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Chapter two

"Scotland, are you home?" England asked as he walked through the unlocked front door. It had been a few days since he heard from his brother; since anyone had heard from Scotland. Since then he had heard that Norway dumped him, and due to Scotland ignoring his phone England was a bit worried. Upon further inspection of his brother's house, he found it was without its owner.

After he saw this, he turned to the neighborhood to see if anyone had heard anything about where he might be. However, nobody knew Scotland's whereabouts, and the more people he asked the more worried others became. Soon the whole neighborhood was aware that Scotland had wandered off to some unknown place at some unknown time. Due to this, someone called him in as missing to the police and a search party was formed to look for him.

Since the door was still unlocked and his car was still there, England doubted that he went too far from the area and suggested they search the surrounding forests. The party agreed to the idea, and soon the forest was being searched.

"So you're Scotland's brother. Can you answer some questions for us? Just for the missing person's report, understand," A police officer requested from England as the search began.

"You already have a description of the man along with a rough time of his disappearance. What more do you need?" England asked.

"Well, if we had an idea as to why he ran off or if you know of someplace in the forest he may be that could be helpful," the officer answered.

England seemed to think the question over, only to stop when they heard one of the volunteers call to them followed by a loud crashing noise from a nearby rock side. Curious about the noise, both England and the police officer rushed over to find a young, redheaded male lying on his side, his jacket in his arms. England and the rest of the people around knew instantly who he had to be.

"Scotland! Are you alright?!" England called out as he ran up to his brother only to find him knocked out from the fall. It was then that he saw something wrapped up in the jacket safe from the harm of the fall. Carefully, England removed the jacket from his now slightly groaning brother and looked at what was inside, to be met with the sound of a small infant crying at him.

Compared to Scotland, who was covered in scratches and looked as if he had crawled his way out of the forest, the child looked relatively safe and sound; albeit a little on the thin side. England frowned, however, when he felt a sudden burst of energy from the little form and recognized that the child was no ordinary infant. He wanted to know more about the thing, but by that point the police had already called the ambulance over for Scotland and the members of the search party nearby were curious as to what England found. Reluctantly, he gave the child to the medics to take to the hospital with Scotland, and joined them in the vehicle. He could always ask Scotland himself what happened later.

Scotland stretched as he awoke several hours later, only to pull his arms and legs back to his body when they felt a sudden jolt of pain. He slowly opened his eyes, only to sigh disgruntled when he was met by the same darkness. From his reckoning, it had been a few days since the star took on the form of an infant and he lost his sight. And based on the darkness he saw he could only assume that his eyesight had yet to return. During his travel through the forest he could at least see the star, which even to his blind eyes gave off a faint glow of an outline, but currently he could not even see that.

It felt like he was on a bed, and the smell of pharmaceuticals reminded him of a hospital. Perhaps when he fell he finally reached that rock face on the edge of the neighborhood. If so, someone must have found him. But then what happened to the star?

"Are you finally awake?" someone asked from a few feet away.

Recognizing the voice, Scotland looked towards it and asked, "England? It that you?"

England scowled and began, "Of course it's me, we're the only two in this room right now," as he walked closer he saw Scotland's blank eyes and asked, "Your eyes…wait, are you blind?"

"Ya, haven't been able to see for a while now," Scotland answered with a slightly guilty-looking grin

"What happened, how did you lose our eyesight?" England asked.

"What happened to the wee lass who was with me?" Scotland asked instead of answering the question.

"The doctors took her to run some tests on her, to make sure she is alright. By now they most likely finished that and are looking for her parents. That's another thing I wanted to know, what in the world is she and where did you pick her up?" England answered then asked.

"Well, it may be a bit hard for you to believe but that little girl is a fallen star which was meant to grant Norway's wish for me. Then when she turned into the infant form there was a large blast of light and I lost my eyesight. Thanks to that it was not as easy to get home as It was to leave," Scotland answered.

England paused a moment before answering to take all of this in, then replied, "So you expect us to believe that the little girl is actually some sort of fallen star turned sentient. And what exactly were you planning to do with it?"

"Find a way to get it back to the sky of course," Scotland answered bluntly.

"And how are you going to do that blind?"

"I'll find a way."

"Better question. If by some strange luck the doctors actually give you back the child instead of placing her in some foster care or orphanage how in the world are you going to take care of her until you get her back in the sky?"

"I'm sure there may be some hic-ups along the way but I'm sure I can make it work."

"Even though your blind?"

"I'll think of something. The star herself told me that she did not want to leave my side. So, if she has any luck that won't happen," Scotland finished, ending the discussion.

At that point, a doctor and the police officer from before noticed that he was awake and entered the room to ask him some of the same questions. Scotland internally scowled as he struggled to answer the questions in ways that the humans could understand, ending with them deciding that he must have heard an abandoned child in the woods and went to investigate, at which point due to the darkness, he hit his head in a fall, lost his eyesight, and had to crawl out of the forest. During this time, England decided to excuse himself and call his other brothers to tell them what happened and hopefully have their help in convincing Scotland to forget about caring to the star.

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