Hey, Hen aka Andrea here!

So...Katt asked me if I could write in her journal, and was like, "Totally!" Because, why not? It'll be a pretty cool thing to do!

Okay, back with the story.

I exited Poncho's room filled with disgust and guilt at the fact that I actually gave into Russia's plan even though his plans are on my "Top 10 Most Hated Things." But luckily, Poncho wasn't the type of guy to punish those who went against him since we have business to get on with! And punishment would be very unnecessary if we already learned our lesson with the outcome of ditching his plan and going for a foreigner's plan. Ugh, Russians.

I entered the hallway after crossing the main room and entered my room. I stood there with a tug at my heart to go talk to Russia about what happened. Maybe devise something with him that'll make Poncho and him happy when it comes to pulling up plans for missions? I really hated to see both of them mad, to be honest. Who doesn't?

"I'm gonna go talk to him," I told myself.

So I exited my room and went over to the end of the hallway, where Russia's room was located. Poor Russia, all alone in the back. I unlocked his room and opened, strolling in there.

But it was empty.

I jolt of shock zapped through me. "Russia?" I shouted in there with uncertainty. I crept deeper into the room, looking in his closet, behind his bed, wondering where he was. Maybe he wasn't in his room.

With a shrug, I exited his room and wandered down the straightaway, out of the hallway, and back into the main room. "Russia?" I shouted again. I turned my head in all directions while swinging my body back and forth, trying to get every nook and cranny the room was holding.

"Hey!" I heard Katt say from behind me.

I turned around, seeing Katt standing behind me. "Oh hey, Katt!" I chirped.

"Hi!" She waved at me. "I was wondering if we can have an early lunch...I'm hungry." She pursed her lips at me.

I immediately felt really bad about the predicament Katt was in since I wanted to feed her, but I couldn't. "Awww...I'm sorry, Katt, but rules are rules and the eating schedule can't be compromised."

She dipped her head in disappointment. "It's okay, it can wait."

Then an idea came into my mind. "Ooo, Katt!"

Katt looked back up at me. "Yea?"

"Do you know where Russia's at?"

"Russia?" Her eyes lit up with a hopeful smile on her face. "No, maybe he's in his room!"

"I checked in there, I can't find him though." I frowned a bit at her.

"Well, I'll be more than happy to help you find him in the base!" She smiled.

"Oh, of course you would!" I winked at her as I nudged her shoulder with my fist. I already got way more hints then needed to know that Katt had a crush on Russia. Yet she never admitted it to me. Yet

Katt laughed a bit. "Oh yes, yes..."

I smiled largely at her. "So, I already checked in here and from looking, it's seems like he's not here. Maybe he's in the hanger."

She shrugged. "Yeah, he could be!"

So we began walking across the main room, past the entrance of the hallway, toward where the hanger is located.

"Hey, you're looking for me?" I then heard Russia's voice say from behind me.

We both froze at his voice's unexpected appearance. We turned around slowly with shocked looks and saw Russian standing next to the entrance of the hallway with a smirk on his face.

I darted my eyes at Katt, who was giving me a something-is-very-odd-and-off look.

I gave her a reassuring nod and straightened up, clasping my hands in front of me. "Yes, I was actually looking for you! Where were you?"

"Oh, um..." He looked pretty hesitant, like as if he was thinking of what to say. Maybe he went somewhere we weren't suppose to know of. "I was in my room."

I shot him a bewildered look. "But I just checked for you there."

He shrugged with an uncertain look. "Then you just didn't see me, then..."

Now I was starting to feel that look Katt gave me form on my face. But I did look everywhere for him in my room! "I need to talk to you," I told him, crossing my arms.

"Uh, okay...?" He eyed me anxiously. "About what?"

I raised a finger in the air. "One moment." I immediately grabbed Katt's shoulder and pushed her 180 degrees so that our backs would be facing him. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" I whispered to her.

"Does it look like I have telepathy?" she asked me back.

"Well...do you notice that something's off with Russia...like as if he's--"

"Being mimicked? Imposter?" Katt added in with a British accent.

"Yes!"

"Definitely!" She exclaimed in her normal voice. "Something's wrong with him... But how would we know if he's having an odd day or he has an imposter?" She said 'imposter' with a British accent.

"Hmmm..." I rattled my mind to think of a not-so-obvious test to give to him. "I think I got it!" I winked at her as I turned around, facing him; Katt turned around with me as well. "I have a question for you," I told him in a formal matter.

"Yeah?" Russia, or is it?, asked.

"Can you teach me the Russian alphabet? I'm fascinated about it." I smiled at him. "Maybe first you can tell it to me?"

Russia's face immediately went pale, like as if I told him to fly up to Mars with no equipment. "Ummm..."

"Oh, Russia!" Poncho's voice bellowed as he came floating in his wheelchair from behind Russia, coming toward us. "There you are!" He halted next to him. "Come...we need some discussing to do." He looked up at him and smirked.

"Wait!" I shouted. "But-but first, I was wondering if Russia can tell me the Russian alphabet!" I extended my hands out to my sides.

Russia slowly shook his head as he gritted his teeth. "I--"

"Hen--" Poncho cut in, gazing at me gravely. "--there are things more useful to do than to ask such a question."

"But--"

"Hen, that's enough." He then looked up at Russia. "Come along, Russia." He turned around and glided off with Russia, who followed him down the direction of his office.

I stood in my place in shock. "He has...imposter Russia..." I said with my voice fading away.

"That is not Russia," Katt pointed out. "So not Russia. I know that he definiately would yell at us and give us the death stare if we asked him for the Russian alphabet when he didn't feel like to. But he would... I've never saw him so hesitant like that."

"Without a doubt, he's an imposter," I concluded; I then sighed. "But how are we gonna tell Poncho? He doesn't know...unless he already made the connection?"

"I would not want to be the one to tell that to him," she told me flatly. "But where is Russia really at‽"

"I don't know, but maybe that imposter knows." I immediately felt a pang of disgust and determination to crush the imposter shoot through me. "I bet he knows. I'll ask him, the imposter that is, when I see him again!" I crossed my arms.

"Well, if Russia comes back, make sure not to mix him up with him," Katt told me with shifty eyes.

"Oh man, now that would be a nightmare!" I pointed out, just imagining the consequences I would get, telling the actual Russia that he's an imposter. I then looked down at Katt. "Well, I'm gonna go to my room...and maybe learn the Russian alphabet myself."

Katt shrugged. "Okay! I'll just be..." She then turned around and strolled away aimless.

I giggled and shook my head as I entered the hallway again. I wasn't going to my room. Oh no, that would get me nowhere. I was going to go to Russia's bedroom and inspect it. And I have a good reason to.

I halted in front of the button and hovered my fingertip in front of it. Before I was able to press on it, I felt a huge force sideswipe me, slamming me into the side of the wall that jutted out from the outer wall the front of the bedrooms were made out of. I was then forced to have my back pressed against the wall, making me stare into to villainous eyes of...The Enemy!

"You're smart, to figure out who I really was," he growled at me with an insidious smirk. "But it's a big risk you took to go out to prove who I really was. And now you're going to pay for it."