Chapter 4
"London, wake up. The plane is leaving soon." "Bugger." I mumbled as I dropped out of bed. Today, officially, I was at war with Austria and Russia. Me, England and some other countries were flying to Germany to start out campaign against Austria. I hurriedly got dressed and grabbed my bag. England threw all the bags in the trunk of his car and we drove to the airport. "Which gate is our flight at?" Asked England, as we dropped our bags down at a long, delaying process called security. "It says 'Gate 11'." "Okay, so we'll head over there when all of this is done. You've got your passport right?" "Yup." "Good." I fidgeted excitedly. We were landing at a place called Prerow in Germany, by the sea. We were going to stay there for awhile before we headed towards the border of Austria. I had read about the warm seas and couldn't help get excited. After going through the laborious task of security and baggage, England and I were making our way towards Gate 11. "England-san! Wait up!"
I turned and saw Japan running towards us frantically, bags failing in the wind. "I lost my information for the flight! Which gate are we going to?" I almost had a conniption of laughter. I looked to England to explain this one to Japan because I was trying not to have a fit of giggles.
"Japan, the Gate number is on your ticket."
"….Oh…."
"Come with us Japan, we're headed to Gate 11."
"Hai."
Japan walked with us silently, head down. I walked over and patted his shoulder gently. "It's okay Japan-kun. Everyone makes silly mistakes sometimes." Japan looked up and smiled. "You're very nice. I can see why Germany likes you so much." I blushed and stepped back a little. "Oops," Said Japan. "I wasn't supposed to say that." My mind was in shambles. "Germany likes me? Even after what I said?" I sighed in happiness and eased up a little. "Now I'm looking forward to spending a war with him." I thought to myself. "Because let's admit it. I like him too."
"Ve~! I wonder when Japan is getting here?" Italy thought aloud. "Don't ask me." I scoffed. "Hey look it's Japan! And England and London are with him!" "London?" My heart started to beat faster. I turned to look. Japan bowed as he passed and sat down next to me. London passed by and smiled at me.
* * *
"We are now boarding flight 783." I stood up and walked towards the gate entrance. I gave my ticket to the stand and started to walk towards first class luxury. I. LOVE. MY. BROTHER. He's the one who booked the plane. I looked over at England. "Hey brother, are we sitting next to each other?" "No. Someone already had the seat reserved. I'm spending three hours on a plane next to America. "This will be torture…" I silently thanked God. My brother can be annoying; especially on plane rides for some reason. I found my seat and sat down. I closed my eyes and prepared to take a nap. 3 hours till' Prerow. I'm not staying awake the whole time. "Oh, London, you're sitting next to me." I wrenched my eyes open. I glanced over and saw Germany putting a bag in the compartment above. "Hi Germany." "Hallo." He sat down and pulled out a book and glasses. I glanced at the cover. 'Pride and Prejudice' "You like Austen?" I inquired. "Hm? Oh, no I'm not a fan, it's just a good book." "Oh yeah that reminds me." I fished around in my bag and pulled out 'The Hobbit'. "I need to finish this." Germany looked over. "Tolkien? I'm a fan of him." I smiled. "Yeah, his books are amazing." A voice came over the loudspeaker. "Please buckle your seatbelts. We'll be leaving shortly." I buckled my seatbelt and jumped into the word of Tolkien and Bilbo Baggins. I didn't even notice when the plane took off. Suddenly a voice took me out of my novel. "Do you want anything to drink?" I looked up. Just a stewardess. "Um, I'll have a Coke please." "And anything for you, sir?" "Nein, danke. (1)" The stewardess went onto the next seats. I glanced over at Germany. He was deeply absorbed in his novel. I went back to mine. Time passed. I got my Coke. Time passed. I finished my Coke. Time passed. I yawned. I looked out the window. White clouds and bright blue seas greeted me. "Aren't we halfway there?" I asked in a yawn. My eyelids started to droop. I couldn't hold back closing them. I was asleep by chapter 17.
I was starting chapter 20 when something gently landed on my shoulder. "Huh?" I looked over. London was leaning on my shoulder, fast asleep and breathing softly. I smiled a bit. "She looks so peaceful sleeping." I thought. "I won't disturb her." I went back to my book. London didn't even stir. I read a little bit more, but I began to yawn. "Scheiße (2). We're almost there and I'm getting tired." I mumbled to myself. My eyelids started to droop and I let them. I started to lean on London's head. The last thing I saw before falling asleep was my fingers slowly slipping into London's hand.
(1) No thanks
(2)Shit