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~CHAPTER FOUR~

FOR THE FIRST TIME IN FORVEVER

What the children didn't know and what Amelia and Madeline had so longed to tell them was the large group of people inside a large conference room. While the children had been changing the group had attempted to sit quietly and patiently in order to keep themselves unnoticeable.

The key word being attempted.

It took all of 10 minutes for the tentative silence in the room to begin to unravel. As usual Prussia was the first to shatter the quiet with his usual boisterous, arrogant nature. Almost immediately Hungary smashed her frying pan into his head, and after that there was no going back. Prussia and Hungary immediately began to bicker horrendously, and when Austria and Britain attempted to break it up it only lead to another frying pan attack. The sickening crack of cast iron agents human skull was becoming far to common. Then as if that wasn't enough Lovina seemed to be in a particular mood-more so than usual. Her hazel eyes were narrowed into hate filled silts and fixated them on her brother in law. She crossed her arms over her chest and leaned into the table and drummed her fingers on the table.

"Lovina… what are you doing?" Felicia asked, silently hoping she could turn her sisters focus away from Ludwig and on to her if only for a moment.

It didn't work. Lovina refused to turn her gaze away from Germany and in fact it only seemed to intensify. She leaned even closer into the table and it seemed she might reach over and grab Ludwig's stiff white color. Thankfully she just continued to drum her fingers on the tableland glared.

"Listen potato bastard! You've already put my sister through enough so i'm just gonna warn you once-you'd better not fuck this up you stupid bastard!" She snarled, her voice growing louder with each passing phrase. Felicia felt her cheeks grow hot, but she didn't let that stop her from narrowing her eyes and glaring right back at her sister.

"Lovina! Really now is this really the time?"

"Yes sister dear now is the PERFECT time to give that potato loving freak of yours of what's at stake." Felicia rolled her eyes and slummed back into her chair, allowing herself to loose her composure for a moment. Lovina turned her eyes back to Ludwig who just kept his face as straight as possible. He kept his eyes firmly looked on hers and said in a calm, stern voice,

"Don't worry. I don't plan on it." Lovina let out a loud huff and sat back in her chair, but she refused to let take hazel slits away from him. The southern half of Italy seemed to be in a trance, thinking of all the ways she could either murder Germany or rip off his "royal jewels"-a threat which she had made 20 years ago when she found out she was going to be an Aunt. As a swirl of twisted images danced through her head Lovina's lips curled into a sadistic smile-a horribly evil and sadistic smile that sent a chill up Ludwig's spine. It was only when a she suddenly felt a gentle hand on her shoulder that her concentration broke and she practically jumped out of her seat.

"Ah don't take it personally mi cuñado- Lovina's just nervous and taking it out on you she doesn't mean it." The southern half of Italy hardened her face, turned her eyes into slits once more and turned that hostile glance towards the man next to her, who seemed utterly unfazed. He had a beautiful olive skin, huge green eyes and a mop of dark brown hair. He had a sort' of of child-like happiness and excitement about him. He always seemed to be happy and nothing ever appeared to get under his skin.

And strangely enough this was the man the rather foul temper Lovina married.

"Bastardo don't you go spreading lies! I'm not taking my anger out on him I just want to make sure he doesn't break my little sisters heart by chasing her kid away!" Lovina screamed. Her husband, Antonio or Spain cocked his head ever so slightly to the right and looked at her with a rather perplexed look… almost like a confused puppy.

"But Lovi why would he do that-Elsa's his daughter also."

Without warning Lovina explode like an atom bomb. She lept out of her chair and unleashed a shocking torrent of insults and swears in Italian. Her face grew redder and redder by the second as she yelled, her hands balling into tight first. Felicia rolled her eyes once again and let her face fall into her arms. Ludwig could only watch it all-and the strangest part that he would never understand was the way Spain just kept smiling at Lovina. He didn't seem to care that she was furious and screaming at him-he just smiled at her as if she was the most wonderful jewel in the world.

"Aww Lovi you're so cute! You look like a little tomato!" He cried happily. Suddenly the tidal wave of cussing stopped, and the southern half of Italy was silenced. She stood there like a statue, her face continuing to grow redder and redder. Much like a child she crossed her arms and plopped down into her seat, attempting to ignore her beaming husband as she tried to calm down. It was almost impossible though for Antiono seemed to think it would be a good idea to poke at her puffed out cheek.

