"Belarus," China began, "My fashion would look a bit weird on a westerner." China was in his dressing room with Belarus. China was digging through his drawers to find woman's clothing. Belarus, on the other hand, was eating some char siu bao*. She went to see Hong Kong again, so he could teach her how to cook more advanced dim sum. Hong Kong hesitated to do so, with good reason. After all, Belarus had actually made some good food, but at the cost of Hong Kong's whole harbor. Hong Kong still wonders to this day, why she set a place near the friggin' sea on fire. Even some of the water.

"China." Belarus got up and put her dish down. She looked at a closet that was ajar, and she opened it to find about 50 different chinese dresses for women. "I think I found some clothes for me"

"Man, it's a shame that you can't wear the H*llo K*tty costume for this. Well, try some on-aru. I'll give you some privacy-aru. Pick out the one that you like best." China left the room, to go make some tea. He was actually expecting visitors today. China had not been well acquainted with this person, but he was in the Allied Forces, so Britain forced a meeting between them. He was also bringing a friend from the Soviet Union, so that meant that they would be friends with Russia. China shuddered at the thought, and walked down the hall.

China went to the kitchen, which was still under repair due to Belarus' attempt at rice cooking. At least enough kitchen was left to make some food and some tea. China turned on his (new and fireproof) rice cooker, and started to stir fry some vegetables. He had been expecting them in 20 minutes, so there was some time left to prepare some hospitality for the guests.

Belarus, on the other hand, was trying to figure out how some of the dresses worked. It was similar to western dresses, but there was much more sashes in most of them. She had found a silk robe that felt nice and comfy, but it was old fashioned, even for a geezer like China. She found one of She found a long skirt that overlapped a short robe ending near the torso, but that was a little complicated to work.. Eventually, she found one dress that stood out, and she picked it out from under the pile of many older looking dresses. She saw that it actually used proper buttons, and she showed relief at that. She had even found a book on chinese hairdo's, and she had taken some hair combs.

*Ding Dong*

"Aiyaa!They're here already-aru!?" China had put set up lunch for the guests already. He had also brewed some tea for them as well. Let's hope that they like Pu-Erh tea. China had opened the door to greet the guests, who were not at all what he expected.

Poland's house, at the same time this was happening

"Liet! Hurry up!" Poland was wearing his green military outfit, along with some shiny and fashionable boots.

"Poland! I'm trying! This things too hard to work!"

"I'll help you in a second. I have to, like, get a present for our host!"

"Present?"

"I want to make a good impression, especially when they are not even from Europe. If I do this, I can, like, get more insight into him."

"What information would you need about him!?" Lithuania's voice started to strain. With what he was trying to put on, and from yelling downstairs to Poland, his throat started to hurt.

"Oh, you know. His fashion sense, his nation's food, and his animals! My ponies are cool, but I need, like, a scenery change.

"Well, if you're getting a present, that means you're not helping me any time soon!"

"Try to tie it to the bed! That usually helps!" Poland grabbed his laptop and went on a chat room. He tried to find one that Britain would be on. Luckily, he found a chat server called France is a Frog. That was obviously Britain, or at least his english side. His Scottish side is actually influenced a small bit by france**

A few minutes later

Poland left with a list of things that his guest might like, so he went downtown to look for them. They were a little bit hard to find because it wasn't the most foreign of places, but he luckily found the things on his list. Lucky he talked to Britain on the chat room. He had history with the person Poland was going to visit, so he knew the host's culture enough to find a decent gift.

Poland returned home, and set bags down on the table. He went upstairs and saw Lithuania. He immediately saw why Lithuania was complaining. He had a corset tied an inch too tight, and he had the back strings tied to the top of Poland's bed. Lithuania was practically hanging off of Poland's bed.

"I didn't know you were, like, into kinky stuff!"

"Sh-shut up! This is not the funny!"

"I would have brought some whips if I knew this was gonna happen." Poland had said that with a joking smile, but Lithuania had taken that to heart.

"Oh God, NO!"

"Relax Liet! I'm going to help you with that corset, and then I'm going to help you put the rest of the oufit I brought for you!"

"..."

Back at China's house, where we left off

"Ah... So you're Poland-aru." China was facing a blond smiling man in a military outfit, with a green cloack, kind of like France's.

"And you must be China! Here, I brought you a present!" Poland gave China a bag which felt like it had some clothes in it.

