There are two generations of the BTT and the second gen is Romano, Canada and Germany. They call themselves the GTT aka the Gardians Trigger us Trio.
"HOLY SHIT!!"

"ROMA I TRUSTED YOU!"

"MON CHERIE!" The BTT cried. The GTT was laughing their asses off along with everyone else.

"GAHHHH SO CUTE!!!!!" I exclaimed. Everyone looked at me weirdly as if I didn't get the sadness written into the entry.

"HEY IT'S THE SAME WITH ALL OF US TOO!!" Ontario, New York, Mexico and Brazil exclaimed annoyed.

"It's pretty terrifying since Austria is like 3 000 pounds!" Prussia laughed

"Rude."

"You are Icey! Chu~"

"DON'T TOUCH THE BABY!!"

"Norway, I can touch the gawddamn baby if I wanna! I'm his wife." Hong Kong scolded while you could see a smol Icey blushing with his head in his hands. For me? I was laughing my ass off.

"Um sorry to interrupt but, it's time you all go back now. But remember that we still love you..." Gual cried out as we all started to disappear.

"WILL YOU STILL VISIT US!?" Canada cried out.

"YES WE WILL MY BABY BOY!" Native America cried back.

"Thank you, Nonno Rome. For giving us this opportunity." I whispered and smiled as I held Ontario as we all group hugged fading away.