This chapter is in his POV. Not reader's POV.

America-

Today is a day, just like every other day. Except it isn't. 'Cause today, our hero is having a midlife crisis.

"HOLY SH*T! I'M IN LOVE WITH A GIRL! A REALLY CUTE GIRL!" I yell at the top of my lungs in my room.

Ya see, (Y/N) is going to France for something her brother is forcing her to do. I didn't get the details. But she is supposed to be gone for a long time, AND THAT'S JUST UNBEARABLE. THE HERO IS SUPPOSED TO HAVE HIS SIDEKICK WITH HIM AT ALL TIMES!! WHO DO I PUNCH TO FIX THIS? FRANCE, IT'S FRANCE. I HAVE TO PUNCH FRANCE TO FIX THIS!

I pull out a map of America and search for France anywhere on the map. I mean, it has to be somewhere right?

"DAMN IT, WHERE IS FRANCE?!" I yell to myself as I keep searching. Then England busts down the door to my room and violently smacks me, like the villain he is. Yelling at me to shut up. But how can I shut up? I'M THE HERO. A HERO THAT'S MISSING HIS SIDEKICK! England starts to lecture me on respecting people's privacy, but I'm not paying attention.

England-

Man... why does (Y/N) have to be off in Italy on today of all days? America won't stop yelling about being in love and it's really starting to annoy me... I miss him... I miss him a lot, actually. We would meet up at random in the park and just wander the street talking until the sun went down. He always seemed so charming in the sunset lighting. It wasn't until... 2 months of being around him that I realized that I have feelings for him.

"DAMN IT, WHERE IS FRANCE?!" I hear America shout from up in his room.

Alright I've had enough of this! I burst into his room and give him a good smack.

"Will you shut up, you bloody wanker!" I shout at him and start my lecture on how you should respect people's privacy but I have a feeling he's not even paying attention. I'm starting to feel like he's going through one of those midlife crisis's.

France-

She really is a beauty. Her personality is just the best and, to be honest here, I'm kinda happy she didn't take my thought on the dress. Looking back on it, a dress really wouldn't fit her open friendliness. She always know what to say, how to act, and can improve jokes on the spot.

Women like her are truly amazing. To have the confidence to look at all your flaws and love yourself is rare among today, everyone seems to have that one thing they don't like. I really like the mamoizelle, no, not 'like'. Love. I love her. And hopefully, she can love me back. If not, at least we can still be close friends.

China-

"AHHHHHHH. I'M DYING. WHAT DO I DO? I HAVEN'T SEEN (Y/N) FOR HOURS." I yell all dramatic like.

"It's been, like, 30 minutes. How long are you going to whine old man?" Hong Kong asks.

"Yes, I am very confused. Who is (Y/N)?" Taiwan asks.

"Only the cutest person in the world! She's a little pudgy and shy because of it. But it's SOOO CUTE! She's really friendly when you get to know her, and can actually be really confident, aru! Awwww, one time she was in a little sun dress that looked like Hello Kitty and it was so adorable! OH! Once, I took her to a cake buffet, the gleam in her eyes were sooooooo cute! You wouldn't believe what she did at the park-" I was ever so rudely cut off by Hong Kong.

"OMG! We don't need to know everything you did with this girl. I'm giving you one piece of advice, make sure you take it old man. Ask this girl out before someone steals her from you. And get over your stupid whining. It's seriously annoying." Hong Kong tells me. And then, I have a revelation. I love (Y/N). Yes, I'll take Hong Kong's advice. Let's just hope she loves me back.

Russia-

I can't believe Sunflower was able to get up immediately after falling 12 stories. She seems really comfortable with the thought of being my friend. And it's very easy to make her laugh! And I like it a lot, da! She is a really nice and warm person. I wonder how far down she can fall before she stops moving though... wouldn't that be a fun experience, da? The very thought of her makes me warm up... and heart fall out on few occasions. (His heart can literally do that and he can just pop it back in his chest whenever it happens. It's crazy!) I look around my living room and see the Baltics just entered the room with my vodka. I pick up the bottle and start downing it.

"Um... is it just me or does Mr.Russia seem just a little more distant than he usually is?" Latvia points out.

"Latvia, be careful about what you say around him. You don't possibly know how he could act!" Lithuania starts to panic.

I look over at the both of them and they start to sweat and shake uncontrollably. I would do something about it, but the last time I did the silence only lasted a few minutes. I get up from my spot on the couch, knock on the table 3 times and leave the house to go to the secret field of sunflowers, so I can think in peace. I hope I can bring (Y/N) here someday. I hope I can tell her I love her. I hope she loves me too.

Canada-

"Kumafuji, how do you talk to a cute girl?" I ask my little polar bear.

"Who are you?" he says the age old question.

