"Are you telling me that she could've gone home this whole time!" England was furious, and for good reason.

"As I've said, the shoes belonged to Russia and he used them very frequently to teleport. That's why Belarus wanted the shoes. My sister really hates flying, especially since Russia and I didn't have to," Ukraine explained patiently.

"Well that makes perfect sense!" England yelled sarcastically. "If the shoes had teleportation powers why didn't you just have her teleport home from the beginning!"

"I wanted her to meet the wizard and have him tell her. I would've had to help her teleport all the way home. That's too much work and it would've made my back hurt."

"I don't think that's what's making your back hurt," France mumbled.

"Then why couldn't you make her teleport here? That would've saved her so much trouble!" England's voice was slowly rising.

Liechtenstein had tears in her eyes, "I can't believe you kept me from big brother."

Ukraine's face suddenly filled with worry. "No, no, no. It wasn't like that at all. I just…"

"You made Liech cry!" America rushed over to Liechtenstein and wrapped his arms around her. "That's so mean!"

"I just…I wanted to…this trip was so good for the shortfolk! She helped kill the wicked witch because of all the traveling that was done and everything she learned! Now the shortfolk won't have anyone to torture him! I couldn't bear to see them suffer anymore!" Ukraine's eyes filled with tears.

America's eyes widened and suddenly he was trapped between comforting Liechtenstein and feeling bad for making Ukraine cry, which was "so mean."

Toto ran up to Ukraine and jumped into her arms, hoping to make her feel better.

"You know," France said, "Now that we know the shoes have powers, Liechtenstein can finally go home. And the shortfolk will no longer be bothered. Everyone gets what they want and there's no harm done. Well, except for a little bit of homesickness on Liechtenstein's part."

Liechtenstein nodded and wiped her eyes. She walked over to Ukraine and took Toto from her. "I'd like for you to tell me how to get home now," she whispered.

Ukraine smiled, "All you have to do is click your heels together three times and say 'I want to see big brother.' That should take you to him."

A thought occurred to Liechtenstein, "Shouldn't I say 'There's no place like home?'" She was pretty sure she had heard that somewhere before.

"Do you want to go home or do you want to see your big brother?" Ukraine asked her.

"Oh. That makes sense."

"Good, now it's time to say goodbye. No tears," Ukraine smiled sweetly.

Liechtenstein turned to America, "You sure were my hero through all of this."

America laughed loudly, "Of course I was! That's exactly what I am! A her-" America was cut off by a loud sob that escaped his throat. "Oh man! I told myself I wasn't going to cry." He hugged her quickly and turned away mumblings, "Heroes don't cry."

Liechtenstein turned to England and blushed. "Between you and me, I'm glad that you asked the wizard for clothes for France," she whispered. "And try not to drink so much. I won't be walking through a forest to find you next time," she said louder.

England smiled, tears running down his face. "I'm the bloody United Kingdom and I can hold my liquor better than you any day," he joked.

Liechtenstein gave England a stern look before turning to France, "Thanks for stopping Belarus before she got all of us on the grill."

"It's was nothing," France said. "Appelez-moi si jamais vous êtes de retour en ville," he winked, starting to turn away.

"Dude!" America said, sobering up. "She can't call you if you don't give her your phone number first!"

"You wanker, America. Why would France tell Liechtenstein to call him if she's leaving forever? France, tell him what you said." France just stared at America blankly.

"France?" England's eyes were wide as he stared at France. "France, tell America what you said!"

"I…I…I said…" France could barely put words together from the sheer shock he was feeling.

America sighed, "France told Liechtenstein that she should call him if she is ever back in town."

England looked from America to France to Liechtenstein and back. "France?" he asked for confirmation.

France nodded weakly.

America shrugged, "I told you I could speak French. I haven't got one translation wrong this whole story and you still don't believe me."

Liechtenstein laughed loudly and shook her head. Nothing can surprise her anymore.

"Are you ready to go, Liechtenstein?" Ukraine asked.

