A/N: I wrote this while I was with my mom and stepdad, driving to Dallas. A great three hours of driving later, we arrived at In-N-Out Burger. I swear my mom is obsessed... wait.. I can honestly say she is. XD

Anyways~ this is more of a FrUk family style fic with the little colonies. Human names used, no reference to personified countries here~
I can sadly say I've gotten lost in a forest before... well... a forest of thistles on a frozen lake. XD My brother, cousin and I are idiots. Hurr. But when those things are bigger than you are, you get kind of lost.

I hope you enjoy this!

If Arthur could somehow magically create a kind of vortex to shield off the noises coming from the backseats of the car, he would. But sadly, he was not a magician so he could only hope the little kids would fall asleep soon.

"I'm not touching you!"

"Stop it, Alfred!"

"I'm not touching you!"

"Dad! Make Alfred stop!"

"I'm not touching Eric, Dad!"

Arthur sighed. At least one of them was quiet. He glanced in the rearview mirror. An Asian boy sat next to the two arguing blonds. Then, out the corner of his eye, a fourth child appeared – almost as if he had been invisible. The last child was blond as well and sleeping.

Eric and Alfred continued to argue about Alfred 'touching' him for another ten minutes until Alfred saw a squirrel outside and began pestering Arthur about having it for a pet.

"You cannot have a pet squirrel. It could have rabies and bite you," Arthur countered.

Alfred gave up and crossed his arms violently. "Fine."

The car hit a particularly large bump in the road and everyone was jostled in their seat.

Matthew, who had been sleeping soundly, was woken up with a start and teared up, not understanding what had happened. Hong, beside him, only glanced at him once before quickly wiping his tears and handing Matthew his stuffed bear.

Eric was now laughing at Alfred since the latter had hit his elbow on the door when the car hit the bump and he was now rubbing it.

"Is everyone okay?" Arthur asked, looking in the rearview again to see the children nod. "We're almost home, we just have to get out of this bloody forest."

Arthur looked out the side window, at the multitude of trees. He had decided to take a scenic route for the kids but had somehow gotten lost in the giant forest. He could have sworn he had already passed that tree and that one and that one over there.

"Are we lost, Dad?" Alfred asked.

"No. This place is just bigger than I thought so we aren't through it yet. Play with your brothers so I can concentrate on driving, please."

Alfred turned to his brothers. "I think Dad's lost, guys," he said in a whisper. Matthew looked at his twin.

"R-Really? Does that mean w-we'll n-never get out?"

Eric glared at Alfred. "No. It just means that Dad'll drive in circles until he gets upset and calls Francis. We're not going to get stuck, Mattie."

"O-Okay."

"But what if Francis gets lost and can't find us!" Alfred said suddenly.

"Shut up, Alfred! You're scarin' Mattie!"

"Hey, I'm scared too, now! Dad's gonna get us lost and then Francis will get lost and no one will know we're in this stupid forest and-"

"Alfred!" Arthur shouted.

The children jumped. "Please, stop saying things like that. You're just scaring everyone else." Arthur pulled out his cell phone and pressed one.

"'Ello," came the melodious voice of Francis Bonnefoy.

Arthur glanced in the mirror once more before whispering into the mouth piece, "I'm lost again."

Francis sighed into the phone. "Where are you?"