Jill's POV

My eye twitched slightly as I threw the blanket over my head. A small ray of sunlight crept through the smallest bit of glass that the window curtain did not cover. I breathed slowly and tried to ignore the irritation. It's...so...fricking...annoying...I...want...to... kill something.

I scowled as I closed the thin curtain and attempted to fall back asleep. I threw a pillow at the door after I realized I couldn't return to my dreamy state.

I wanted to type a chapter for my fictionpress stories but our devices were on low battery and I feel like that one dude who has OCD and rants about symmetry all the time. I rolled my eyes at the thought of Anna yelling at me about my locker at school being asymmetrical. Speaking of our old life, what has happened since we have been gone? My parents will be worried and my asshole brother would probably not even care.

Chelsea snored quietly as I looked again out the window at the rising sun. The sky is painted a tinted pink with clouds dotting the sketch at the scene. I never noticed how Canadian landscapes could be so beautifully perfect.

Speaking of the invisible nation I wonder how our visit has been affecting his life. I knew enough about this anime to know that anyone hardly remembers him or notices the lonely country. I know that he has to deal with his government and sociality of the large land. My mind races on and on about whether he enjoys us or not. I can't ask him or he will just reply nicely. If we were staying with Germany's brother than according to Gia's references and ranting will most likely ignore my question and talk about his so called awesomeness.

I was so lost in thought that I almost didn't hear the silent knock on our door. "Come in." I quietly said, trying not to wake up my sleeping friend. Matthew opened the wooden door slowly, preventing it from creaking. I spotted a light pink appearing on each of his small cheeks. His curl bounced on his head. I was tempted to pull it regardless of the talk I heard between my otaku friends about what would happen if you pulled one of the character's curls. I heard something about fanfiction and some other stuff.

"I didn't know you were awake this early so I came to check." Canada said, his sentence barely louder than a whisper. I lightly chuckled at how...Augh! I keep forgetting these stupid otaku terms! It was something that ended in 'dere'. "I couldn't fall back asleep so I was just thinking about stuff." I replied. The shy country slowly nodded and turned at the door, "If you want breakfast I'll make some of my should-be-famous-pancakes."

I nodded and watched as Canada left our bedroom. My chest rose and fell with each breath. My arms feel numb in a good way. Maybe there is something more to this Canadian than I would have ever thought.

Anna's POV

I shivered even though I'm under the intoxicatingly hot atmosphere of my sheets. I always feel like something is stalking me but I've never felt more sure of it before now. I reluctantly opened my eyes and saw the messed up face of Jeff the Killer.

I shuddered into the bed. My eyes opened wide. I knew better than to close my eyes for a second, due to the fact of his famous catchphrase of saying 'Go to sleep' to his victims. Still, I feel as though something is wrong. I hadn't done anything to piss him off except being a BEN fangirl but other than that my pessimism and skepticism knew better.

I thought about my Dauntless reputation. I hesitantly reached up and touched the rough texture of his supposedly bleached face. Oddly, he didn't react or anything. I reached behind his ear and felt a small strap. I tore it off but was pushed onto the other side of the bed. I nervously shrieked, waking up my hyperactive friend.

The mask fell on my pillow and America pinned me to sheets laughing his ass off. I felt my face flush a shade of vibrant colors as I pushed Alfred off of me. "Dude, what the frigging hell was that for?" I asked as he started to become on the verge of tears. I looked behind the excited American at my friend. She rolled her eyes and threw a pillow at him.

"LOL, you should have seen your first reaction. Priceless!" He sputtered between laughs. I helped Alfred off the floor as he calmed down. "Just don't text your Awesome Trio friends. I don't want to wake up to find EJ, Slendy and you in my bedroom trying to scare the living shit out of me."

"You should have done it to me! I would be fangirling all over the place!" Gia squealed, also sad that she missed most of the Jeff the Killer prank.

"I'm sorry dude but I just wanted to see your reaction." He said before giving me one of his famous bear hugs. I heard the doorbell ring through all the commotion and Gia went to answer it. America and I waited for whoever it was to give a hint to their identity. But, I never heard a sound. America stormed out of my room to get to the door, I followed him soon afterwards and saw the face of a familiar vampire.

"Sup, Vladmir." America greeted. Romania raised an eyebrow to his foreign gesture. "Uh, hello."

I looked over to Gia-chan as she tried to hold back any possible squeals, trying to act like a tsundere. "So, why are you here?" The hyper American asked, looking at the demon in the hallway. "I heard there was someone who had a liking for scary stories. As you know I love to tell stories."

America and I both pointed at our nervous friend and threw some of her hair behind her back and approached the visting country with swag. "Yeah, that's me. Got any good creepypastas?"

"Apparently not, I left all those back in Europe." Gia slightly glared a little, "Well fuck that."

I heard Romania faintly chuckle as he stepped closer to my friend, "Ooh a tsundere. I think we will have a bloody good time during my stay."