You ran through the night as fast as you could. Germany told you to babysit Italy so that he didn't do anything stupid. Turns out you can't take your eyes off him for one second. While you were catching up on you beauty sleep Italy had a bad dream and went running of to Germany's house, at night.
'Things are not as bad as they could be', you thought to yourself, 'at least we haven't run into-' your thoughts were cut of by the sounds of a gun being fired.
"Damn!" you ran to the sounds of the gun until you heard Italy's trademark cries for mercy.
"Please don't kill me! I'll do anything, well anything with in reason. I don't want to die~!"
"Man up or I'll beat you with my peace prize!" you could hear Switzerland shouting. You have had a small crush on Switzerland since you have started babysitting Italy. You tried to sneak up on Switzerland so that maybe he would stop firing his gun for 20 seconds to listen. You knew you were going to come close to a bullet for this but Germany was going to beat you to a pulp if anything happened to his Italy. You had met Switzerland once before. Everyone told you he was a violent maniac but he seemed quite docile when you met him. When you got behind him you suddenly was facing down the barrel of his shotgun.
"Who are you and what do you want?" the shooter asked. You panicked.
"It's me it's me it's me [Name]! I just came to rescue Italy." You cried.
"[Name]?" Switzerland sounded shocked and loss the edge to his voice. He put his gun down. He dragged you over to the patch of moonlight so he could see if it was really you. When you got there the moon reflected off of his golden hair so wonderfuly. 'He actually looks kind of cute' you thought.
"Why are you here?" he said, blushing.
"I've come to rescue Italy." You said as your hands flew up naturally. "Wow, Italians are contagious." You thought out loud. He stared you in the [e/c] eyes for a while until he chuckled. "What's so funny?" you ask.
"Nothing," he laughed. He suddenly stared at your shoulder. He reached out and gingerly stroked your arm. A sudden pain shot through your nervous system.
"Ow!" he drew his hand away and you saw a gash in your shoulder. "I must have cut it on a branch." Switzerland suddenly picked you up and started carrying you bridal style to his house.
"What are you doing?" you asked while blushing.
"I'm going to dress your wound," he said while looking away. Italy looked on and ran away as soon as he could.
"I hope [Name] is okay~" he said on his way to Germany's house.
(Switzerland's POV)
She was just so cute. Ever since [your country] began taking her to the meetings I couldn't concentrate. And now she is sitting in my living room. I went upstairs to get the gauze.
"What's wrong, big brother?" I heard a voice call from the hallway, "did you get the intruder?"
"Hello Liechtenstein." I replied, "Yes, I did." I got the first-aid kit out and started down the stairs.
"Are you hurt?" she replied with a worried tone in her voice. I turned and faced her on the stairs.
"No its just that [Name] got hurt and I need to help her." I stated.
"Oh~" she said, "[Name] huh~?" I blushed a little. I had told her all about my crush on [Name].
"Yes, [Name]." I turn down the stairs and hear Liechtenstein cheer after me.
"Go get her, big brother!"
(Your point of view)
Switzerland wrapped your cut very quickly and then put away the first-aid box. Before you could get up or say thank you he lead you over to the balcony.
"Isn't the moon beautiful?" he said.
"I guess…" you say. Switzerland hugged you suddenly and pulled you close.
"Not as beautiful as you though." He kissed you and let you go. You stared into his eyes and then hugged him back. He led you to the bench under the moon where you sat and drank Swiss coco with your new boyfriend.