Hey guys, sorry this took so long getting up. Writing, Editing, school all take a while, especially with a person like Lin as an editor. I should make quick note of certain things, Lin is telepathic, meaning she can read other's thoughts within a quarter mile radius.

Also, thoughts, "speaking", "emphasis or foreign language". Foreign languages will be a bit obvious, but I'll try not to use them as much, as the only one I have any amount of speaking proficiency outside of (American) English is French, and even then, I'm not that great. I'll put the translations on the bottom if they aren't that important to the scene, but will put the translations in brackets if they are, or have another character translate.

~Chapter 1- Registration~

~Word: 1,686~

Delana and Lin sat on the benches in front of the science center. The blonde was petting the sleeping panda ferret, Yu, in her lap while Lin was using her "radar" with Vincent curled up around her neck. Both of the girls were wearing hats. If one looked closely, one would have noticed shifts in Lin's and a small piece of what appeared to be a fake tail swung in a circle. Suddenly, Lin's arms tightened around Delana's neck. "Lin! Choking!" Delana managed to gasp out, bringing her hands to Lin's arms.

"They're here!" Lin exclaimed, ears and tail perked. She then took note of Delana's plight and loosened her hold.

"Who?" Del asked, more glad about the freedom in her windpipe than curious as to why Lin decided to restrict said freedom.

"Ludwig and Gilbert! There's also… Switzerland and Lichstien?"

"Liechtenstein?"

"That's the one."

A long black car pulled up into the driveway in front of them. The driver was about to step out and open the passenger door when it was thrown open and a figure stepped out. His hair was white with skin merely a couple of shades darker. His eyes were light red on top with lavender at the bottom. It isn't, is it?

"The awesome me has arrived!"

Yep…

"Bruder, please try and calm down," a voice sounded from behind the albino. A blond as tall as Delana stepped out followed by two more very similar looking blonds.

"Wow, you're Germanic blood really runs thick, Del," Lin commented as she comapred her friend and the countries stepping out of the automobile.

Lin, I'm a quarter Germanic, of course it would be thick, Del responded, just rolling her eyes.

"Why aren't you answering outloud?"

The little game we got the others to play.

"Oh, right, make them try and figure out what we are to make up for finding them out before we even met them."

A grin formed on Del's face as the driver handed some pieces of papers to Ludwig. Oh how I wish them luck.

"Wir bringen Ihr Gepäck in die Zimmer im Studentenheim später, Herr Beilschmidt," the driver said, bowing his head.

"In Ordnung, ich danke Ihnen," Ludwig thanked. The driver nodded and got back into his car, leaving the four nations there. Ludwig handed out the paper, one to each, and they looked them over. The German started talking to the blond currently not wearing a skirt. The albino was waiting around patiently, though he was obviously bouncing with excitement.

"They'll need help finding where to wait," Lin commented, leaning in closer to Del. "Oh, and they are about to call for dorm officials to start with their process." The blonde just nodded. She handed Yu back to Lin as the latter unwrapped her arms. Delana stood and walked over to the group of nations.

"Hello, do you need some help?" she asked as politely as she could muster while resisting the urge to fangirl.

The nations blinked in surprise. The three males glanced at one another, asking if they knew who she was, before Ludwig concieded and turn to the girl whose height matched his own.

"Yes, we were looking for the registration…?"

"Ah, I can show you the way! I was just about to head up there myself," Del offered. She smiled and felt fur brush against her back. She turned and showed the group to where kids all about Delana's own age. She was explaining the process of things when a voice called out.

"Del!" Beagan ran up, waving to catch the blonde's attention. Del regarded him with a friendly smile.

"Hey, Be-kun!" Beagan rolled his eyes at the nickname, but then noticed the others. He gave them a nod before turning back to the one he came.

"Come on, they're about to call the dorm officials," he said, grabbing her hand, and began to pull her towards the front. Del rolled her eyes, but told the others that she had to go, leaving the new exchange students with a warning not to shoot anyone, or let a certain yellow bird be spotted. The two had nearly reached the crowd of registering students when Beagan turned to look at his classmate again. "So, who are they?"

"Doitsu, Two Neutrals, and Awesome Incarnate," Del stated simply. Beagan nodded, understanding immediately as he recalled having this discussion with her a few days prior. They cut to the front line just as the they were called for, surprising nearby students as it was extremely rare that any sophomores would be dorm officials.

Nothing really happened during their registration until they were told to quickly look over their dorm's listing. Delana was left in charge of that since she was the only one who could even remember all the material. She crossed off Ivan's name and explained that he informed Dr. Herzer earlier that morning that he was not going to be attending this year.

"Uh, there's an error with one of the student's genders," Delana stated, lowering the list to show the others what she meant. "This student, Feliks Łukasiewicz, is male, not female." The woman behind the table looked it over and nodded, made assurances that she'd fix it and make sure that he had enough uniforms to last until the next order came in. Finished with registration, and carrying complementary laptops given to students for the year, the two went out to the front circle to check on Lin.

