I'm sure plenty of people had awaked in the middle of a meeting from a nightmare and wished they didn't have so many eyes on them. You don't realize you screamed between dream and reality until after you grasped the fact, that you're in a place that's definitely not your home and your confused colleagues wonder what terrified you enough to return to reality. That and they're half concerned about the sort of reprimand you'd receive for sleeping, while someone else tried to present information in a way that you couldn't help but sleep out of boredom. It could also be the fact that you were so worried about your own presentation on whatever issues that needed to be addressed, that you've run at least five simulations with your slideshow, rearranged your notes and other important documents three times, made several changes to both slideshow and papers along the way and checked your suit or dress for any imperfections that happened to catch your eye on a microscopic scale.

In my case, I must have done the latter. Not even two cups of coffee sustained my attention to the other nation's presentations and now I have those same nations look at me as though I've randomly yelled an absurd word. For the rest of the meeting, I tensed in the wood and velvet puce chair with my hands on my lap while I counted down the minutes to the end.

When everyone was finally dismissed, Lithuania and Latvia were the only ones who approached me as I sat in my seat dazed and slightly baffled with the formal brown walled surroundings.

"Estonia?" Lithuania's voice was the first thing I heard. It snapped me out of my stupor but I quickly glanced at both his and Latvia's chests to see if they still possessed their feminine busts. I slapped myself, both mentally and literally, across my cheek. Why did I have a perverted thought like that just now!? It didn't help that Lithuania's brown hair was shoulder length so he kind of looked like a girl and Latvia… well…

"You are looking like you had bad dream or something, yes?" A dream? I certainly don't remember falling asleep twice although now that Latvia mentioned it, I did have a dream. Whatever I dreamt must have been one horrific nightmare. I released a sigh of relief and relaxed into the chair.

"Oh good. It was just nightmare," I reassured myself and let the hazy details fade to the back of my mind.

"What kind of nightmare?" I heard someone with a high-pitched voice approached me from behind. Normally I feel anxious when someone did that. It was something Russia did a lot when I had to live at his place after the Second World War. He always had this uncanny ability of materializing behind anyone without them realizing until it was too late and even after I finally moved out and gained my independence, I unconsciously glance over my shoulder in hopes that I didn't meet with the frightening nation. For that reason the tension didn't leave my body.

"Well, it uh… everyone… that is everyone except me had turned into a girl," I stammered.

"Hmm… I like that story." It wasn't until seconds after the person behind me expressed that statement that I suddenly realized what I just said.

What possessed me to say something so random out loud!? It may be something Latvia would say without thinking but definitely not me!

First I examined Lithuania and Latvia's chests to see if they expanded and then I had to go and say that of all things! To top it off, I turned my head to find the creepy smile that belonged to none other than Russia. The feeling on my shoulders spontaneously returned to find his giant hands was on them too! I wanted to jump out of the chair, gather everything I could cram into my black brief case as quickly as possible, and run out of the building towards the hotel and lock myself in my booked room for the rest of the day. I just had to wait for Russia to get off me and leave before I could make my escape.

I was in that chair for two minutes more than I liked to have been before Russia finally exited the room, but I decided to wait a while longer just to calm myself down and get the timing right so I won't bump into him along the way. That gave me time to put away my papers in an orderly fashion; however Lithuania and Latvia were still here since they worried about Russia's sudden ambush and calmed themselves down the same length of time I did.

"Are you sure you're all right Estonia? You still look pale," Lithuania couldn't have hit the nail more on the head if he tried. Of course anyone would be mortified after waking up and drawing attention to themselves, and say such embarrassing things before the one person you don't want behind you keeps you hostage for longer than necessary! Even if it was unintentional, the experience was still terrifying! I wouldn't be surprised if I was in another nightmare and I woke up in this room again under different circumstances although that seemed unlikely since things couldn't possibly be more normal than this, right? Right?

I don't know why I wished this to be a dream but I think I've waited long enough for Russia to completely leave the vicinity so I push my glasses to the bridge of my nose, stand from my chair and clear my throat. "I'm fine. I'm just getting over the shock, that's all," I put on my business like composure and raised a confident smile in hopes that they didn't bring up questions about my confession. Lithuania and Latvia looked like they tried to faze me with their concerned gazes before smiles tugged at their lips too.

"Well you take care," Latvia beamed with his choppy blonde hair and glistening blue eyes. I mentally slapped myself again. Blue eyes. Just blue eyes. They don't glisten at all. I tried not to drop my assertive expression before I turn from them and simply walk away without any acceleration in my speed.

"Yes, you take care of yourselves," My voice almost cracked before I turned left at the door and picked up the pace towards the nearest elevator.

By the time I got to one, I didn't register my finger jabbed multiple times on the call button until England's voice jolted me out of my incessant panic.

"You're going to break your finger like that if you keep stabbing the button that hard," I snap my head to the Englishman and Japan who happened to accompany him but for one moment and only a few seconds of a moment, I swore England styled his hair into pig-tails and Japan looked a lot cuter…

*Slap*

Stop it Estonia! What has gotten into you!? Stop imagining everyone you know as girls!

"Estonia, the door's just opened. Aren't you coming inside?" Japan interrupted this time and I blinked to see England's hair is as blonde and messy as ever and Japan wore his white suit, not a pink and purple kimono.

Now the elevator's a less than appealing idea now that both nations stared at me like they must have done when I screamed at the meeting room. "U-Um… you know what? I changed my mind!" I turned my head to find a flight of stairs and left England and Japan with perplexed expressions before the elevator doors closed.

Forget calm and composed! I wanted, no, needed to get to my hotel as fast as possible! I must have ignored quite a few people in my haste because I certainly couldn't recall speaking to anyone I knew. I just wanted to check back into my hotel, find my room and lock myself in there and hope all the lewd thoughts that plagued my mind was only for today!

I don't know how I managed to get there let alone get there unscathed but I must have miraculously walked a mile or so before I arrived at the Haven Hotel and checked into room 252.

I climbed more stairs and literally crashed through the door and hastily locked it before I eventually pressed my back against it and heaved a huge sigh.

I'd probably look back on this one-day, laugh it off and wonder why I felt so flustered about the whole ordeal. I bet everyone at some point in their lives imagined how their friends and colleagues would look in the opposite gender. I can imagine someone like France think of things like that all the time! I know I'm don't normally think of such ridiculous things but so does everyone else. This must be a one off for me and by the next morning, the novelty would have worn off.

I strip my face of my glasses and rub my eyes. Goodness I'm so exhausted after all that running! What I need is a shower and some rest. That's a good idea! I can wash all my worries and ludicrous thoughts like nations looking like the opposite gender. It's not that I have a problem with transgender issues as such. I was just startled to find every nation apart from myself had changed into different genders.

I ambled to the bathroom and removed my suit and underwear before I stepped into the warm, refreshing shower and as expected, I started to forget the awkwardness of my actions from when I woke up screaming.

After my shower, I updated my blog as I normally did and ordered some vegetable soup with black rye bread just to further put myself at ease. If there's one thing that can cheer me up, it's black rye bread.

I felt a lot better after my meal and decided to settle down in bed. I must have been really tired because when my head hit the pillow, my mind went completely blank.

That was until goodness knows how long later when I heard a woman's voice call my name.