Chapter Four: The Epic Quest of Failure part two

So, second part. Not much to say but thanks to those who've actually given this a chance. I'm not too used to being just me, and I love sites like this where I can feel more free. Away from the soppy stuff, let's get on with the disclaimer and start the story!

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia, Hetalia characters, or anything else in this story except for OC's I made up that I might use.

Austria groaned and put a hand to his head. Gott… That rock must've been huge! I feel like scheisse, he thought. Hold on… He glanced around and wondered where he was. It looked mostly white, so maybe someone had taken him to the local hospital… thing.

He sat up and regretted it immediately; his head spun and he almost vomited. A woman walked in (he thought it was a woman- kind of hard to tell with his head spinning) and shuffled over to him quickly and carefully pushed him back down.

"Take it easy, sir; you looked quite shaken up when I brought you in. It's not really a good idea for you to use so much energy," she said. Yep, female.

"Wh… Where… am I?" he asked weakly.

"A new village in Austria," she chirped. "Gee, had no… clue which country I… w-was in," he said sarcastically, recovering from the dizziness. She frowned and turned to get something. When she turned around, she showed off the piece of paper Austria had carried- the paper with the address.

"So, were you tryin' to reach here?" she asked. Austria nodded, slowly, though, as to not agitate his headache. He was finally able to get a clear picture of her: she had dirty blonde hair that barely fell below her ears, there was a… peculiar curl on her right side of hair (right side from Austria's view), she was wearing a coat made of deer skin and pants, and her eyes were red. Overall, he thought she looked pretty; not that he would ever say that.

She smiled at him. "Well, looks like ya found me!" she exclaimed. He blinked and said, "P-pardon me?"

"Ya found me! I worked there 'til a couple a' days ago, when I moved here," she explained. "Lots a' people in Vienna were complainin' that I wadn't close enough, and since that's where my main business is from, I decided to move closer. Business is pretty slow, ya know, and movin' here sped stuff up a bit." Austria wasn't one who liked hearing chit-chat, so he cut in.

"Um, what exactly is your name?" he asked. She blinked, trying to change her train of thought. "Oh. Um… Most a' my family calls me Ginny," she answered. Austria blinked. "Ginny? That's an odd name," he said. Ginny chuckled. "Most people think so, dear," she said.

Austria sat in silence as she placed the paper away. "Um… I'm not so good with first names," he said eventually. "Hm?" she asked. "Well… I'm not too comfortable dealing with first names; would you mind giving me your last name, Doctor?" he asked uncomfortably.

She frowned and bit her finger. "Well… I ain't sure. I know who I am an' all, but I don't got my exact name yet. Daddy's so picky with names… my three younger siblings an' two a' my older siblings still ain't got their names," she admitted. "But, I hear 'Jones' thrown around a lot with dad, so… I guess call me Ginny Jones, or something."

Austria frowned. "What kind of country are you from?" he asked. "America," she answered proudly. "Odd… I never thought his country would be that weird," he muttered. "Hm? Who ya talkin' about?" Dr. Jones asked. Austria flinched. "U-um… Well, let me be honest: have you ever worked with… say, countries before?" Her face lit up.

"Oh, which country you from? You Germany? Maybe Prussia? You sound German." She gasped. "No way, ya can't be! A-Austria!?"

"… I'll take that as a yes," he said with a sweatdrop. "Und, ja, I am Austria."

She gasped and sat on the edge of his bed, startling him. "Oh, what's it like to be a nation!? Daddy won't answer none a' my questions, an' I only know what bein' me is like, and it ain't no different, I gotta earn ma own money an' everythin' right now! Daddy says we gotta do our own thing for a while 'til he gets his damn debts payed off. That war wadn't our fault! He can pay his debts ta Toni off on his own!" she rambled. Austria didn't even attempt to keep up with her.

"I-I'm sorry, you said too much at once," he said. She sighed. "Most people say that." She stood up and turned to him. "Sorry, I should really be more considerate, consid'rin' you prob'ly got got a headache," she apologized.

"Er… It's fine," he lied. "Though, I did hear a certain thing… You said your 'Daddy' doesn't answer many of your questions… What does that mean?" She blinked and smiled nervously. "Um… S-sorry, I shoulnd't a' said nothin'; I'm real forgetful," Dr. Jones said.

"So, what was it ya needed?" she asked. It took Austria a moment to remember what he'd asked earlier. "Er… I need to ask you something, but it's going to need a lot of explaining," he said.

She sat on a chair and said, "Go for it. I talk a lot, and I can listen a whole lot, too." Austria sat up slowly and took a breath.

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"Wow… That's a disease I haven't seen in a while," Dr. Jones commented. Austria raised an eyebrow. "You have seen this before," he said with a hint of surprise. She chuckled. "Yup. But it's been about ten years." He stared at her, and when she noticed, she asked, "Is somethin' wrong?"

"You… You can't be over twenty! H-how could you have seen this at twelve!?" he asked.

"O-oh, um… My Daddy… H-he works 'round medicine a lot," she explained. "B-but that ain't the point," she said. Dr. Jones stood up and helped Austria put his legs over the side of the bed. "Look, ya said he was a nation?" Austria nodded. "Well, get home; he'll be fine."

"…What?" Austria asked. "Get on back to 'im; he's gonna be fine if he can wake up in time," Dr. Jones said. "So long as his nation didn't end 'fore his disease kicked in, he dudn't need no outside help." He stared at her blankly.

She frowned and forced her hands down. "I'll go slow. He don't need. Outside help. If his nation was together. When the disease kicked in. His nation abilities will keep him alive," she said slowly. Dr. Jones then released her hands and a breath that she had been holding.

Austria still stared ahead blankly, and Dr. Jones frowned worriedly. "Um… Y-you alright, Mr. Austria?" she asked. "I… ruined two outfits… und wasted two days of my life… to find out… I could've left him all alone… and he would have been just fine," he said in monotone.

Dr. Jones opened her mouth, but Austria shushed her. "Just… I'll just… go home now…" he said in the same tone of voice. Dr. Jones frowned at him worriedly, but she nodded silently and watched him stand up. "But, um… where exactly are ya headed? I could give ya a lift in my wagon or…"

"Nein, nein, it's okay. I should be alright-"

"It's still rainin' pretty bad," she said. "… Where's the wagon at?"

And off he goes! You guys have fun with your imaginations about who Ginny is, but I think I might've hinted at it a bit much. Next chapter will start at his house, but Ginny does annoy him quite a lot on the trip there. I'm leaving just how up to you guys. Rate, review, and please comment if you have any ideas on how I could improve on write/typing these stories. Also, I apologize for no updates last week, I was at a friend's. (Just saying, Five Nights at Freddy's is not for those who hate horror or getting scared)