(What am I doing with this chapter-)

~A few weeks pass~

NK POV

Life is the worst.

No one likes me.

Everyone hates me.

Everyone wants me dead.

Everyone wishes I never existed.

Everything is so bad to the point that whenever my friends talk to me or try to help me I just hear insults. Countless insults engraved into my brain by the countries around the world.

I'm getting bullied by everyone and think my friends secretly hate me.

Yay.

Recently, I've been thinking about what would happen if I died. Would anyone care? Would anyone go to the funeral? What if no one even plans my funeral?

Whatever. It wouldn't be a surprise if the answer to all that is no.

I was in one of the bathrooms in the school. I had locked myself in the very last stall so I could cry my eyes out in peace. I don't know how long I've been here, and I frankly don't care. The longer I'm away from everyone the better.

I eventually heard the bathroom door open. I put my hand over my mouth to stop any cries from coming out and alerting the person I was here. I sat completely still to not make any noise.

"North Korea?" The person gently called.

What the..? Why are they calling for me? They sound like they mean no harm... No, they're gonna hurt me. They're trying to lure me out and then when the time is right they'll start hurting me. That's how it always goes.

"North Korea, I know you're in here..." The person continued.

No you don't.

"I checked every bathroom in the school if you don't believe me."

Okay, maybe you do.

"W-What..?" I sniffed. "What d-do you w-want..?"

I heard the person walk to the stall I was in. "I'm here to help... Please come out..." The person said gently.

I sniffed. I didn't move from my spot. They could be lying. But they could be telling the truth.

"North, please..."

I silently sighed and stood up. I walked to the stall door and hesitantly unlocked it. I peaked out. Mr. Lucas stood there looking at me worridly.

Great. Now a teacher is worrying about me. Awesome.

"Is everything alright, North Korea?" Mr. Lucas asked gently.

I shook my head slightly.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

I shrugged.

"Do you want to come out?"

I didn't move. Should I come out? Or should I not? I sat still thinking for a few moments before deciding to come out the stall. I slowly opened the door all the way and stepped out. I stared at the ground as Mr. Lucas took a small step towards me. "Come on, we can talk in the front office." He smiled at me.

I nodded silently and followed him out the bathroom. As we walked down the hall other countries stared and whispered. I threw my hoodie on and pulled on the strings, covering most of my face.

Once we reached the front office, Mr. Lucas opened the door and let me go in first. I went inside and heard him close the door behind him. Mr. Bull was standing there with a few more of the front office workers. "Hello North Korea." He greeted.

"Greetings sir..." I forced a small smile but it dwindled quickly.

A woman stepped forward. She smiled softly at me. "North Korea, I've heard about you."

"You...you have..?"

She nodded. "My name is Ms. Rose, I'll be your counselor for the rest of the school year."

"Counselor..?"

"Mhm. I've been told you've been having some problems with your fellow classmates and mental health."

I avoided eye-contact and nodded slightly.

Ms. Rose hummed. "Follow me, please."

Ms. Rose walked to the office door and opened it. She looked back at me with a soft, reassuring smile. I was nervous, to be honest. I looked back at Mr. Bull, Mr. Lucas, and the other staff. "Go on, Ms. Rose will help you." Mr. Bull said.

I looked back at Ms. Rose. She didn't looked annoyed or mad, much to my surprise. She was still smiling softly. Is she being...patient with me? I think she is... But why?

I slowly started stepping toward Ms. Rose. I eventually left the office and heard her close the door. She started walking down the hall and motioned for me to follow her. I walked beside her, still nervous.

There were only a few countries in the hall. Even so, they stared at us when we walked by. I kept staring at the floor and staying close to Ms. Rose as we walked. I don't know why, but I trust her.

Excuse me, what?

Ah, great. There's the random voice in my head I've been hearing.

You don't even know this lady, and you trust her? Just like that? What happened to the North that was cold and didn't trust someone new?

.....

Silent now, are we? Pathetic. You're a useless shell of who you used to be.

No I'm not...

Yes you are. Look at you, Ms. Rose even thinks you're a freak.

"North?"

I flinched. See? The voice then disappeared.

I hesitantly looked up at Ms. Rose. She was looking at me, worried. "Are you alright? You were murmering and shaking."

I was? I looked at my hands and sure enough, they were shaking. I noticed my body was, too. "Y-Yeah... I'm okay..."

Ms. Rose didn't say anything and continued walking. My heart was pounding in my nonexistent ears. I didn't want my own counselor to dislike me, the whole school already does.

