A few months passed. Hong Kong and Beijing became very close to each other, most often not doing something important without the other's opinion. However, whenever England came over to visit, she always disappeared for the night.
"Māmā?" Hong Kong asked. "Whenever Bába comes over, Bei-Bei always disappears for the night. Why?"
China froze, the dish in his hands falling back into the water-filled sink with a plunk!. "It's because she has a sleepover with,... with..."
"Taiwan." Beijing supplied. China nodded in agreement, picking up the plate.
"But it's her Bába too. Shouldn't...?"
"Arthur doesn't know about her." China sighed, setting the plate back down. "I never told him about Beijing, because I was afraid he'd take her away too."
Hong Kong crossed his arms. "But then he might find out at the worst possible moment. Bei-Bei should come to the next World Meeting. Washington D.C. goes, and so does Paris, and Moscow, and Seoul."
"But they just play at the park a few blocks down..."
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The ball rolled into the street.
"I'll get it!" Hong hollered, running into the empty street.
Everything happened at once. There was a screech of brakes and tires on the street. Hong found himself staring into the headlights of a car. Then there was a shrill, 'Hong, look out!' and he was pushed to the side.
Red filled his vision as he landed roughly on his arm. The car swerved, running into a thick pole. He saw Beijing laying on the ground, her lovely orange dress now a metallic red.
"BEIJING!"
A/N- Sorry for such a short chapter... But it'll keep you on the edge, no? In case you're wondering what just happened, Beijing ran into the street and pushed Hong Kong out of the way.
