I always end up writing a lot here in the beginning, so I'll just do that at the end. Oh the usual disclaimer and this chapter is only finished this soon (lol, soon... yeah right...) due to my friend Alyssa's nagging~! =D So thank you Alyssa, you and your nagging. Enjoy~

Ela couldn't believe it. She freakin' couldn't believe it. Standing next to her on Ivan's doorstep was Yao, having cooked things of his own.

"W-well... Nice to see you Yao." The red head said, smiling through her teeth. "I can't say it's mutual." Yao replied, not even bothering with politeness. "So, what'd you bake?" He asked, curious to see if maybe he could out do her somehow. "Now why would I tell you that?" She snapped back. "After all, you know I've won anyway. All you're good for is cooking fried foods." Ela mocked, sticking her toungue out at the Chinese man. Yao glared at her, getting ready to beat the snot out of her.

Ivan stared at the two of them as they argued on his front step. He had heard the commotion and ran to the window to see what was up. The chinese man had his frying pan (or at least that's what Ivan assumed it was) out and looked as if he was about to nail Ela with it. Ela didn't look phased at all and continued taunting him. Instead of dodging the pan swung at her, she caught the blow with her foot, still clutching the cake tin. Ivan couldn't believe that such a small looking girl (or rather he should call her a woman) could take a blow like that with minimal effort. In the end, he decided that he better stop them before they caused damage to his home.

Ela smirked at her rival. Yao may have her beat at cooking, but when it came to baking, there was no way she could loose. She was about to make another jab at him when the door opened with Ivan standing there looking surprised. (Trying to seem as if he hadn't seen them fighting.) "Hi Ivan!" The red head greeted him, snapping out of her competetive mood. "We brought you come food." Yao said, trying to be polite to the silver haired man as well. Ivan smiled, opening the door and inviting them in.

Ela gaped at how spacey the inside looked compaired to the outside. The living room was very gorgeous and decorated with Russian paintings and tapestries. She also noted some sunflowers off in a jar under a picture of more of them. In fact, there was quite a bit of sunflowery stuff in the house.

Alfred woke up, having crashed on the couch the night before. He and Ela had gone out to a nice bar and Ela ended up being the one to drive him home. He sat up, rubbing his head, he had a slight hangover. He looked at the clock and it read 12:00 pm. He laughed a little, suprised Ela hadn't already woken him up with the smell of her Saturday morning breakfasts. Walking past the kitchen, he saw she wasn't there, so he continued walking to her bedroom.

"Ela~! Did you sleep in?" He asked in a sing song voice as he pushed the door open. She wasn't there either. "Damn... Where is that girl?" He asked no one in particular, yawning a little. He walked back to the kitchen and started making some coffee. "Maybe I'll call Eduard and ask..." He thought aloud and pulled out his cell.

"There is like someone from every ethnic group here, da?" Ivan asked, bringing out a tray with snacks for Ela and Yao as they sat down. "Yeah... Now that you say it like that, I guess there is." Ela said, a little surprised, herself. "We have Arthur from England, Feliciano and his brother Romano from Italy, Ludwig and his brother from Germany, Ela here from Georgia... And many more living in this neighborhood." Yao explained. "I see." Ivan said, loosening his scarf a little. He popped open the lid of a bottle of alchohol. "Vodka?" He offered to the two.

"Ah, I can't. I'm underage." Ela said, shaking her head a little. Yao gave her an odd look like it was weird to pass up the chance. "You're 19. A little can't hurt." The chinese man pointed out. Ela frowned for a minute then gave in. "Only a little... I've seen how Arthur gets when he's drunk..." She said, laughing. A knock came at the door and Mia hopped up to get it.

"Speaking of englishmen..."

"Ah, nope, she hasn't been over here." Eduard's voice came from the cell in Alfred's hand. "Why? Is everything okay? Has she dissappeared?!" He voice got a little more frantic. "No! She's fine! Now that you told me she's not there, I think I have a good idea of where she is." He reassured the other man. "Well, I'll go get her if you want. I kinda wanted to take her out somewhere today." Eduard said and Alfred could hear the sound of keys. "Oh sure, she's over at the new neighbor's house. I'm pretty sure..."

Arthur wasn't one to go to a new neighbors house and greet them, no, he'd wait till he saw them around town. But, when Ela and Yao got competetive with food? That was a chance no one could pass up. It meant one thing. Free Food.

It wasn't much of a surprise to Ela that he had shown up. Anytime there was free food, lots of people were bound to be there. Thats how it was in the neighborhood.

"Arthur! Good to see you again~ You can for food, yes? There's plenty~" She sung out, gesturing to the room that Ivan and Yao were currently sitting in. "D-don't be rediculous, Ela. I came to greet our new neighbor... Like I'd come for your food..." He stuttered, embarrassed at getting caught.

"Da, da...1 Whatever you say. Just come in will ya." She said, grabbing his arm and dragging him into the living room. "Ivan~! This is Arthur, the one from England~" Ela pushed the brit forward, holding her arms toward him as is she was presenting a prize.

"Ah... Good to meet you." The blonde bowwed. "I'm Arthur Kirkland." He said, getting a bit annoyed with Ela, but then again, he was always annoyed with the red-head. The Russian got up from his couch and shook the man's hand. "Nice to meet you as well, I'm Ivan Braginski."

(1) Ela is Georgian and has her own language, but the Georgian language is influenced by Russian, so she has a bit of a Russian accent. (Plus, da is just cute~ w)

Okay, so hope you all enjoyed the like, little effort I put into this... *sigh* I hope to try harder in the next chapter! Alyssa... Earlier, when I was like "Run!" I was secretly thinking; "Run! ...And go finish the next chapter!" =D *Hopes you'll believe it* But yeah, I have a new Hetalia OC character again. (Although I bet there is pics for her already...) Siberia-chan~ I loved the idea of her and Russia going for the same sunflowery goal and her and Canada getting along so well~ (Although you guys have no clue what these 'ideas' are, cuz they're still in my head mostly... xD) Anyway, Arrivederci! ~Teichi