We eventually reached the staircase and walked up them. "...Where are we going?" I asked.

"To my office." Ms. Rose responded.

We walked down the hallway and I saw a door that said "Counselor's Office". This must be Ms. Rose's room.

Ms. Rose opened the door and I walked inside. The room's walls were a soft blond color while the floor was a pastel blue. The right and left walls were decorated with posters, drawings, paintings, and pictures. A giant blue rug covered most of the room.

In the center of the room sat Ms. Rose's desk. It had a red vase filled with yellow roses on one side. On the other sat a framed picture of Ms. Rose and two other young looking blanks; one boy and one girl. Maybe her kids?

Other than that her desk just had three notebooks, a cup full of pens and markers, another full of pencils, and a small stack of stickers with positive messages.

There was a chair in front of the desk and another behind it. "Please have a seat." Ms. Rose said, going to the chair behind the desk and sitting down it.

I hesitantly walked over to the other chair and sat down. I looked around the room, trying to distract myself from the conversation we were going to have. "Nice room..." I said. It was actually kinda nice.

"Thank you. I might change some stuff up later on, I put everything up two days ago." Ms. Rose replied with a happy tone.

Maybe I can ask her questions and get to know her to avoid the original conversation? Worth a shot. "Um...are you new here?" I asked.

"Yes, actually. Though, this isn't the first school I've worked at. But it is the first one where I've been with you countries, so I'm very excited." She smiled softly at me.

"How many schools have you worked at?"

"Seven. First two were elementary, the third was a middle school, then the remaining were high school."

"Were you ever fired?"

"No, I just chose to move on."

I looked at the framed picture. "Who are those two? The boy and the girl?"

Ms. Rose looked at the picture and her smile grew wider. "Those are my kids, Jake and Grace. I adopted them when they were little. You might've seen them around, Grace works with her friend, Isabelle, at a coffee shop and Jake works at an ice cream shop a block away from her."

"You said you adopted them?"

Ms. Rose nodded.

"Can you tell me how?"

"You sure?"

I nodded.

"Okay then." Ms. Rose leaned back in her chair. "Two months after Jake was born their parents hired a babysitter, who was my sister, Charlotte, cause they wanted to go on a date together. They told Charlotte they'd be gone for the rest of the day and would return in the morning. The next morning though, they never turned up. Charlotte didn't think anything of it since it was normal for parents to forget to contact her when something came up.

"Then came lunch time. Grace was asking for her parents and all Charlotte could respond with was 'They'll be home soon.' An hour pass lunchtime Charlotte decided to text the parents and try to see why they weren't back yet. Another hour later, she still hadn't received a text back. She tried calling them five times, and every time they never picked up the phone.

"It was then that she called police and reported them missing. She had to inform the relatives of the parents, but it turns out only the mom's mom was willing to take care of the kids, the others never responded. So Charlotte dropped Grace and her baby brother off at the grandma's and had to leave for important family matters.

"A month later, police still couldn't find a lead on the dissapearence of the parents. Some people theorized the parents ran away somewhere without telling anyone so they didn't have to take care of their kids. Charlotte disagreed with theories like this. She had babysitted for those parents before, and it was obvious to her they loved Grace and Jake.

"Another month passes and police still haven't found anything. The grandma unfortunately passes away and Grace and Jake are forced to go to a Foster Care.

"A few years later, Charlotte finally tells me what happened back then. I had met Grace and Jake before and hearing this broke my heart. After some digging I found the Foster Care they were in and went to it. They were so happy when they saw me, and I was happy when I saw them.

"Then after some paperwork I adopted them. I raised them and they are currently teenagers working part-time jobs. That brings us to now."

"...Were the parents ever found..?"

Ms. Rose sighed. "No.. It's unfortunate, too, they were amazing people. The mother was a doctor and the father owned a business. The sweetest people I've ever known."

"..If you don't mind me asking...what were their names..?"

"The mother's name was Veronica and the father's name was Henry."

I nodded and went silent. I remember hearing something like this before. I wasn't paying that much attention though, so I'm not sure if it was the same case.

Ms. Rose clapped and leaned forward. "Alright, enough about me. We're here for you."

Oh god.

~Time skip~

It was the end of my time with Ms. Rose. To be honest, I didn't really want to leave. But I knew I had to. It was lunchtime, anyway. "Oh! Here's your new schedule." Ms. Rose handed me my schedule. "You no longer go to Social Studies. Instead, you come here!"

