Ivan sighed and continued taking care of the Canadian, but it was late and even the Russian was getting tired. "He'll be alright for a few hours. If he gets bad I'll pounce on you." Kumajirou says, walking over and curling up beside the Canadian and the Russian was too tired to object and fell asleep in the fairly uncomfortable
-_-A FEW HOURS LATER-_-
"Canada sat up mumbling, and blinking awake. He looks around and is slightly confused as to how he got into bed then had a mini freak out when he saw the largest nation sleeping in a chair beside his bed. He froze and stared at the Russian before pacing his breathing and swallowing. "Should I wake him?" Matthew whispers to his bear friend. "I don't think so, He should get his sleep, he was up all night." Kumajirou says, then walks over to the phone and picks up the receiver in his mouth. "Getting food would be a good idea." Matthew whispers and takes the reciever. He knows little German so he just asked for the Special they had that day. After he's told his two orders of the day's special and one order of some fish dish will be ready in 10 minutes and up in 15, Canada sighs and hangs up. He checks his phone and sighs when he sees no one has called or anything.
Then nearly jumps out of his skin when he does get a call. He picks up his phone quickly and answers without checking the ID. "Hello?" He asks quietly. "Matvey? Why are we whispering?" Irina's whispering voice comes over the line. "Uh, Russia is asleep." Matthew says, moving to get out of bed when he sees the glass. He sits on the edge, mentally creating a map of where the glass is so he can avoid it. "I told him to watch over you. Not take a nap." Irina says, sounding like she would give the Russian a scolding of a lifetime. Matthew carefull stood up, and walked to the door on his toes -mentally thanking the fact that France more or less forced him to take point ballet- "Kumajirou says he was up all night." Matthew whispers and stops at the door, peering out the peephole of the room. "Alright, I can't blame him for being exhausted himself, but he should get up soon. You were in terrible condition." Irina says and Matthew nods even though she couldn't possibly see. "Yeah, I know. I really don't understand why my economy is one of the best in the world." Matthew says and opens the door before the tall German server could knock. "Sorry." Matthew whispers but the man nods and gestures to the cart and then the room. "Haben Sie den Wagen wollen?" He asks in a hushed tone, taking the fact that he should speak quietly from how the Canadian spoke. "Oh uh, Ja, Ja ich würde" Matthew whispers after figuring out what the man says. He pulls a few euro and tips the man as he leaves the cart for Matthew to pull in the room. Matthew pulls the cart into the room as much as he could so he could shut the door, which he did.
He sighs and looks back and sees the Russian still soundly asleep. Russia looked innocent as he slept. Matthew walks back over to the bed on his toes, avoiding the glass. Matthew very carefully leans over and goes to wake the Russian, but his arm was caught by the man. "Что ты делаешь?" Russia growls and tightens his grip more on the Canadian. Matthew starts shaking and swallowed, trying to ignore the fact that his wrist could possible be broken if he wasn't careful. "I-I was going to wake you, ask you if you wanted some food." Canada whispers, a bit extremely fearful of the Russian. Russia kept his glare on the Canadian and tightened his hold on the Canadians wrist. "R-Russia y-you're going to-" Matthew was cut off by his bears growl. Kumajirou pounced on the Russian's arm and latched onto the one gripping Canada. This only causes Russia to increase his grip on Matthew. "R-Russia y-you're g-going to break something. " Matthew whines, shaking and trying to get his arm out of the vice like grip. Russia however was increasing how hard his grip was with every second the Canadian's bear was biting him, and Kumajirou continues biting the Russian as long as he hurts his master. Soon a crack in heard and Matthew starts whimpering at his broken wrist and Kumajirou lets go and so does the Russian. Matthew sits on the bed, looking warily at the Russian, Kumajirou curled up next to his injured master. "извините" Russia mumbles then they both hear frantic shouts in Ukrainian. Matthew says put, sitting crosslegged on his bed, so Russia rounds the bed and picks up Matthew's discarded phone.
"Vanya! What did you do?!" Ukraines voice comes scolding from the phone. "Nothing, well I may have broken something." Russia says, and glances back at the Canadian with a childish smile. "A bone something?" Ukraine asks, a growl in her own voice. "Maybe, " Russia says. "Can you hand me some food?" Matthew asks in a whisper, Russia raises an eyebrow at the request but grabs one of the dishes and hands it to the Canadian. Matthew places it on the bed when he notices the arm bleedins quite profousely. He grabs some of the bandages from the bedside table with his not broken arm and grabs the Russian's arm. Ivan continues to talk to Irina on the phone as he stares at the Canadian with a confused look as Matthew wraps Ivan's wounded arm with little trouble and only one hand. Matthew shrugs at the look "I'm a field doctor in wars a lot. " Matthew whispers still. "Put Matvey on" Irina orders and Ivan does hesitantly. Matthew holds the phone to his ear .
"I'm fine Ukraine." Matthew says instantly. Russia raises an eyebrow at the statement, then notices the bear whining and pointing at the food. Russia looks at one of the dishes and sees it fish then hands it to the bear, assuming it was for the creature. Matthew puts the phone straight down from his ear so he could still hear Ukraine's worrying but she couldn't hear him. "The other one is for you. Thought you'd be hungry." Matthew says, smiling slightly for a split second, then goes back to talking to the frantic Ukrainian woman. Russia looks at the blond curiously again but this time shakes his head and grabs the dish and sits in the chair he was before.
After Matthew had finished talking to Irina, he put the phone on the table and ate as well as he could without using his broken wrist. "Not many nations handle broken bones that well." Russia says, knowing how many nations react to having their bones snapped. "Well, I guess I'm stronger than people think. Can we drop the subject?" Matthew asks, filling his mouth with food so he can't talk. Russia looks at the blond curiously, but figures he can get that information later.