-----1 year time skip-----
You zipped up your black pencil skirt and smoothed out any crumples that may have been present. Glancing at the body mirror in front of you, you smiled. Your scars had faded into light marks on your (s/c) skin. You had no more bruises, no more cuts, and your minor stab wound had healed nicely. Your mind had been cleared of all negative memories due to therapy, and merely gaining ignorance to the ugly truth.
After the fiasco with the 2p! Axis, you had grown up to say the least. You weren't the child you were at the age of 18. No longer in fear for your life, believing that every breath you took could be your last. Afraid to look anyone in the eye. Afraid of being hit for saying the wrong thing.
You were now a 19 year old (university or college) student studying to be a (profession of choice). Thanks to the 1p! countries getting your life back on track, they helped you get back into high school to finish up from your last year. Since you had no financial support besides what was left of your parents savings, they happily helped you out. You told them it was only until you got back on your feet. And you were basically there. You worked part time as the head United Nations Maid at the building and made more than you could ever imagine.
Also with some help, you managed to buy a lovely pent house in the heart of the city, which just so happened to be in the center of all of the 1p! countries homes. America said it would be good and big enough for any parties. Then after England smacked him upside the head, America added 'only when you weren't studying.'
You sighed and continued getting dressed. You buttoned up your white top and wrapped your (h/l) (h/c) hair into a messy bun, then slipped on a pair of black heels.
Your life never had a dull moment. Every week you would be invited to hang out with a country group. Whether it be a fishing trip with the Nordics, going out to a bar ((depending on your drinking age because in Canada it's 19 so y'know)) with the Kirklands, having a slumber party with the BTT, working out with the Axis, or goofing around with the Allies. You even visited the 2p! Allies. Matt took you hunting, Oliver taught you how to bake the 'proper' way, and Al, well, Al taught you what not to do in certain social situations. For example: Do not run up to the Deli counter at a grocery store and threaten to chop the employees up like they did to the animals. Also, breaking the glass with a baseball bat and throwing the meat at the poor employees is not recommended. Matt never let him live that one down. The 2p! Axis were never heard from again.
Exiting your building, you walked down the busy city streets to the UN building. You had a day off from school today so you figured it would be nice to go visit the countries.
You walked in the massive building and was greeted by some of the younger maids. "Morning Miss ________!"
You chuckled and waved back at them. You waltzed through the halls and heard a few all too familiar voices:
"Shut up you bloody wanker!"
"Stupid tomato Bastard!"
"GERMANY! GERMANY! HELP ME!"
"Western Nations are so immature."
"HAHAHAHAHA! I'M THE HERO!"
"I AM AWESOME!"
"Become one with mother Russia da?"
You giggled to yourself and released a happy sigh before opening the double oak doors. Some things never really do change.
"Happiness often sneaks in through a door you didn't know you left open."
- John Barrymore