I smiled slightly. That's good. I don't have to deal with Ms. Ginger anymore. "Alright.. Thank you, Ms. Rose."

"You're welcome, North. Now hurry, you don't want to miss lunch." Ms. Rose chuckled.

I nodded with a smile and stood up. I walked to the door and opened it. I waved to her before leaving. She waved back and I closed the door behind me.

Once I entered the hall, I started walking in the direction of my locker. Hm..maybe I should grab my lunchbox first and then go to Ms. Rose's room. That way I can just head straight to lunch once our session is over.

Yeah, I think I might start doing that.

I arrived at my locker and put the combo in. As I was doing so and grabbing my lunchbox I heard two countries walk by me. "Did you hear that Ms. Ginger actually made Finland cry?" One of them asked the other.

I closed my locker and looked at the two countries. Slovakia and Slovenia. It seemed Slovakia was the one who asked the question. "No, I didn't. How?" Slovenia asked.

I started following them. I mean, the lunch room was in the same direction they were walking in so I kinda had to. "Norway got injured badly earlier before Finland went to her class. He had his hand raised but she kept ignoring him and calling on other students. It was only until Wales raised her hand and told Ms. Ginger Finland wanted to ask something. That's when she finally called on him.

"Finland asked if he could leave to check on his brother. Ms. Ginger asked why."

"Of course she did." Slovenia said. "It's Ms. Ginger."

Slovakia nodded and continued. "Finland told her about Norway and then asked his question again. Ms. Ginger then declined and started saying stuff about how it was probably Finland's fault Norway got hurt in the first place. She said some more stuff and Finland eventually started crying."

"Aw... I feel bad for him..." Slovenia said.

"I do, too... He was sniffling for the rest of the lesson.." Slovakia sighed. "I wanna give him a hug."

"Me too.." Slovenia glanced behind them and then turned to me. "North Korea?"

Slovakia whipped around. "You!"

I flinched. She suddenly smiled and hugged my slightly. "I was looking for you in Social Studies! Where were you?"

"U-Um... Counselor..." I murmered, confused.

"You go to a counselor now?" Slovenia sighed. "That makes sense.. I'm really sorry you have to go through all this bullying."

"U-Uh...it's fine..?" I was surprised. I didn't expect this to be their reactions to me.

"Come on, we'll walk you to your table. We can make sure your bullies don't bother you." Slovakia offered.

"Oh.. Uh...sure..! Thank you..." I smiled slightly.

"No problem! Now come on, your friends are probably worried."

The two female countries started walking. I followed after them, making sure I stayed close. They both talked to me and wished me good luck on my situation. The smile I had grew wider.

We eventually reached the lunch room doors. Slovenia opened them and walked through with me and Slovakia behind her. Like they said, they walked me to my lunch table.

China stood up and walked over. "Did anything happen to him?" He asked as I hugged him.

Slovenia and Slovakia shook their heads. "Doesn't seem like it. We walked him here in case any countries wanted to pick on him." Slovakia said.

China held me tightly and smiled at them. "Thank you."

"No problem!" Slovenia waved and walked to the table the Balkans sat at. Food was being thrown and everyone was screaming at each other. Slovakia walked to where her brother, Czechia, sat.

China lead to me to our table and we sat down. Iran, Indonesia, Martial Law, and Russia waved. I waved back. "I have a new schedule." I said.

"New schedule? What is it?" Martial asked.

I showed them all the schedule Ms. Rose gave me. "I go to Ms. Rose's room instead of Social Studies now."

"Lucky you. Ms. Ginger was in a real bad mood today. Did you hear what she did to Finland?" Indonesia asked.

"Mhm. Slovenia and Slovakia were talking about it."

"Fits. What happened spread like wildfire. I wouldn't be surprised if every country already knows what happened." Iran said.

"Has anyone seen Finland?" I asked.

"He ran out of the classroom and down the hall I hear. I've looked around the lunchroom three times and he isn't here. He might be with Norway in the nurse's office." China explained.

"He is. Estonia got a call from him on his way to lunch. My brother might be with him right now." Russia said.

I started eating. "Hopefully he's okay..." Martial murmered.

"Yeah.."

The table went silent. A few moments later we heard Indonesia murmer something. "Did you say something, Indo?" Iran asked.

"...I miss Netherlands..." Indonesia said a little louder.

We all got quiet again. "I do, too..." I said.

"We all do..." Russia looked away from us all with a sad look.

"Maybe...maybe if I had gone with him he wouldn't be missing..." Indonesia sniffed.