"Ah. Xie Xie!"

"Huh?"

"Oh yeah, I forgot. Umm... Dziekuje!" China barely knew polish, so he felt very awkward. China only felt more awkward when he spotted a brown haired man in a dress behind Poland.

"Ummm... Lithuania-aru?" China had barely recalled his name. He was a friend (servant) of Russia's, so he met him on rare occasions.

"Mr. China, please don't ask." Lithuania had a nervous chuckle after he said that.

"Aw... Liet is just embarrassed because he needed my help to get the corset on!" China had the look of pure confusion on his face. He was about to question Poland's grasp on the concept of gender, when a woman's voice sounded through the hall.

"CHINA! COME HERE NOW!" China sighed, and invited the 2 inside his house.

"Please, take of your shoes, and help yourselves to some sweets and tea I made. After I help my... friend, I will bring out lunch for us-aru." China walked down the hall into the dressing room, and heard noise coming from behind the door. China quickly opened the door to see Belarus holding a knife to South Korea. South Korea!? China had taken out his wok (from who knows where) and started to chase South Korea around with the wok.

"China, who's that?" Belarus was half dressed with hair curlers in her hair, and a towel barely wrapped around her.

"South Korea, what are you doing here-aru!? I have guests today!"

"But Aniki! I have something important to give you!" Korea had held up a broomstick in his defense."

"Well, why didn't you use the front door?"

"Because it was locked, but this window was open." Korea pointed to the window, which was indeed, open.

"That was me," Belarus spoke up, "It was very hot in here, and the window is facing Russia's border, so maybe it would get colder."

"Bullshit-aru! You just wanted a better look at Russia!"

"Okay, that too."

"*Sigh* So Korea, what was the important package?"

"Aniki, Britain says told me to give you this box." South Korea took a small box out of his... does he have pockets? Sure, let's roll with that. Korea took the box out of his pocket, and gave it to China.

"Thanks, but now you have to leave out the window-aru. I have guests, remember?"

"Okay!" Korea rushed to the window, but stopped to steal one of China's clothing. Specifically, one of his old robes.

"DAMMIT KOREA!" China had to attend to his guests, so he didn't chase Korea. Not yet. "Do you need help with dressing, Belarus?"

"No, I'm fine. I'm going to close the window now."

"Yeah, that's probably a good idea-aru." China didn't need a stray Japan climbing through his window. China left the room, and went down the hall to see Poland feeding food to Lithuania. Poland was force feeding Lithuania like a couple, actually.

"Liet! Open wide! Here comes the pony!"

"Umm..." China was, again, at a loss for words. He decided to look inside his bag Poland got for him. He was happy to come face to face with a giant dumpling plush.

"Aww... It's so cute-aru!"

"Mr. China... Poland... Can we please continue the meeting?"

"Ah, yes, but first, let's have lunch." China went in the kitchen and grabbed the fried rice he had made"

"So," Poland began. "America and Canada are going to land at Normandy, so they can atta-Mmm... What's in this rice?"

"Oh, just some sesame oil and a dash of soy sauce. So, if America and... Canadia, was it? Either way, they will have a close distance to France, so if they lose, they can fall back to Fra- Oh sweet Buddha, the doll TALKS!?" China pressed the plushie's mouth, for it to say "Eat me!"

Lithuania was staring at the two easily distracted nations. "Umm, can we go back to the-"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah Liet. You're like, so impatient!" Poland and China started to establish and verify where America and Canada would land in Europe to join the war***. Not without occasional distractions, however. They managed to finish strategizing, and Poland was about to grab Lithuania to leave. It was then, that Belarus stepped in.

"Does this look good, China?" Belarus was wearing a Qipao (read as "chee-pow," Cheongsam in cantonese), a dress China had invented in 1920, to appeal to westerners. The perfect dress for Russia. The dress was form fitting, with no sleeves, and a short skirt that ended halfway through the calf. The dress was red, and made of silk. Belarus had also fixed her hair into a bun, held together with chopsticks. China almost fainted.

"Ah! Ms. Belarus! I had no idea you were here!" Lithuania was nervous, but Poland on the other hand...

"Oh my god! Belarus, you never told me you had a fashion sense!"

"It's not mine, idiot. It's China's." Poland ignored Belarus' use of the term idiot, and turned to China.

"You have to teach me chinese fashion. It's like, so cute!"