Meanwhile Amelia and Madeline were leading the children down the conference room. The group continued to stare wide eyed at their stunning surroundings. At least for Elsa it was a good distraction to focus on the gleaming gold trims and butter like red carpet instead of what awaited them a head. It was a way to force that ugly lump her throat to disappear and the knot in her stomach to loosen. She let herself glance towards Eva, who kept her black eyes squarely on the scarlet carpet. Her face was, as usual expressionless, almost eerily so. Elsa looked away from her best friend, and thought to herself,

"That expression.. so creepy. It's either that or she looks half a sleep. Strange…"

The whole situation itself was strange; being taken from school and to a fancy hotel in Manhattan, being forced to dress up and now they were being lead to what they were told was a conference room. The silence was maddening. No one dared to say a word and Elsa longed to hear a voice-even if it was Fritz or Maria's voice she just wish someone would say around. Even the sounds of their foot steps were muffled by the carpet and it made focusing on the surroundings all that harder. She just wished someone would say something, give her an answer or at the very least something more than just an empty reassurance they would get them soon. Was that to much to ask? As Elsa let her shoulders slump ever so slightly and turned her eyes towards the floor, she knew there was nothing she could do. She was not immune to the fact that life was uncontrollable, Elsa knew that all to well and she hated the feeling that came along with it. She hated the feeling of bugs crawling up her skin and the tightness in her lungs and the tension in her muscles.

"And I was so looking forward to my PJ.'s and crawling into bed for the entire afternoon… is that to much to ask?"

Suddenly the quiet was finally broken. At first it was the sound of voices so muffled no one could tell what said voices were saying. As they got closer and closer they could tell the voices were angry- very angry. The children looked at each other with concern and incredulity-even Fritz felt her nerves beginning to grow thinner and thinner.

And then…

"BASTARDO STUPIDO! Sto andante strappare le palle e li alimentano a quella bull prezioso del vostro!" A furious female voice screeched, her words echoing through the walls and to their ears. A few of the children jumped, and Amelia and Madeline simply groaned.

"Really? Now?" Madeline muttered as she rubbed her temples, hoping the on coming headache would magically go away. Amelia on the other hand was not so keen on rubbing her temples and hoping for a headache to go away. She stormed forward towards a large pair of double doors, grumbling as she went. Her hands were curled into first and when she reached the door she swung it open with alarming strength, causing it to slam agents the wall.

"Hey! Knock it off or I swear to god I will get my bat and kick some ass! Now sit down and behave yourselves!" She snapped. Using her unusual strength Amelia slammed the door and walked back to the group, rumbling like a thunder storm the entire time. When she reached said group she immediately saw the stares of horror on each other children faces, a tidal wave of guilt crashed over her. She let out a sigh and allowed her body to relax, letting the anger flood out of her.

"I'm sorry you had to see that. Don't worry I promise they're not crazy. Now come on let's go!" She said, her demeanor becoming happier and happier with each passing phrase. For a second no one followed. They just stared at her in awe and shock, unable to understand the strange woman. Madeline shook her head, muttered something in French and lead the rest of the group to the double doors.

Amelia stood excitedly in front of the doors, her normal demeanor quickly returning. Her hands rested on the handles behind her and she continuously rocked on her toes. She had hoped returning to her child like excitement would lessen the shock of the pervious moment, but had she noticed the bewildered expression on their faces she would have known she had the exact opposite effect.

"Okay… we're going to go inside here and"

"You mean we have to go inside there-with those crazy people?!" Eva cried in a rare outburst of emotion. In fact it was so rare it was enough to take attention away from Amelia and on to Eva, who just flushed a horrid shade of red.

"They're not… well… I promise you'll like them! Now we're going to go in and there will be a place card with your name, that's where you sit. Nod if you understand." The group nodded mindlessly, and Amelia gave a nod back.

"Good! Now they'll also be a manila folder in front of you, no opening it until I say so or else"

"Or else you'll break out the bat and whoop some ass?" Ricardo said, his voice lacking it's usual anger and distain.

"Yes now stop interrupting me! Nod if you understand." Again the group nodded and Amelia nodded back. Unable to control her emotion she stood on her toes, clapped her hands and giggled like a little girl. Again a part of her hoped her joy and elation would be cognation and lessen what ever fear and anxiety she had. And again she didn't seem to notice it wasn't working.

"Great! Now let's go!"

With that Amelia swung open the doors and practically bonded inside. Madeline followed in suit in a much calmer manner. Then the children filed in rather cautiously, eyeing the strange people before them as they looked for their seats. Maria sat on the farthest left end to the table, followed by Isabella and Ricardo, then Charles, then Fritz and finally Elsa at the very end. Sitting across from them were a pair of adults; in front of Maria was a man with dark brown hair, eyes so blue they appeared purple and a woman with coffee brown hair and the vidid emerald eyes. Across from Isabella and Ricardo was a man with olive skin, dark hair and a woman with reddish hair a large hazel eyes. In front of Charles was Amelia and a man with wild blonde hair, rather hideous eye brows and the most stunning emerald green eyes anyone had ever seen. Across from Fritz was Madeline and a man with bone with skin, pale blonde hair and large brown eyes that appeared ruby l like up close. Finally across from Elsa was a man with thick blonde hair, icey blue eyes and a woman with brunette waves and child like chocolate brown eyes.