Iran wiped a tear away. "The police and UN will find him, I'm sure of it. They'll find him, and they'll find the rest, too."

"Yeah, we have to keep our hopes up. We could help as well, keep a look out for suspicious looking things or countries." Martial said.

Indonesia smiled slightly. "Yeah...yeah, we can. We should."

"Iran?"

We all turned to a country standing next to Iran awkwardly. How had we not seen him before? Whatever, I recognized the flag as Iraq's flag. "What is it?" Iran sighed.

"Jordan wants to talk to you."

"Alright. Be right back, guys." Iran stood up and followed Iraq to Jordan.

"Should we watch?" Russia asked.

"Maybe we shouldn't. It's none of our business, anyway." I said.

"North's right." Martial agreed.

"Okay then." Russia shrugged.

We talked for a bit before Iran came back over. "Hey Iran! What was that about?" China asked.

Iran sat down silently. "Nothing." He said.

"You sure? You sound upset."

Iran was silent for a few moments before sighing. "Jordan wants me to stop sitting with you guys and start sitting with him and the others."

"Oh... What happened?" Russia asked.

"I declined and they got a little upset. Started asking stuff like 'What did they do for you?' Crap like that. I just walked away." He went back to eating.

"...I...I don't want to ruin your friendship with them..." I said.

"No, no, North, it's fine. Besides, they only got a little upset. I still hang out with them outside of school." Iran reassured me.

"Okay then..."

"Let's talk about something else?" He asked.

We all agreed.

SK POV

The end of lunch was dreadful. I heard what Ms. Ginger did to Finland so I was kinda nervous about going to her class. "Nervous, South?" I heard someone ask me as I walked.

I turned to them and saw Poland. "Yeah, a little..." I admitted.

Poland smiled at me. "Don't be. Just don't ask anything and do everything she says and you should be fine."

"Okay...thanks Poland." I smiled back at him.

"No problem!"

Hungary walked up to us and talked with Poland the rest of the way to class. Hungary had to go since he had a different class to go to and rushed off. Poland waved after him and followed me into the Social Studies room.

Every country filed in silently. We sat at our desks and looked nervously at Ms. Ginger. Sure enough, she looked like she was in a bad mood. She growled slightly and started teaching the lesson.

I did what Poland told me. I stayed silent and listened to what she said and did what she told me to. Even if I was confused on something I didn't ask any questions.

It seemed every country was doing the same thing I was. Though it seemed Ms. Ginger avoided looking and talking to Poland. That's weird. Welp, guess it's easier for him to survive this classroom.

It felt like it had been forever before the bell rang. I got up and bounded out of the room with the other countries behind me. I noticed Poland stayed behind so I was very confused when the closed the classroom door with himself still inside it. I was worried about him, too.

"South! You survived!" I felt someone hug me from behind.

I almost fell but caught myself. "Woah!"

"Sorry!" They pulled away and stepped in front of me. "You survived the tyrant! I'm so happy for you!" America smiled.

I smiled as well. "Thanks! But I"m worried about Poland."

"Why?"

"He didn't leave the classroom. He closed the door after everyone left."

"Ah, sheesh... Let's hope he lives."

"Yeah..."

"Let's get to our next class now. Don't wanna be late!" America started walking.

I chuckled and followed him. "You, the United States of America, don't want to be late for class?"

"I mean, Britain will me ban from the game systems for a month if I miss or am late for one more class so..." He chuckled.

"Yeah, that makes sense now."

"How's your day been?" America asked.

"Good, you?"

"Good as well. Oh, you wanna hear something about Nada?"

"What?"

"He's considering talking and hanging out with your brother more. He might even start sitting at his table."

"That's cool! I hear Spain's thinking of the same thing."

"Didn't Spain defend North when Mr. Ferndale made fun of him that one time?"

"Mhm!"

"Well that's nice to know."

We eventually reached my class. "See you, America!" I waved as he continued walking.

He waved back. "See ya, South! I'll see you later, okay?"

"Okay!"

I walked into the classroom and took my seat.

~Time skip~

Finally, the school day was over. Strangely enough, I hadn't seen North around a whole bunch. It would make sense, though, he's probably trying to avoid his bullies. I was walking to my house when I got a notification sound. It wasn't just any notification sound.

I quickly checked my phone and saw that UN called an emergency meeting. I rushed home and opened my front door. I threw my backpack into my house and closed and locked the door. I sprinted to the meeting building.

Once I reached it I gasping for breath. "South!" America held me up. "Did you run all the way here?"