"I'm your owner, Canada." I deadpan.

~~~TO ENGLAND~~~

"England, how do you talk to a cute girl?" the same question to a different person.

"Oh, you have someone you like?" England asks back.

"Y-yes. She- she's really pretty and confident. And she ha-has a horse. And she's just, so-so cool. And she can actually talk to me!" I explain to England.

"Well, I'd say you're in love." the smart brit before me tells.

"Yeah... I guess you're right. What should I do?" I press.

"Tell her what you truly think about her. Be polite. Be honest with yourself. And... be truthful, I guess." he says, more so to himself than me.

"Is there anything else I need to know?" I ask, just to be safe.

"Oh! If you are going to commit to a relationship, don't cheat. Women hate it and trust issues start." he answers.

"No cheating. Got it."

Italy-

Siesta time~ I jump on my-a bed and-a snuggle under the-a covers, ready to have a nice-a nap~

~~~20 minutes later~~~

GHAAAA! WHY CAN'T I-A SLEEP?! WHY? EVERYTIME I-A CLOSE MY EYES I JUST-A SEE (Y/N)! I just want a good siesta, but I-a can't even do that-a without thinking of the bella ragazza. What's wrong with me. I've flirted with-a many woman in my time, why is this-a happening now?

There's-a just something about this-a bella ragazza that makes her irresistible. I-a think Grandpa Rome said something about it. Wait. Could I be in-a love? Well, if I am-a, I'm not letting her go. I-a promise myself!

Prussia-

(Y/N) iz just so awzome... I've started to notice that I've been talking about her a lot in mien awezome diaries. She's been invading mein awezome mind after ve meet. Her hair is just so soft, her guitar skillz are somezhing to behold, and her personality iz zhat of a drinking buddy. She is absolutely amazing in every conceivable vay. Und my chest just seems to heat up vhen it comes to think of her. I can't help but stutter. Geez, zhe awezome me is starting to sound like one of zhose love struck foolz.

"East, is zhere somezhing vrong?" Vest brakes through my thoughts.

"Vest, I zhink I might be in love..." I trail off.

"Good for jou zhen?"

"Nien! Zhe awezome me doesn't need a relationship! Friends and company is for zhe veak und incompitant! I don't need a relationship! Ja... ja... I don't need a relationship..." I try to reason. But I know I vasn't convincing anyvone. Vest takes a seat next to me und passes me zhe beer he vas holding.

"Don't vorry about it. Jou clearly like zhis person. Just talk to zhem and date zhem before zhey're taken." I tell me and pats me on the back before leaving.

"I normally don't do zhis but he may have a point." I mumble to mein awezome self. Beobachten sie es bitte, Fritz Vater. (Please look after me, Frits Father.)

Germany-

Vhy must zhis girl sneak into zhe house every time she haz to crash somevhere. It's really killing a lot of mien precious time. Und, I don't know vhy, but I've been going through a string of viel glück (good luck). But zhe more important question is, vhy do I keep letting her? Her cuteness has somezhing to do vith it. She seems trustful enough. She stopped lying about her friends sneaking in.

She's definitely somezhing to keep East und Italy distracted. Und she's a new drinking buddy for East und me. She even showed us how to basically inhale a can of beer in a second. Still don't know if zhat's a gut zhing or a bad zhing. But it definitely saves time.

*sighs* She's a cute, trustfull, reliable person just like anyvone else vith reason.So vhy do I feel so nervous around zhe frau?

I look at the said frau sleeping avay on zhe couch. Mien gott, first East has a crush und now me? Vhat is zhe vorld coming to?

Japan-

I just don't get it. Why do I keep thinking about (Y/N)? It doesn't make sense. I've been isorated before, and the thought of company never occurred to me once. Now I suddenry want the company of (Y/N)? It doesn't make sense.

Okay, ret's see what I drew. *^* Another manga sketch of (Y/N). In the trash it goes *Hand hovers above the trash can*... come on*the hand is starting to tremble*... it's just a piece of paper... my god, my hand is shaking. FINE. I WON'T THROW IT AWAY. I srip the sketch into a binder with 257 other sketches of (Y/N). Oh my god, this is getting out of hand.

I rub the area of her cheek. I wonder what her skin feels like... I wonder how soft it is... Maybe I do love her.

Romano-

Wow, (Y/N) certainly is quite the catch. The ragazza can-a talk for hours on a single thing that happens in her head. She is-a super comfortable with me cussing people out and is-a just super laid back in general. Though I guess that-a doesn't perfectly shield her from doing some weird things. Her-a logic is so flawed but it also makes perfect sense.

Sul serio(seriously), put her in a room with several doors. Her-a first thought is to find the key to the only locked one. Make-a her pick between 2 brands of chocolate, she'll pick 'the third option' or her favorite one. She's quite-a fun to be around though. She can somehow-a multitask, working on 3 different 'projects' at once. How limited is this-a ragazza's imagination!? *sigh* Calm down Romano, she's obviously not like-a all the other girls you've-a meet. She's just... special... yeah, she's special and... you like her. You just don't want to admit it.

I scroll through my contacts list and look at her number. Maybe I really should tell her I'm-a indragostit de ea (in love with her.)

Spain-

(Y/N) is soooo fun! I can't wait to meet her again tomorrow! She's so interesting. It's like she can talk to the dog she's training. Which, I swear she is. I've seen her hold conversations with that Sheperd.

Aside from talking to animals, she's really nice. I saw her take care of a lost kid, and bring her back to her mom. Isn't that just the nicest thing! She's stopped fights and got both parties to apologise. She taught a pup with a prosthetic how to walk. This girl is a walking miracle. AND SHE'S SINGLE! YES! I HAVE A CHANCE!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Geeze, I'm a little sick today, so I might as well copy+paste this to Wattpad for you to enjoy. It's short, I know, but it's fun. And I had fun writing it. Welp, see ya in the next one!