"Aaaah-CHOO!!!" an agrivated Arthur Kirkland sneezed. Oh, his sinuses were killing him… and that stupid rash on his leg around the animal bite… he was feeling downright lousy. His ears rang, his eyes were sensitive and burned at the sight of any type of light

"Eh? Angleterre, what's wrong?" France asked, assembling out of nowhere in Arthur's darkened living room. Yes, Francis always came at the most inconvenient times.

"W-WHAT THE HELL??" England yelled at the sight of the France in his house. He was afraid for the safety of himself and his little colonies that were playing around the place somewhere. "How did you get in my HOUSE?" Arthur managed to yell before falling into another coughing fit.

"Amerique let me in… mi amour, what is wrong?"

"Why are you here?" Arthur said, not trusting Francis one bit, giving him an almost vicious glare. "You didn't come to take any of my colonies, did you?" Arthur's suspicion of him was increasing every second. "If you did, you'd better leave before I feed you something."

Francis shivered at the thought of the disgusting English food. He'd had a few close calls in the emergency room when he attempted trying Arthur's scones. "I came just to annoy you. I solomnly swear, I'm up to no good."

"…if you must know, I think I have the bubonic plague… get out."

"Oh Artie, did one of your fairies bite you?" Francis teased.

Arthur gave him a look that would have burned him to a crisp. Oh, what he would give to possess the power of fire at this moment.

"There's no possible way you could have that, dear Arthur. Something would have had to bite you. Nothing would dare intentionally bite you because the food you eat reflects on how your blood flows and tastes. Whatever bit you would be dead." The Frenchman just didn't know when to stop talking.

"Get out of my house or I will sick Yumi, my unicorn, on you!"

That's where Francis stopped teasing. "…wow, you really are sick, to be seeing such hallucinations…" he suddenly felt itchy and a bit queasy himself. "oh no… Angleterre, I think I now have it as well…" France sneezed and coughed.

And then a third voice sang into the room. "The bubonic plague originated in me, da ze!"

…needless to say, Korea did not "da ze" for weeks after the two Europeans were done with him.

Sorry if this sucked, it just came to my mind and I had to write it down. But you gotta admit, Korea had it coming.

As for the name of the unicorn, my little sis has a unicorn doll named Yumi.