I nodded as I continued. "Help me...help me inside..."

America nodded and helped me up the stairs and into the building. Another door sat ten feet in front of us and we walked to it. We entered the meeting room and saw about twenty countries there already. UN and the other organisations weren't in there yet.

America helped me to my seat and then walked to his own. I closed my eyes and focused on catching my breath. By the time I opened my eyes again, even more countries had shown up and my brother was sitting beside me. "Are you okay, South?" Japan asked. He was standing beside me.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just tired." I sat up and looked at him.

"America told me you ran all the way here. You should really get a car."

I shrugged. "I'll think about it."

Japan walked away to his seat. More and more countries showed up until almost country were in their seats. For some reason, Russia's siblings and Soviet weren't there. Russia brushed it off and said they were coming, they just needed to handle things first.

UN was standing at the front with EU, NATO, ASEAN, and African Union at his sides. "You all might be confused on why I called this meeting, well, we found something that will help us with the missing cases."

Everyone was staring at UN. "Well, what is it?" Yemen asked.

UN held something up. Wait- What the frick is that? It's small. What. The. Frick-

What the heck is that?

"You might be confused on what it is." AU said as UN handed EU the thing.

The countries nodded. "Yeah, well, we're not sure either."

"What the fri-"

Haiti got interrupted by ASEAN. "But! We found out it has audio in it."

"So we're gonna play it!" NATO pushed ASEAN aside as EU put the thing into...something that plays audio.

I need to get more sleep.

"NATO, WHAT F-"

BRICS slapped a hand over ASEAN's mouth as the audio began to play.

A bit of static sounds before we heard a male voice. "Sure, I guess..."

Another male voice. "Come on, Middle. Soviet stopped talking to you a while ago, why are you hesitant?"

Middle?

"I dunno..."

"What about you?"

A female voice now. "We...we can't do that to him."

"And why not?"

"Because Soviet's my ex-husband."

The audio stopped. Everyone was silent, even the organisations. I stood up. "I recognize that voice."

UN flinched slightly. "What?"

"I recognize the female voice! Remember when I called you told you about that call?"

UN thought for a moment. "Oh, yeah."

I sighed. "South, maybe you should stay with us for a bit..." America looked at me, worried.

"N-No...I'm fine..." I sat down again. "I'll be fine, it was a while ago, anyway."

America sighed. "I'll talk to after the meeting..."

"The female voice said she was Soviet's ex." Israel said. "One of the male voices also said to the other that Soviet stopped talking to him a while ago, so it's clear that Soviet at one point had a relationship with two of them."

"So let's call him!" NATO shouted.

"Papa's phone died." Russia said.

"Oh."

An awkward silence settled in. "Oh, wait! Russia, do you know who your mom is?" UN asked.

Russia shook his head and sank down in his seat slightly. "Sorry..."

AU sighed. "Britain."

Britain looked at her. "Hm?"

"Do you know who Soviet's ex is?"

"How could Britain know?" Vietnam snorted.

"Me and him have been friends since childhood, get over it. And no, I don't know who his ex is..."

"Wait, how? Didn't you say you were-" AU's mouth got covered by WTO.

"I just...can't remember..." Britain mumbled and scooted closer to France.

"Alright then."

"Meeting dismissed." UN announced suddenly.

"Wait what?" Nigeria asked.

"Meeting dismissed, go home. Now." UN walked out the room.

EU, worried, followed him. So did the other organisations.

Wait, I'm confused.

~Time skip~

I ended up declining America's offer to stay with him and his family for a bit. I'll admit it, I almost accepted when he started begging because I felt bad.

I was walking home next to North and China. China was holding North close and had a worried look on his face. I sighed. "How are you both doing?" I asked.

"Worried..." China replied. North didn't say anything.

My lips pursed together tightly. "UN and the others will figure out what's going on, I know it."

"Y-Yeah..." North murmered.

Eventually we reached my and North's houses. North surprisingly hugged me tightly. "See you later..." He murmered.

I hugged him back. "See you."

We pulled away and walked up to our front doors. I unlocked and opened mine. As I was entering, I saw from the corner of my eye that China kissed and hugged North tightly before he had to leave.

I closed my front door and sighed. I looked at my backpack and grumbled a little. Homework is the last thing I wanna do right now. I walked upstairs. I'm gonna listen to K-POP instead; it's more relaxing after all.

Middle POV

The four of us were in our meeting room. Tall was panicking. "How do they have that?! Where did that audio come from?! Where- I-"

"Tall, calm down!" Buff took a step towards her.

