"Hey, Mathew, Jackson, Diego. We have a problem." Alfred sighed pulling them away from the crowd.

"So your name is Anastasia?" Ivan asked the little white haired girl.

She nodded, "Rada named me that."

"Rada?" Ivan asked.

"Yeah! She's what was before us. She's still in Alaska." Ana smiled.

Ivan nodded, Rada, sounded familiar.

"She's up on the mantle with Blue." Anastasia said putting the last of her blocks up on the tower she had made.

Ivan looked up at the mantle and got up and looked at the different photos.

"Here I show," Anastasia walked over and put her arms up. Ivan got the hint picking up the little girl. Ana moved a little before picking up a frame and showed it to Ivan.

There was a woman with very long white hair and purple eyes standing beside Austin, It was hard to tell it was him under his military uniform and cut hair. The woman was in the military uniform. They looked exhausted but proud. "WW2 Ended" was written on the frame.

"The girl is named Rada, She helped in wars. Austn was really tired after and just slept and ate," She laughed, "Rada took over Aussie's roll until he got better, then there was the cold war and Aussie got all sicky again."

"Sick?" Ivan echoed questionably.

"Yup, Yorkie said he had to go to a special hospital to help people with sick minds. Aussie said he would never go back so I don't think they followed all the doctor rules," the Alaskian said innocently.

"Sick minds?" Ivan echoed questionability. 'Mental illness' Ivan realized.

"All current countries please come to the dining room," Alfred's voice rang out throughout the house. Ivan put down Anastasia.

"I'll see you soon Mr Braginsky!" Anastasia said with a bright smile before running off.

Alfred watched as the countries trickled in. A few didn't show up due to his own instructions. This had ended up bad, the governments gave the ok if it meant they didn't have to pay for the states therapy.

No one noticed Alfred's sunglasses nor Navada's older form.

"Hello everyone! As you probably heard, SOMEONE isn't coping well that I can rise kids. ARTHUR. So i'm sorry It had to come to this but, I have to protect my kids. Dean." Once his name left Alfred a bright light filled the room. The nations all passed down at the table.

"Secret service, be gentle with them all," Alfred intructed as the men and woman in black suits filed into the room.

Alfred wore a solemn face as he watched the nations be carried off. They were gentle with all of them, as he instructed. They were loaded into vans and driven off to the nearest base to be brought back to their countries. Of course their siblings had gotten in the vans so they could stay with them or their family.

"That's over," Matthew said with a sigh Jack on his hip, the baby happily blabbering in ether French, English or a weird mix of both.

"Yeah, I feel kind of bad. Ivan liked Ana and Aaron" Alfred sighed.

"Yeah, but I think it's better with them hidden. They'll come out over time, Plus they have capitals to get back to." Jackson quipped patting Alfred's back.

"If they stayed much longer I think a few of the states would have lost it" Diego laughed, "The rest of America is in on hour little secret anyway, doing it slowly is probably for the best hermano."

Alfred let out a sigh watching the large gates slam shut.

"Yeah, your right. I feel bad for a few of them though. Keeks was scared to talk to Hawaii, None of them even realized that Valen is one of the dead republics and no one asked about the Cali duo's older bro. Antonio looked so excited to be around Aust again, Ivan warmed up to the Alaskan pups and Feliciano really took to Nixon." Alfred listed.

They nodded.

"We should probably start cleaning up and shipping their stuff," Alfred muttered as they all realized they had a long day ahead of them.

"Dude Cuba is gonna be pissed once he realizes how many of us there are" Jackson said laughing.

Alfred started laughing as well, "Especially since Aust is his nephew!" Alfred doubled over at the image of Cuba's shocked face.

Diego chuckled at the thought of Cuba's face upon seeing Austin again and knowing he's Al's son, "oh please let me tell him, I so want to record that!"

"Talk to Austin about that," Jackson laughed holding his stomach.

"I want to see Fin and Sweden's face learning we remember the viking ages," Matthew smiled.

"I need more therapy before we even think about doing that," Alfred sighed.

"A lot more therapy," Jackson sighed.

"You guys have some problems" Diego muttered, "Come on, I'll make sopapillas once all the kids head back home."

"Some still need rides, not all of their ages shoot up to driving," Jackson sighed.

"I need a nap and to put this one to bed," Matthew sighed. The others agreed.

Late at night someone began to write.

'Hola Tío Antonio,

I guess there's no time like the present.'