"You missed the Baltics, Russia's sisters, the Nordics, Asians, Hungary, the North Americans arrival and Sealand being lectured in by England," she said nonchalantly before going to register herself. Delana pouted a bit, upset she missed most of the countries she actually wanted to meet.

"Cheer-up," Beagan said in an attempt to comfort her, putting a hand on the blonde's shoulder. "You still get to meet the Italies and the Bad Touch Trio, right? That can't be too bad."

Delana sighed, but conceded, though she did add in a comment that Beagan forgot about Belgium. The two then wandered about in front of science center, greeting classmates as they trickled in, and watched for the remaining nations that had yet to show. It wasn't until after half an hour had passed after Lin left that they finally showed up.

A car similar to the one Ludwig, Gilbert, and the other two showed up in pulled up in front of them. Like his predecessor, the driver was the first out, although he looked a little worse for the wear. He walked to the back of the car and opened the door. Out stepped one of the most flamboyant people either of the pair had seen. He was tall, with long blond hair and a confident smile spread across his features.

Delana leaned over to Beagan and whispered, "Five bucks that I'll need the sword in my closet by the end of the day." The boy just shook his head since he already knew he'd lose that bet just as a few more figures joined the flamboyant blond. All three were brunet boys, two of them with an odd hair curl sticking out of a side of their hair. A lovely looking blonde girl stepped out from behind the boys.

Once the group exited the car, the driver moved to the trunk. Del sighed and shook her head as she saw the man start tugging luggage out of the car. "Excuse me," she called out, "but the students' luggage is supposed to be dropped off at their dorm." The man looked at Del with a bit of confusion, but then gave her a grateful nod. The blond raised an eyebrow but shrugged it off before walking up to the newcomer.

"Bonjour, mademoiselle. Je m'appelle Francis, et tu?" asked the blond, Francis, to Del, grabbing her hand and pulling it up to plant a kiss on it. His companions either giggled or rolled their eyes at their friend's flirtations. A look of embarrassment, and surprise with a touch of jealousy crossed Beagan's expression for a brief moment, but no one seemed to notice. He suddenly jolted as a hand landed on his shoulder, turning his head to look at Lin, who appeared next to him. Lin gave him an almost wolfish grin, and her eyes flickered as if she knew something he didn't.

"Del, I set everything up," Lin called, looking at her friend, who was clearly unpulsed by Francis' actions. Lin took in the scene for a moment before adding in her own two cents. "Francis, you perv, she's way out of your league."

Del could not help but break out into laughter at the brunette's comment while the rest of the group looked at Lin with confusion and shock plain on their faces. "Je suis desolée," Del managed to get out between laughs. "Mais Lin aime regoler comme ça. De toute façon, je m'appelle Delana, mais vous pouvez m'appeler Del. La petite s'appelle Lin, et le garçon s'appelle Beagan."

Lin and Beagan nodded at their respective names. Beagan glanced around before bringing his hand up to the back of his head. "Hey, guys, aren't supposed we show them where registration is? Dr. Herzer did tell us to, afterall…" Beagan's voice trailed off into incoherent muttering. Delana pouted slightly and sighed before leading the group over to the registration line.

"Registration's not difficult. All you've to do if follow the people in front of you and listen to what you're told. You're going to get your lock, your class schedule, yearbook picture, student ID, laptop, dorm assignment, and campus map," Del clipped. "When you're done, they will tell you where to meet up with your dorm officials." With that, Delana left the five foreigners and made her way to another building. Lin and Beagan were a few feet ahead of her, carrying their own laptops. She threw up her hand over her head and waved before shooting off to catch up with her friends. Yes, finally I get to listen to some multilangs! Up ahead,, Del could see Lin glance back and give her a small, knowing grin.

Dear Jez,

This is sort of difficult for me to explain but China and you are going to be dating. I realized this when you were assassinating George Bush with Austria. I'm sure you're high enough to understand that Canada is secretly an F.B.I. agent.

Go drown yourself and love you always,
Lin

P.S. - France and Russia are out to get you, just thought you should know.

For the game mentioned, feel free to play if you want.

Lin: They won't get it.

Oh, some of them might, though it's going to be difficult, and will take a (long) while. I hope they have fun while doing it though. R&R

German (using online Translations, so if they are wrong, please correct me):

Wir bringen Ihr Gepäck in die Zimmer im Studentenheim später, Herr Beilschmidt- We'll bring your bags to the dorm later, Mr. Beilschmidt.

In Ordnung, ich danke Ihnen- Very well, thank you.

French:

Bonjour, mademoiselle. Je m'appelle Francis, et tu?- Good day, ma'am. I'm Francis, and you? (informal)

Je suis desolée- I'm sorry (female)

Mais Lin aime regoler comme ça. De toute façon, je m'appelle Delana, mais vous pouvez m'appeler Del. La petite s'appelle Lin, et le garçon s'appelle Beagan.- but Lin likes to joke around like that. Anyways, my name is Delana, but you can call me Del. The short girl is Lin, and the boy is Beagan.