"How?! How the frick am I supposed to calm down when they can find out who I am any second!?" She started hyperventilating.

Buff grabbed her shoulders and shook her. "Tall! Listen to me, you need to calm down, okay? We're all freaked out about it, but we need to stay calm."

Tall nodded frantically and started taking deep breaths. Buff sighed and pulled away from her. "Sit down."

Tall sat in her seat and eested her head in her arms. "Middle, come with me. Small, stay with Tall." Buff walked out the room and I followed after him.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"To Soviet and Russia's house."

~Time skip~

Buff and I sat hidden in some bushes near the Russian house. It was nighttime now. "Alright, we'll sneak in and kidnap Soviet, okay? I need you to make sure we can get out fast when we do." Buff told me.

Normally I wouldn't be taking orders but I didn't have any better ideas. "Alright."

"Be quiet, we can't wake Russia up." Buff whispered and started creeping towards the house.

I followed him and we snuck inside.

Third Person POV

Soviet woke up in his bed, obviously. He yawned and sat up. His mouth felt a little dry so he decided to get a drink of water before heading back to sleep.

He slid out of bed and stood up. He opened his bedroom door and began walking down the hallway. He went down the stairs and was walking through the living room or the kitchen when he was grabbed from behind.

Startled, he elbowed whoever grabbed him in the stomach and heard a grunt from them. Their grip on him loosened and he took the chance to break free. He whipped around to face his attacker but was tripped by another.

Russia POV

A thump from downstairs woke me up. I slid out of bed and tiredly walked into the hallway. I glanced in the direction of Soviet's door and saw it was open. Yup, Soviet's out of bed and doing something. He must've fell.

I decided to check on him and began walking towards the stairs. I began going down them. "Папа, you alright?"

I heard noises. Struggling, it sounded like. I reached the bottom of the stairs and looked into the living room. I saw Soviet struggling against someone who was trying to knock him out. "Russia!" He called out before getting punched in tbe gut.

"Get away from him!" I started rushing to them but felt pain my shins. "Gah!" I fell to the floor.

I looked up and saw a smaller male. He was the one who kicked my shins. I looked in Soviet's direction and saw he was growing tired, a cloth was being held over his face as well. "Get away from him!" I yelled and tried rushing to them but the other male grabbed and held me back.

He pressed some cloth up against my face. As I struggled I noticed it smelled weird. I soon began losing energy and passes out.

Middle POV

I felt Russia go limp in my arms and let out a sigh of relief. "You alright, Buff?" I asked.

Buff nodded, holding a now unconscious Soviet. "I'm fine." He sighed. "Guess we'll have to take Russia back, too."

"Mhm. Come on, let's get out of here."

We snuck out the house with a little bit of difficulty with the unconscious countries. We crept away from the house.

Estonia POV

Next morning

Finland and I were walking to Soviet and Russia's house. "Do I have to come?" Finland asked, a little annoyed.

"Jah, (Yes,) Finny."

"Why can't I just stay at your house?"

"Because I want you to come."

Finland crossed his arms and grumbled as I chuckled. "Cheer up, it's not that bad."

"Yes, it is."

"No, it's not. We'll only be there for an hour, okay?"

"An hour?!"

"Yes, an hour."

Finland made some noises before sighing in defeat. I chuckled at him.

We eventually reached the house. I took out my key and unlocked the front door. "Ready, babe?" I turned to Finland?

Finland sighed. "Ready..."

I opened the front door and stepped inside. The living room was a mess. "Wow." Finland looked at the mess.

"Papa ne permettrait pas ça... (Dad wouldn't allow this...)" I murmered.

I went upstairs and began walking down the wall. I went to Russia's room first since it was the closest. The door was wide open and I stepped inside.

His bed covers were moved aside in a way that you would when you get out of bed. I ran out his room and down the hall to the Soviet's room. His door was also wide open. I rushed inside and saw his bed covers were the same way.

I then proceeded to run around the house and knock on every door and checked every room. Bathrooms? Check. Kitchen? Check. Backyard? Check. Everything else? Check.

I ran back into the living room. "Esti? Is something wrong?" Finland looked at me, worried.

"Call UN!"

"What?"

"Call him! NOW!"

Finland pulled out his phone and started dialing UN's number. "Esti, what's going on?" He put the phone up to his nonexistent ear.

I didn't answer and stared at the mess. "Please don't be real... Please don't be real... Please don't be real... Please don't be real..."