Haayyyy, gaaaiz. I'm back. Okay, well sorry for the wait, and this might be a little obvious but I felt the need to point out that each chapter is labeled with all the countries names that are in it. So you can see who I've already done, look up your favorites or look up some that you've forgotten how the scene went. I know that was really obvious but I just wanted to stress it again because it might help you wait for the next chapter you, know, I've already got a lot written if you miss this story just go pick a character you want to read again. :) And by the way, if I didn't use that method this chapter would probably be labeled something like "girl power." :) Hee hee, enjoy if you dare... :)

(Requested by Angelwings263, The Singing Maiden)

Hungary: *smiles proudly and opens her mouth* MARUKAITTEEE CHIKYUUUUU… MARUKAITE

Hidekaz: *grimacing. (She sounds like a dying bird's claws screeching down a chalkboard)* Um, Elizaveta!

Hungary: *smiles brightly*

-Silence-

Hidekaz: Can… you um… I don't know… *scratches head* …. Sing better?

Hungary: … you're joking right? I'm one of the prettiest girls on the show. I have to be the best singer!

Hidekaz: PAHAHAHAHA! OF COURSE I'M JOKING! Go ahead. *the pen trembles in his hand right before he places it back on the desk*

Hungary: MARUKAITE CHIKYUU! MARUKAITE CHIKYUU! MARUKAITE CHIKYUU!

Hidekaz: GAAAAAAAAAHHHHH! *slams feet upon the underside of the desk and claws his fingers through his hair* I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! YOU'RE MORE ANNOYING THAN THE HEAD ON COMMERCIALS! YOU'RE MORE ANNOYING THAN MY MOTHER IN LAW! YOU'RE MORE ANNOYING THAN "HEY AUSTRIA"!

Hungary: *pulls out frying pan from behind her, smacks it on her palm and approaches him with dagger eyes*

Hidekaz: No, no, Hungary! I didn't mean it! Joking face, see? Why can't any of you countries take constructive criticism without starting a nuclear war… OW, STOP, OWWWWW! PLEASE, HUNGA….

(Requested by Hetaliaworldpeace123, The Singing Maiden)

Belarus: I'm going to continue standing here until you tell me to do something that doesn't make me want to hurt you.

Hidekaz: That's not a lot of things, is it?

Belarus: *continues standing there, refusing to sing as her glaring eyes move from his face, to down towards her feet* What's this doing here?

Hidekaz: What?

Belarus: *picks up frying pan and fingers it gently*

Hidekaz: *eyes widen* Oh, you found that?

Belarus: *gives him usual dark glare* I like this.

Hidekaz: *flails arms desperately before she can start to approach him* Wait! I pay you, remember?

Belarus: True. And I wanted a challenge anyway… *leaves the room as Hidekaz sighs in relief*

-There was a moment of silence until all of a sudden Hidekaz could hear every curse word from the languages of both Belgium and Belarus, being screamed furiously from right outside the door, as well as the sounds of a vicious catfight going on-

Hidekaz: *massages temples and chants to himself* I love my job. I love my job. I love my job.

(Requested by The Singing Maiden)

Belgium: *the sound of her combat boots comes first, then she appears in front of Hidekaz, holding the frying pan, she has a black eye and torn clothes*

Hidekaz: *raises eyebrow as Belgium walks up to his desk*

Belgium: *places the frying pan gently on the desktop in front of him* Belarus is dead.

Hidekaz: *stares at her with bloodshot eyes and messy hair, she wasn't the only one who had gotten her fill of nasty fights today* Belgium… you don't have to sing today. Just… go home. *sighs*

Belgium: *girly cute smile* Thank you, Himaruya! *starts to walk out*

Hidekaz: *starts to talk half to himself, half out the door after it closes behind Belgium* Oh, and Belarus isn't dead. *opens up his web browser on the computer at the corner of his desk as he continues talking to himself* They would have said something on the news… Holy…