"*Sigh* Sure. Lithuania-aru. Can you watch Belarus?"

"W-what!? Oh, sure!" China walked down the hall with Poland, into the dressing room. Poland opened the door to see many silk robes and dresses, along with men's clothing too. But he was more interested in the dresses. Poland rushed into the room, and China ran after him.

Things were much more tense in the other room, however. Lithuania had been very quiet when Belarus was around. Belarus usually just gave Lithuania death glares. But this time, Belarus spoke up.

"The plan seems to be working, but not completely. Russia seems to be less nervous around me."

"Oh. He is?"

"Yes, so I suppose I should start holding up my end of the deal."

"Your end of the deal?"

"Yes. Being... being nice to you and the others. So..."

"So... Yeah." The awkwardness in the room escalated.

"Ummm... Hows that weather?"

"Um... Pretty good, I guess?"

"Yeah..." Belarus was going to talk about Russia, when China walked out of the hall with a Poland in a silk dress. It was the same as Belarus', but it was pink, and it had short sleeves.

"Doesn't this look cute, Liet?"

"Erm... Yeah it does." Lithuania learned to take in Poland's strangeness with stride. After they decided to leave, Poland and Lithuania said goodbye, and left to the car. Belarus turned to China, who was sighing in relief.

"Aiyaa... So weird."

"So, does this look good?"

"Oh, yeah! It looks great!"

"There's just another thing though."

"What-aru?" Belarus took China by the sleeves and started dragging him to a room down the hall.

"You have to stop dragging me-aru!"

"Well, it seems to work at getting you where I want."

"Against my will!"

"Meh."

Belarus opened a door to a room chuck full of dolls and plushies. Not just pandas and cats though. There were dolls of brown bears, polar bears, dogs, bunnies; anything cute. China realized what Belarus was doing. He looked at her with an angry face.

"No! Not my collection of dolls-aru!"

"Why not?"

"Because they're mine! Look. How aboout I take you to the B*ild a B*ar, where I'll buy you a bear!"

"Ugh, fine."

At the mall, that shouldn't have existed due to it being WWII and the communism and bullcrap...

"Is this the right place?"

"Yeah. It is." China and Belarus walked inside to see a yellow room with stuffed animals everywhere. China gave Belarus 20 dollars, and he went to browse the new animals they had. Belarus went up to a girl who seemed to run the whole 'Build your own stuffed animal' thing.

"Ummm... Is this where I make a stuffed animal?"

"Yes ma'a- oh, your dress is so amazing! I mean, would you like to buy a bear?"

"Yes please." The girl took Belarus to a corner of the room where they made bears. China, on the other hand, was browsing a selection of panda plushies. It was here that he saw Spain browsing the tomato dolls.

"Spain-aru! What are you doing here?"

"Well, I was looking for a tomato doll for Romano's birthday! Look, this one has words on it!"

"What does it say?"

"It says... 'F*ck you'. It's PERFECT FOR MY LITTLE TOMATO!"

"Aiyaa. All I need to do is find a sushi roll that says, 'Herro, I am emotionarry constipated,' and I have a gift for Japan."

"You're looking for a gift for Japan? I thought you two were at war. Oh, are things bueno between you two now?"

"No, I'm actually here for Belarus-aru."

"Belarus? I don't think they have any radish plushies... or Russia dolls."

"No, no. She's actually getting an actual bear"

"Oh? Porque?"

"Long story-aru." China and Spain then noticed something. Behind the two were dolls of many of America's kiddy shows, that were too anachronistic for the actual war, but not for a story.

"Oh my god. Are those D*ra the E*plorer dolls!?"

"They are! And look! Ni Hao K*i L*n dolls!" Span and China ran to the wall where they were sold. They both fanboyed over the dolls. Well, fangirled in China's case.

"HEY! Well, I can't even be mad, with all these cute dolls-aru."

Belarus,on the other hand, was having great difficulty with the doll.

"So I put stuffing inside the doll?"

"Yes ma'am! Just stick in that tube connected to the stuffing jar, and the bear will fill up!"

"But can't I just cut a hole in the bear and put in the stuffing myself?"

"Err... Not really. Besides, theres nothing to cut the bear wi-"

"She was cut off by the sound of Belarus brandishing a knife from inside her dress. She then stabbed a hole in the bear.

"EEP! W-well, I guess tha- that can d-do then!"

"Good. Now, how do we get the stuffing out of the jar. Why doesn't the cap open?"

