The following day, there was a national broadcast on the news. In English, it went about something like this:

"To whom it may concern:"I'm very sorry for telling a lie about SARS. This disease is not a genetic one, but a virus that spreads through air and physical contact. Again I'm very sorry for being deceitful, and will try to be truthful in the future."

And thus, violent groups of people disbanded, people start wildly making out again, and life went back to normal. As for Prussia:

"What now, you crazy bitch?"

Prussia was recently discharged from the hospital. Because of the pain, he had to get around on a wheelchair. Being too proud to go around like that, he stayed in his home, talking to Hungary over the prison telephone lines.

"Look *cough cough* I'm sorry for what I did," said Hungary, "I want to be your girlfriend again (hack)."

"Fat chance!" replied Prussia, "And what's with you coughing anyway?"

"You see," answered Hungary, "I have SARS *cough*."

Prussia let out a hoot and a holler in the air, scaring the yellow little bird away.

"YOU SEE!?" he cried, "THAT"S WHAT YOU GET FOR HANDLING MY AWESOMEST ASSETS THE WRONG WAY!"

"No, you idiot!" yelled Hungary, "I visited Vietnam, and I might've gotten SARS from her coughs*cough cough*!"

"The irony!" laughed Prussia.

Hungary fumed and turned beet red for a moment.

"Anyway," said Hungary in a flat tone, "I sent you a package, with a note*cough*if you still don't want to reconcile, I'll try to accept it."

Just then, the doorbell rang. Prussia opened the door, which presented a delivery man who handed him a package.

"Just sign here," he said.

After the man left, Prussia took the package to the kitchen table, and the phone rang again.

"Read the note*cough*," Hungary answered, in the phone.

"I'm sorry for cutting off your balls; will you forgive me?" - Elizabeta Héderváry" read Prussia.

Inside the package, was a bouquet of flowers and a bag of 'Whoppers Malted Milk Balls.'

"America told me to *cough cough* give that to you," said Hungary.

"You know what?" replied Prussia, "You may be somewhat insane, but I'll consider it."


The following day, our OC, Han was walking on the streets, when he saw this lady come out of the dry cleaning store with her clothes neatly folded, rather than hanged and bagged. Curious, he looked across the street, where the billboard was, and on it, a notice was posted:

Attention: Coat hangers might facilitate the spread of syphilis

Here we go again.

If you read all of the chapters, again, thank you for taking time off to read my story. About the title, there is an old Chinese proverb that states one lie told by a person, would be told as the truth by a dozen others. I thought that would be perfect for this story, hence the name. Again, reviews are appreciated, and thanks for reading!