Through Nation's Eyes (Under Repairs)

Epilouge

The morning came as sunlight shone through the windows.

It lit up the room and rested on the sleeping nations.

"Ngh, hm?" Veneziano grunted, waking up from his dreamless sleep.

He looked around the room. The nations had been transported back to the meeting room.

He was the first one up, the rest of the nations were still asleep. None of the Native tribes were anywhere to be seen however.

"That was so weird. Was that really a dream?" Veneziano wondered out loud.

"No, everyone is still asleep the same way when we fell asleep, that couldn't have been a dream."

Veneziano's face changed to shock.

"That means that all of that happened. And everyone knows at least a bit about the Mansion!"

Veneziano quickly ran to the nearby mirror. It began to shimmer.

The image changes and he is greeted by the grouchy resting face of his 2p.

"Huh, Feliciano?" Luciano gapes.

"Ah, it looks like you returned to your meeting room as well."

"So I'm not crazy? All of that really happened?" Luciano asks.

"It seems that way, we'll just have to wait and see." Feliciano says.

"Feli, I have to ask, did it show your, you know..." Luciano begins.

"You mean the first loop? No, why? Did it show for you?"

"Yes, it did. Every nation there saw the entire loop play out."

"Merda." Feliciano mutters.

"So, how did all of the 2ps react to it?" Feliciano asks.

"Well, Flavio panicked, Lutz stopped functioning, Oliver cried, and Kuro looked like he was about to have an aneurysm. And then I have to deal with the aftermath!" Luciano ranted.

Luciano's small so-called rant caused the happier Italian to snort in amusement.

The two personifications of Northern Italy continued to chat until the other nations on both of their ends began to shift around much more.

Slowly, one by one, the other nations in the meeting room woke up. They proceeded to look around the room.

"This, isn't the Journal Room. Are we back in the meeting room? What happened?" Prussia wonders aloud.

"Ve~ we had to go through all of that. I was able to talk to Luciano earlier. That confirmed it." Veneziano states.

"Hmm, I see. But, what no-" China was quickly interrupted by a flash of light, engulfing half of the room.

"Ugh, why is it always bright ass lights? We're not trying to go fucking blind!" Romano groans.

The nations open or uncover their eyes as the light finally fades.

The nations look to the source of the light, their eyes all widen in sync.

In the front, was a man with curly, dark brown hair, he had a scruffy beard, and wore traditional Roman clothing. He also wore a large smile on his face.

The Italian siblings eyes widened as tears began to fall.

"NONNO!"

Italy and Seborga all run up to Rome and tackle him into a tight hug.

Romano breaks down into tears, struggling to hold back his sobbing.

Even Rome begins to cry as he holds them close.