A/N: I just finished HetaOni ep. 17 part 1 and am CRAVING a happy ending with NO character deaths. Anyway, this fanfic is supposed to be a lighter piece for those who want a happy ending, like me. This picks up straight after ep. 17 part 1 of HetaOni. Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or HetaOni. Enjoy~

Japan stared at Italy, the white handkerchief still in his hand. "I-Italy…" he gasped his large brown eyes wide with surprise.

"J-Japan, what's the matter?" Germany asked, staring at Italy too. "Holy Shit!" he bellowed suddenly, practically jumping a foot in the air.

"What is it, West? You're being awfully weird…" Prussia remarked, before his mouth formed an 'o' of surprise. Indeed, Italy Veneziano's eyes were twitching.

"I-Italy!" Germany yelled, pulling on the curl that stuck out of Italy's reddish brown hair.

The latter slowly opened his brown eyes, blinking in confusion. "Veh? Is that…you, Germany? Where's Holy Roman Empire?"

Upon realizing what he was doing, Germany quickly let go of the strand of hair and blushed furiously, looking away in embarrassment.

"We are very glad you are alive." Japan said.

"I was just with Holy Rome… maybe it's because I wished to be back with you guys again…" Italy said, tears welling up in his big brown eyes.

"Ack! Don't cry, Italy! That's not awesome at all. Don't die again either, because that's just… not awesome." Prussia blubbered, wiping his crimson eyes.

"You're crying too, Prussia…" Germany sniffled, trying desperately to keep his composure.

"I-I think we all are…" Japan stammered, blowing his nose in the handkerchief originally meant for Italy.

"What are you guys carrying on about?" England asked stiffly, walking slowly and carefully towards them.

"Italy's alive!" America shouted, catching sight of the Axis too, and running over with Canada.

"T-that's wonderful." Canada smiled.

France rushed towards the group as well, his deep blue cloak fluttering behind him. "It's good to see Italy's alive…honhon." He chuckled.

"I have an idea." Japan declared suddenly, dabbing his eyes with the handkerchief.

"What is it, Japan?" Germany inquired.

"If it was due to a lack of magic that England lost his eyesight, wouldn't a surplus of magic enable him to see once more?"

"You're incredible! I hadn't thought of that before!" America exclaimed with excitement in his voice.

"The only problem is, I don't think there are any more lumps of magic…" Canada said softly, not wanting to burst America's bubble, but seeing no other choice.

"Ah, by 'lump of magic', do you mean…this?" France asked, pulling out said lump from his pocket.

"France! Where did you find that?" America gasped.

"Well, it was under a table, so I picked it up. I had no idea it was England's. But, I think this is the last one. I didn't see any more." France replied, handing the lump to England.

"I feel a bit better, but I don't think that was enough for my sight to return." England told them.

"Veh, that's better than nothing. ~" Italy pointed out.

"You're right. I never thought I'd be saying this, but…thank you, France."

"Honhonhon, it's nothing, really." France answered.

"I suddenly feel very tired…" Japan murmured, slowly sinking down onto one of the beds, looking exhausted.

"Then you should get some rest. I'll stay awake and wait for China and Russia to return from the annexe. In fact, everybody should get some sleep." Canada said, smiling sweetly.

"Well, I am tired…" America admitted, sitting down on a bed as well.

"Alright. Thanks, Canada." Germany and Prussia visibly relaxed, getting ready to sleep as well. In a matter of seconds, the only sound in the safe room was deep breathing.

Canada hoped that Russia and China would return soon from the annexe. Clutching Mr. Kumajirou, Canada settled into a comfortable position and began to wait.

Seconds turned into minutes. Minutes became hours. Why are they still not back yet? Canada thought to himself, beginning to worry. I'd better wake the others so we can see if China and Russia are okay.

Canada began shaking the other nations mercilessly until they woke up. However, despite his efforts, America remained stubbornly asleep, continuing to snore loudly. "We should just leave without him if he isn't going to wake up." France sighed.

"Ha! That's funny. America's missing the ultimate chance to play hero-" England had not finished his sentence before America jumped up yelling, "I'm awake, I'm awake!"

"Yes, I can see that." England replied.

An awkward silence soon fell over the nations. "Dammit." England sighed, realizing the accidental pun.

"Let's just go." Germany said, sighing as well.

"I agree with Germany~" Italy said. Japan nodded, agreeing too. America began heading to the annexe, his Texas slightly crooked. "A-America, your glasses are crooked." Canada said softly, just barely loud enough to be heard.

"Hm? Oh, thanks." America straightened them quickly, continuing his way to the annexe. Upon opening the door, America looked down into the dark hole where he knew a ladder would take them down into the annexe. "Uh, dudes, do any of you have a flashlight or something? It's totally dark down there."

"Shit! I forgot Russia and China took the light with them." England grumbled.

"I think I have a penlight somewhere." Prussia spoke up, pulling out said object.

"Thanks, Prussia! You're great. Now, can you go down first because you have the light?" America asked.

"Kesesese, I'm not just great…I'm AWESOME. Alright, I'll tell you when I reach the bottom." Prussia replied.

"That sounds good." England told him, who began climbing down the ladder quickly. Pretty soon, they heard the man give a yell of alarm.

"Prussia? What's wrong?" Germany bellowed, hurrying over to peer down into the dark hole in which the ladder descended.

It's China!" came Prussia's reply.

"Oh, that's great! You found him! Hang on while I-"America was cut off when Prussia called, "He's unconscious, and bleeding a lot!"

"What the hell?" England began groping about, trying to find the ladder. One by one, the nations climbed down into the annexe. Prussia was examining an unconscious China's head. "It is a head wound. No wonder he is bleeding so much." Japan stated.

"Where's Russia?" France asked.

"I didn't find him, but… the wound China has looks like it's from Russia's pipe." Prussia told them.

A/N: Dun dun dun… D8 I suck at Cliffhangers, I know. xDDD I hope you liked it. Please review, and China will stay alive :D