Your POV

Sitting at the table you looked back and forth at the siblings who were talking, occasionally looking over at you. Fidgeting you looked down at your engagement ring. Taking a deep breath you raised your hand.

"Um, excuse me. Can someone please tell me where I am?"

The man looked over at you before taking a deep breath. "You are at my house."

"Yes, I can see that." You sassed back. It had been a long day, and you were ready for answers.

"You are in my country, Switzerland, I am Switzerland."

Staring at him you blinked. "Yeah, yeah real funny. This is not Switzerland, I'm pretty sure that this is Colorado." You looked at him like he was crazy.

Putting his fingers to his temples the man took a deep breath. "We have been over this several times. You are not in Colorado, you are at my house in Switzerland. Now what's your name?"

Looking at his sister you could see her motioning for you to tell him. Making a fast decision you decided to play along. "Um... It's _____ Devereaux." As you finished speaking you couldn't help but think that something was missing. Closing your mouth with a loud pop you stopped at the name that was now fluttering around your mind.

"Yes, and-" He paused realizing who you were. "Do you know what country you were just in?"

"Yeah, the United States." You deadpanned. He sure was thick! "I was on my way to LA for the Oscars with my fiancé Charlie. Wait, we need to go look for him!" Standing up quickly you made to leave before you felt a tight grip on your shoulder.

"You can't leave. It's dark outside." Glaring at Switzerland you opened your mouth to protest, "no there was no plane. I already looked."

Shaking him off you stomped over to the door tears threatening to come. It had been four hours, surely someone had found the wreckage by now.

"Genovia, stop please!" Liechtenstein called out. "That's who you are isn't it?"

Turning back you looked at the man and his sister who looked at you sadly. "What did you just say? Do you mean Geneva?" Why they would call you some city in Switzerland was beyond you.

"She called you Genovia. That's who you are, you are Genovia." He said coming closer to you. Turning away you kept your hand on the door knob. Who were these crazy people?

"I've never heard of it." You whispered turning the handle.

"Yes, you have. You just don't remember. The war didn't treat you very well, did it?" He stepped closer to you.

"What war?" You said spinning around. "You are crazy! I need to find my fiancé, let me go!"

"______, stop it!" He exclaimed. "He was never real. That was just a dream!"

Now you were more than just freaked out, you were mad. "Stop it. Just stop it!" Brushing past him you grabbed your coat and turning to Lili as you had come to call her you apologized. "I'm sorry, but I have to go."

"No, please don't go! Don't leave-" She shouted after you. Ignoring their protests you slammed the door and wrapped the coat tightly around your arms. You had to get out of there. Walking back into the woods you made for where you thought you had been earlier. Little did you know that you had walked in the opposite direction.

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Your POV

It had been three days since you had left Switzerland's house. He was crazy! Why had he been saying that Charlie wasn't real? He most certainly was, how could he not be? Tripping over a log you once again cursed the fact that you had decided to wear a dress. "You just had to look cute, didn't you? Nice going!" You complained to yourself. Sometimes you did the dumbest things.

Standing up you brushed the dirt off your knees and repositioned your dress so you wouldn't accidentally flash any poor woodland creature. Looking up you saw a break in the trees. Letting out a whoop of triumph you ran forward. Pleased that you had 'found' what you were looking for. Stepping out of the woods you looked around hopefully only to have that hope squashed out like a bug. You had just walked in a circle. Slumping down to the ground you picked at some pieces of grass before tossing them like they were projectiles at Switzerland's house.

"Grass isn't a very awesome weapon." Jumping into ninja mode you whirled around to see a white haired man laughing his butt off. "You should see your face, that was kind of awesome, but only because I scared you."

Noticing your hands were still in ninja mode you quickly put them to your side and watched as he continued to laugh that weird "kesesese" laugh. Really though, that was a weird laugh. You would have commented except a yellow bird landed on his head only making the situation more strange.

"Why do you-" Interrupting you he yanked you down to the ground just as a bullet shot past where you were standing.

"Get off my lawn!" You heard an angry yell. Great, just great, of course Switzerland would turn out to be a psychopath.

"Oh calm down Swiss, I found your missing ward!" He said winking at you. It was only then that you noticed that you were on top of him. Blushing you scrambled off. "What, did you not like the awesome me?"

"Why do you keep saying awesome? It's not that awesome." You said standing up you inwardly smirked as he looked up at you. Before he could retort Switzerland stomped over to you.

"At least let me know when you plan on traipsing through my land." He said fuming at the German man. "Prussia, you are incorrigible. Are you alright?" He said turning to look at you, you were amazed how he could go from furious to calm the next moment. It was like he only had room for one emotion at a time.

"I found her didn't I?" Prussia protested, turning to you he smiled, "I am Gilbert Beilschmidt the Awesome Prussia." He said with a smirk. "Who are you?"

"Her name is Genovia." Switzerland snapped at Prussia.

"Again with the Genovia thing, really?" By now you were hungry and mad. Hearing your stomach growl you mumbled "sorry."

"Don't mumble, Genovia. Let's get you inside." He said putting his hand on your back and began to steer you towards the house. "I have cheese, fruit and-"

"Genovia?" Prussia said jumping in front of you placing his hands on your shoulders. "Is it really you?"

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A/N: Sorry I didn't put in any accents, I'm just to lazy to type it out. Yes, you are the Genovia from Princess Diaries. All credit goes to their respective owners, I don't own anything or anyone.