"W-well, the stuffing is t-transported through that tube, and that goes into a slot only the s-stuffing can go through."

"This is gonna take a while."

30 AGONIZING hours later

The girl that was helping Belarus was on the floor, and she had a knife in her back. There was stuffing and fur everywhere. Belarus, for some reason had been keeping her dress and hair neat, and she had made the bear too. It was a brown bear with a russian hat, and a vodka bottle. She went out to find China, but she was surprised when she found him.

"No! K*i L*n is so much better then that ugly haircut D*ra!"

"You better shut that mouth! D*ra is way better then that puta!"

China was on one side of the store, with Spain on the other. They both had forts made of dolls, and were throwing plushies at each other.

"Umm... why?" Belarus went over to China's side

"Ah, Belarus!" China had snapped out of his war like state. "You're done-aru? Let's go now."

"Hey, Belarus! You look very good in that!" Spain's (loud) voice hollered through the store. Belarus, being a mix of murderous and embarrassed, just left with China.

Russia's place

"But Stalin!"

"No, I have to go! Winston Churchill is expecting me. This is about the war, too, so it's very important!"

"...Okay..." Russia watched as the man walked out of the front door. He was all alone. Lithuania was doing God knows what with Poland. Probably screwing. Knowing Poland, it's probably kinky stuff. Estonia was hanging out with America, as his computer broke again. And Latvia was talking to Britain about a new nation the British were building. Sea World, was it? Or was it Sealand? No, Sea World sounded better. Ukraine was just hanging out with... her cabbages, pretty much. No, that's not a sexual euphemism. And Belarus. Oh God, WHERE'S BELARUS NOW.

Russia was panicking. "I shouldn't have complimented her the other day! Now she is probably doing the stalking on me!" Russia rushed (Hah, get it? Cuz it sounds the same when-nevermind) to the dining room. He had installed a secret door there to hide in a bunker stocked with enough vodka and photos of China for a life time. But he saw Belarus in the room, and lost his shit.

He then saw something else on Belarus. Her hair was in a chopstick bun, and she was wearing a nice new dress. She was also holding a brown bear plushie with a cute hat and vodka.

"Ah, Belarus!"

"Russia! Hello!" Belarus was attempting to smile, as China told her before he dropped of Belarus.

"Belarus, you look very different today!"

"Thanks Russia! I hope you like the new look."

"The new look? You mean, you're wearing this from now on?"

"Is there a problem with that?" Belarus' heart dropped. Did she waste a day with China again?

"No, I like the look. It's just-I am so used to you wearing that dress of yours from before."

"But, I did this for y-"

"You look pretty just the way you are Belarus! You don't need to do the faking, Da?" Belarus should have felt a bit angry, but she realized something. Russia thought she was pretty with the way she looks?

"Oh. Thank you brother. I must go now, I'm sorry!" Belarus rushed out the front door, and stole Russia's car. Russia went out the door too.

"Wait! My car! I was going to buy more pipes. NOT THE PIPES!"

China's house, at night time

"Ha! That will teach Japan to piss me off! I took one of his hentai books-aru! Now, what secrets does Japan's mind really hold?" China was in his bed, holding his panda and a japanese hentai. Boy, was China in for a surprise.

"Alright, good so far. Okay, that boy is wearing a dress. And he's going into the bathroom. Oh god, why is he doing that in a public school-aru? Oh god, are those 2 girls with- THOSE GIRLS HAVE DICKS-ARU!" China wanted to look away, but he just couldn't. Luckily, before China found tentacles, Belarus burst through China's window. China threw the book under the bed so Belarus wouldn't find it.

"AIYAA! MY WINDOW! My precious window..." China stared at Belarus with contempt, but Belarus just grabbed him by his collar.

"Russia likes me for me! Oh my GOD!" Belarus was just shaking China back and forth, giving him the biggest headache.

"Ow! Belarus, my head hurts-aru!"

"Whoops, sorry! Either way, I still need your help with things!"

"Like what?"

"I still have to brush up on some skills. If I'm going to have Russia's children, I need to learn parenting. Give me one of your siblings. I need to babysit them!"

"What!?"

*Char Siu Bao: A type of steamed bun with BBQ pork. A staple in dim sum

**A few scottish dishes can be derived from french dishes. Not much though

*** When America and Canada stormed Normandy in WWII. Better known as D-Day