After a couple of weeks of not writing this story for no real reason, I've finally updated ^0^
After attempting to kick down the door a few times, England did the only thing he could think of.
"This is your fault!" He yelled at the Frenchman who was trying desperately to open a window.
"Quoi? How is this my fault?" France stared at him in disbelief.
"You're the one who read the bloody newspaper!" England argued.
"W-well, you're..." France paused. "You could have stopped me!"
"What kind of argument is that?" The Brit sighed before looking around sadly. "But...it looks like we really are trapped in here..."
France tried to smile "I...I'm sure there's a way out...Just…one that person didn't find...?" He half-heartedly gestured to the skeleton on the floor.
The two of them searched anxiously. All the windows were either decorations on the wall, or unreachable due to fallen floorboards. At the front of the room was a chalkboard with the words 'let me out let me out' written over and over again. The words seemed to get more and more frantic as they got to the end of the chalkboard.
"I...wonder how we missed that" France thought aloud as he finished reading the chalkboard.
"We really are trapped" England said, a little bitterly.
"Angleterre, you shouldn't think so negatively..."
"How can I not?" England turned to the door angrily. "Let us out!" He yelled as he gave the door another furious kick.
The lights flickered as the door opened with a click.
The two nations only hesitated for a split second before scrambling out of the room, collapsing together as they reached the hallway.
"That was scary..." France breathed in relief.
England nodded with a panicked sigh.
They wordlessly agreed to carry on, walking down another floor.
"There...really were a lot of other people here before us" England said as they passed another skeleton.
"I...It'll work out for us though. I'm sure of it!" France tried laughing positively, but it only came out as a nervous chuckle.
England didn't reply, and just continued walking.
Eventually they reached a door labeled 'infirmary'. They both stepped inside cautiously.
"Matches?" England examined the small box before putting it in his pocket. He looked at the old space heater it had been placed next to curiously. "Wow, this thing's so full of ash; it'll probably never light again..."
"What a shame, I was actually feeling kind of cold" France said sadly.
After trying to explore the room carefully, they found the medicine cabinet was filled with every medicine they had ever heard of, and even a bottle of rubbing alcohol (What did they need all of this for? England thought in surprise), a poster of the inside of the human body (Did...someone paint over the organs in blood?" France said, horrified), a poster that said 'wash your hands' ("Well, this is an infirmary" England couldn't help but smile as France looked at it in disbelief) and two beds.
They left that room, climbing up another set of stairs they found. A sign told them that they had found the toilets. They went into the boy's first.
"No water" England said as he tried turning the taps on the sink.
"Something wrong?" France asked as he opened one of the cubicles.
"I just realised how thirsty I was..."
"...I suppose that will be a problem if we have to stay here too long" France pouted "It's obviously raining. If only we could get outside, then-" he opened the cubicle at the end of the room.
"Shut the Goddamn door!" A loud booming voice yelled from the empty cubicle. France jumped back as the door slammed shut.
"...And what the hell was that?" England asked.
France didn't know whether to scream in shock or laugh from the sheer randomness. Eventually he made a noise that sounded like a strangled mix between the two. "I suppose even ghosts need their privacy..." he said weakly.
They decided it was better to leave that room after that.
"Okay, maybe there's somewhere downstairs we haven't searched yet..." England started walking towards the stairs.
"Wait, Angleterre, we haven't looked in that room yet" France pointed to a door at the end of the room.
England stared at him "We can't go in there!"
"Pourquoi?" France asked in confusion.
"That's the girl's bathroom!" The Brit blushed slightly.
France rolled his eyes "Do you really think that matters here?"
"You can go in if you really want to, but I'm staying here!" England huffed and turned away from the Frenchman.
France muttered something about a 'drama queen' (which England chose to ignore) before walking into the other toilet.
That damn frog has no shame... England thought irritably.
"H-hey! America? Where are you?"
England blinked...That was...America? No, too quiet...Also, why would he be asking about himself? That had to be...Gah, what was it? Canada. That
was it, Canada.
"France!" England yelled "Come here quick!"
The Frenchman ran out of the bathroom "What happened?" He asked worriedly.
"I just heard Canada's voice...I think it was coming from downstairs" he pointed towards the door.
"Really? Let's go!" France said firmly. They ran towards the stairs, wondering if they would actually be able to find the Canadian (for once)
England gasped as he suddenly tripped at the top of the stairs.
"Angleterre! Are you alright?" France grabbed him in an attempt to stop him falling all the way down.
"It's...it's my ankle" England winced. "T-thanks..." he said quietly as France helped him up.
"I'm just glad you didn't fall! But your ankle does look pretty bad" France frowned "We should really find somewhere for you to sit down...Here, lean on my shoulder for now" England nodded, a little grudgingly.
They walked slowly down the rest of the stairs, not really sure where they were going, until France remembered the infirmary a little bit ahead.
"There were some beds in here, right?" France said as they entered the room. "You can lie down here"
"You'd expect them to be a lot dustier..." England said as he examined the beds.
"At least they're clean" France smiled. "Go and sit down. I'll look for something that can help"
England sighed and sat on the bed in the corner as France started searching the medicine cabinet.
"I found a splint and some bandages" France said triumphantly, holding them up for the Brit to see. "Hold still, I think I can help your ankle with this"
France hopped onto the bed next to England's, wrapping the bandages round his ankle. "That should do it!" He said happily.
"Thanks..." England didn't want to look the Frenchman in the eye. He hated asking for help, especially from France. But at that moment, he really had no choice.
"It'd be much better if I had some ice to put on it..." France lay down on his bed "But it should still be better than if I just left it alone. You know, sometimes I think I should be the new school nurse" France said cheerfully.
"What school would let you be the nurse?" England turned away from the Frenchman, lying down himself. No reply. "France? Did you fall asleep? Well...I guess you kind of deserve a rest..."
"I knew you cared" France suddenly said teasingly.
England felt his face turn red "...Shut up"
"But there's also Amérique...Out of everyone, you're probably worried about him the most..."
"Seriously, shut up"
"I'm just saying; it's obvious. I wonder, do you think he's worried about you too? You know, you two would be a good-"
"What part of 'shut up' don't you understand, frog?" England snapped, more red than ever.
France smirked "Okay, okay...But don't worry, I'm sure we'll find him soon"
"Why would I care if we find him or not?" England tried to say convincingly.
"You're not fooling anyone..."
"America? Their eyes widened. Can...can anyone hear me? France? England?"
"That was Canada again!" England said in surprise.
"I-I'll go take a look" France got up from his bed, going towards the door. "You should stay here and rest. I won't be long"
England looked at him uncertainly "Is that really such a good idea? I should go too..."
"Don't worry! I know you'll miss me, but you should just stay here. You're ankle only just got better!" France winked "I'll be back before you know it!" He flounced out the door in full France style.
I'm leaving it there XD I don't think I'm going to include the deaths that happened in the game...I don't think my heart would be able to take it T-T It would involve people getting hanged (France), thrown against a wall at full speed and splattered everywhere (Italy), going crazy when they realised what happened to Italy and jumping out a window (Germany), and falling down a hole and getting crushed by rubble (Japan)...I just can't do that to them :'( Anyway, please review and tell me what you think ^_^