"Just one more thing," she said, turning to the fake wizard. "You shouldn't trick people, you know. It's wrong and can really hurt someone," she chastised him. "And you should probably do something about the incense you were burning early. I think something is wrong with it. It made my head feel funny."

The wizard stared at her blankly, obviously not getting what she meant by that last part. Wasn't that what it was supposed to do? "I promise to come clean about not being a wizard," he said, his fingers crossed behind his back.

"Alright Liechtenstein, time to go. My back hurts and I have to go lay down."

Liechtenstein nodded and stood in the middle of the room while everyone else stood in a circle behind her. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Clicking her heels together she said, "I want to see big brother."

Liechtenstein opened her eyes and saw a lot of legs circled her; somewhere a small voice was trying to talk over the murmur of the crowd around her. Jumping up, she hit her head on the table she had been sleeping under.

"What the?" A loud voice said.

Rubbing her head, Liechtenstein saw Switzerland look under the table. "Big brother!" She yelled as she jumped toward him, making him fall out of his chair. "I missed you!"

"You missed me?" Switzerland blinked at her, confused. "What are you talking about?"

"Were you under that table the whole time?" She heard Russia say, sounding slightly angry.

Looking up, Liechtenstein could see that countries surrounded the table she had been under, apparently having a very private meeting. "I'm sorry, I just-" she stopped, a blush forming on her cheeks because of how out of character she was acting in front of the countries.

"Leave her alone, dude. You might make her cry."

"America! You're here! And you're not a scarecrow!" Liechtenstein quickly through her hands up to her mouth, realizing that she didn't make sense.

"I'm not a…what?"

"A scarecrow, you wanker. You put it on a farm. Aren't there a lot of those in your home?"

"England!"

"Liechtenstein!" Switzerland raised his voice, "What's going on?"

"I just…I had the strangest dream," she started. "And you were there!" she said, pointing at America. She faced England, "You too! And…"

"Excuse me, I was talking," a small voice said.

She looked around the table until she found France. "You too! You saved me."

Switzerland looked slightly hurt when she said this but couldn't say anything because France said, "Aren't you a little young to be having dreams about me?" he winked.

"Why you!" Switzerland took a step toward France, before grabbing Liechtenstein's hand.

"We're leaving. You asked me to come to this meeting and we are accomplishing nothing. No one was even talking about anything important."

"Actually, I was…" the small voice said again.

"Let's go," Switzerland pulled Liechtenstein towards the door.

"One more thing, big brother!" Liechtenstein ran over to Russia. "I'm sorry I landed on your face with a house," she bowed, leaving Russia to wonder if that was some sort of threat. As she turned away she remembered something, "Toto?" she called.

"What's a Toto?" America asked.

"It's a…" she looked under the table and smiled, "my box!"

"You're box's name is Toto. Does your home name boxes often?" America asked.

"No, no, this is something for my big brother. Toto is gone." Liechtenstein walked out of the room.

"I still have something to say," the voice called as Switzerland followed her, closing the door.

"A present? For me?" Switzerland looked slightly embarrassed.

Liechtenstein handed him the box. "Open it," she smiled.

A/N

Poor Canada…

Hi, I'm Kaoru. Sorry the update took so long! Here's why:

*Tuesday at school. 10:45ish. Carmen, our friend Ash, and I are having lunch and we are talking about Schizophrenic Hallucinations (I know that sounds weird, but it's not) and suddenly I remember something*

Me: When was the last time we worked on the Wizard of Oz?

Carmen: …Aren't you supposed to be writing the next chapter?

Me:…..Oh Crap.

And the story is complete! Yay! On to bigger and better things those countries are. No worries, though I can predict their futures for you. England starts having hallucinations and France and America try to help him with that. And Russia is going to try to rent a BMW with China in California. No biggie.

Anywho. I hoped you enjoyed this story and its completion. But at least we can all move on to bigger and better things.

This is Kaoru, signing off. Say goodbye Carmen.

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