4

It's My Sister

After Liechtenstein finished eating her breakfast, her and Switzerland headed for to the final world meeting for the next three months. And thankfully, the ride in the cab over to the meeting building wasn't silent like yesterday. They made small talk about simple nothing that popped up in their minds. The ride to the building short, maybe five minutes at the most.

Liechtenstein almost forgot she had grown until Miss Hungary exclaimed, "My dear look at you! I see you still have the clothes I gave you!"

Liechtenstein smiled slightly and nodded, "Yes, thank you again, Miss Hungary."

Then almost everyone noticed the young female nation had grown overnight. The attention was almost too much for the poor Liechtenstein to handle until everyone noticed a center nation sat at the table looking depressed.

The nation just sat there, one hand holding up his head, and the free hand scratching at the oak table in a tired manner.

"Should we ask him what's wrong?"

"No way, he'll probably kill us!"

The nations whispered nervously to each other, wondering who would dare ask the superpower what was wrong. And through all the nervous chatter, a small voice piped up, "I'll ask him."

Then silence, the other nations stared at Liechtenstein, but said nothing to try and convince her otherwise.

She made a sound of satisfaction and walked over to the table confidently. She sat in the chair right next to the depressed nation. The nation gave a small smile and said softly, almost half-heartedly, "доброе утро, sunflower. How are you?"

"Fine, Mr. Russia", in truth Liechtenstein didn't fear Russia at all, in fact he was very kind to her and told her fairytales. Of course Switzerland didn't like the idea of Liechtenstein being near the man, but surprisingly never tried to keep her away from him.

"I suppose, you are here to ask me what's wrong?"

"Yes, I am. And you don't have to tell me if you'd like."

The Russian man shook his head, "No it's alright. It is just-" he sighed "It's my sister, she is a little unwell at the moment. I'm sorry, she's not a little unwell, she is quite unwell, and seems to be getting worse."

"Mr. Russia if you don't mind me asking but which sister of yours is it?"

"Belarus, Ukraine is taking care of her, but she isn't getting better…"

Liechtenstein placed her hand on the older nation's shoulder and said sympathetically, "It's alright, I'm sure she will get better. They say, 'If there is will, there is a way', and with Belarus in mind she will probably will away the illness very quickly."

Russia brought his hand up slowly, patted Liechtenstein's hand, and in a very soft voice said, "Thank you, sunflower".

She opened her mouth to speak but was cut short by England's unmistakable accent as it cut through the air, "Now come on. Let's started, the sooner we get started the sooner we can leave to home".

He opened his mouth to say more but suddenly stopped and looked at the wall behind him thoughtfully.

"Hey Iggy! Ya' hallucinating again?" America laughed.

"Shut it, Yankee", England snapped. He walked over to the wall and placed his ear against it as if listening for something. Suddenly his eyes snapped open almost impossibly wide and quickly turned around. He said rushed, "Now listen we need-" but he was cut off by a loud ringing noise and then deafening bang as the wall crumbled down onto him.

The room filled with smoke and dust, but once most of it cleared, America ran over to the pile of what used to be drywall and plumbing pipes, and began pulling out pieces to try and find England under all the mess.

That was to be expected of the nation with a hero complex, what no one expected was the second explosion that came from under the floorboards that were right under America.

Yes I am evil. Mwahahaha! My secret weapon; THE CLIFFHANGER! *Darth Vader theme music starts playing in the background* Is England okay? What about America? What's wrong with Belarus? Who planned the explosions? Write a review one or all of these question, I love to hear what you guys think, also leave a small explanation so its not entirely random, out-of-the-hat guess.