"Hello!" The brunette woman said to Elsa, who smiled cordially back at her.

"Hello." She replied softly, trying her best to keep her eyes focused on theirs.

"I'm Felicia." The brunette continued, probably oblivious to the girls discomfort.

"Elsa…" Silence fell between them again as Elsa waited for the man sitting next to Felicia to respond. He said nothing though. He just looked at her as if he were studying her face. Elsa felt her face begin to flush once again, and no matter how hard she tried she felt her eyes beginning to glance down to the table. She saw Felicia jab her elbow into the man's arms and he immediately snapped back into reality. His lips turned into a small smile, which only seemed to worsen Elsa's anxiety.

"Hallo. I'm Ludwig." Elsa opened her mouth to repeat her name, but before she had a chance to make a sound she felt an arm snake around her shoulders and the next thing she knew Fritz had pulled her close to him.

"No no no call her name isn't Elsa her name is Ice Queen!" Fritz exclaimed, earning a growl from a rather annoyed Elsa. Ludwig and Felicia just watched as Elsa reached around and removed Fritz's arm from her shoulder and shot him a deadly glare.

"I will rip your tongue out if you call me that again." She snarled, yet Fritz didn't seem bothered by her anger. He just winked at her and went back to talking to Madeline and the strange man sitting next to her. Elsa crossed her arms and grumbled as she turned her gaze back to Felicia and Ludwig.

"Sorry about that… he can be such a pain." She explained, receiving a sympathetic smile in return.

"Si. But why did he call you Ice Queen?" Felicia asked. Elsa could only sigh and shake her head. She waved her hand replied,

"Not important." Felicia nodded and once again silence fell over them. They looked at each other, unable to find the proper words to speak. It was an uncomfortable quiet, the kind where words were just hanging in the air, waiting to be spoken but no one dared say a word. There was so much Ludwig and Felicia wanted to say, and so much Elsa wanted to know but alas the words just seemed lost. The air seemed to grow thicker and thicker with each passing second, and finally Ludwig mustered the courage to break the uneasy silence.

Small talk though, was not his strong suit.

"So…how are you?" He asked. Elsa thought for a moment, wondering what she should say to these people. She could lie and say she was doing just fine, but something about their eyes swayed her agents it. They were so kind, even Ludwig's icy blue eyes were so compassionate she felt like she could be honest with these people-even if she had only met them moments before.

"I'm a little confused if I'm being honest…"

"Si, this must all be very confusing I'm sure." Felicia replied sympathetically, giving Elsa a warm smile. Elsa couldn't help but to smile back at her, even if it was only a small, barely noticeable smile. As Felicia smiled and opened her mouth to say something the sound of foot steps stopped her. A slow hush fell over the room as Amelia walked towards the front of the table, where a podium was set up. The blonde threw back her shoulders and gave the room at huge beam.

"Hello! So now that you've gotten a chance to chat a little bit,I think it's time we get down to business." She paused for a moment and looked out at the group, swallowed quietly and continued.

"I just want to say you kids have been real troopers today. I know this has all been really confusing and even terrifying- especially with my ever so awesome and successful attempt to beat rush hour traffic!"

"You mean when you almost killed us?" Maria muttered, earning a glare from Amelia.

"I didn't-oh you know what I'm not talking about this any more MOVING ON! So you all want answers right? Well… I don't quiet know how to put it gently so I'm just going to say it." She paused once again, sucking in a deep breath to calm her racing heart and thinning nerves. She took a moment to glance at the podium, as if she was thinking over something and then looked right back at the group.

"The people sitting here before you aren't… well they aren't normal people. They, we are the human personification of countries." A hush fell over the group as the children stared wide eyed in shock. Time seemed to grow still and the air seemed to grow thick, horribly thick. No one knew what to say or do. It was only Fritz, who practically fell out of his seat laughing allowed the horrid quiet to be broken.

"Oh that's a good one Ms. Amelia!" He said through his laughter. Amelia rested the urge to narrow her eyes and glare at him, choosing to just grip the podium and suck in a few deep breaths.

"America. I am the United States of America. And that's Austria and Hungary, that's Spain and the Southern half of Italy, that's Britain or Iggy, that's Canada and Prussia and that's Germany and the Northern half of Italy. We're all countries and… we're your parents."