I'm pretty sure your brother will—err-like you more." Philippines couldn't say marry because that would be betraying Ivan and it just felt weird saying that his sister was going to marry him.

Natalia nodded and hid her knife within her dress. She cracked a smile at the smaller nation whom she was threatening a few moments ago and this surprised Liza since Natalia looked like an angel and not like a murder.

"May I have your name?" The Belarusian asked. "I want to thank you properly and also apologise for my behaviour." The blond extended her hand for a handshake.

"My name is Maria Flordeliza Magallanes Della Castilio. You can call me Liza for short." Liza clasped the out stretched hand and shook it. "I represent the Philippines."

"Thank you again for giving me advice." Natalia spoke. "I can now make big brother fall for me…" Again, that scary face was back and Philippines shook her head.

"Well…I'm happy that you're happy." Liza offered a smile to Natalia. "Uhmm..Can you tell me what time it is?"

"I think the meeting should be starting soon." The Belarusian replied. Philippines glanced at her reflection in the mirror and saw that her hair was in total disarray plus her baro 't saya was wrinkled due to her moving around too much.

'Mahuhuli naman ako …and it's my first day too…' the petite nation sighed helplessly. 'Who knew that attending the Conference could be so stressful and tiring…' She sighed again.

"Is there a problem?" the blond asked the smaller girl who in turn shook her head.

"No. No. Everything's fine~" Liza hid her disappointed frown with a smile. "You should go on without me."

"I could wait for you…I am in debt to you anyway." Natalia leaned back against the comfort room's tiled walls and she made a shooing motion. "Take your time."

"Are you sure?" By this time Liza had already twisted her hair back into its messy bun was fixing her clothes. "You might be late because-"

"It's fine." The Belarusian interrupted .The smaller nation was still adorning the three small flowers in her hair and once done the Filipina took a step back and observed her appearance.

"I'm done. Salamat, Natalia~" Liza thanked Natalia in her language and grinned. "I appreciate it."

The blond blushed a bit due to the amount of gratitude the smaller nation was showering her. "I-It's no problem. Let's go." With that the two female nations left the comfort room and made their way to the Conference room.

MULTO! ~ GHOST!

DIYOS KO! ~ OH MY GOD!

Salamat sa Diyos ~ Thank God

Mahuhuli naman ako ~ I'm going to be late again.

Salamat ~ Thank You

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