A.N. This has gotten VERY popular. Thank you all so much! so this is where I unveil the main... I guess you could call it a character. be prepared.
France woke up to the sound of screaming. His mind immediately stirred within the gutter in which it currently dwelled. His first thought was (The author refuses to put this in the story) his second thought was (The author has decided that putting this in the story could corrupt young minds.) He then realized where he was, and he wondered if (think yaoi.) it finally occurred to him that the screams might be from pain. He also realized he should probably follow everyone else out of the room before he was left alone. That would be bad.
"Bloody hell. That was unexpected." England was the first to speak, and he stated the obvious.
"I believe we should wear some sort of protection- not that kind France. For our ears. That way we won't get a headache from the… screaming" Germany watched as France grinned. That STILL sounded dirty. Japan began to shuffle through his bag decorated with various anime characters. While he dug around, Russia muttered to himself, something about pain.
"That's true." Prussia seemed to be responding to Russia. How odd. "We should probably give them painkillers." Japan continued rustling around in his bag, and Germany began to smoke from the ears. A large vein became visible on his head, and France resisted the urge to go up and measure it.
"We have no clue what that could do!" The vein began to wiggle, and France watched it, fascinated. It looked like (the author has stated that France is a perv.). "Besides," Germany continued ranting, "a little pain never hurt anyone." The British doctor raised his hand.
"Actually, there are several recorded instances of-" he was cut of by Germany who waved his hand in the air.
"Fine. But how will we get it in there; the screaming would give people headaches, and we would lose our only warning!" Germany continued his ranting, and France watched the vein on his forehead grow. Japan let out a small, frustrated, noise and dumped his belongings out on the floor. There was a miku plushie, a zim plushie, a large red teacup with Grell Sutcliffe on it, and various other anime related items. Japan grabbed a box of… something, and held it out to Germany.
"Here. Earplugs." As talkative as usual, France noted. Germany looked at the earplugs.
"Vhat? I don't even…" another vein popped out on his head.
"They are themed so you can have your favorite yaoi pairing in your e- hey, hold on!" Japan looked after Germany in dismay as he walked away with two random earplugs. France chuckled. Yaoi, huh? France preferred the real thing.
"Who did he grab?" Hungary walked over to Japan and looked inside. "And where did you buy those?" she began sorting through the earplugs, putting some aside in pairs.
"The internet is an amazing place," Japan began handing out the pairs to various countries, who looked at the earplugs suspiciously. "And Germany grabbed Sebastian from kuroshitsugi and Natsu from fairy tail." While the two yaoi-loving countries began to chat about various pairings, France looked at what he had been given. There were cartoonlike faces on the squishy material, both boys. France put them in his ears and entered the room. The noise seemed a dull roar, and Germany was busying himself with injecting sedatives, which would work like a pain medication for the countries. France busied himself with a syringe full of the stuff, careful not to poke himself. He hated needles. It was 8:05 by the time they got everyone injected, but for some reason, the screams only got louder. The fever rose too, from 137 to 158. It seemed to be synchronized. The doc had left with a blood test to see if they could figure out what everyone had caught. Two more fell ill. France looked out across the beds. America, the Italy brothers, Switzerland and Liechtenstein, China, Ukraine, Poland, Estonia, Sealand, Finland, Mexico, Greece, Korea, and the two newbies, Scotland and Ireland. They were all screaming, and the earplugs were doing nothing whatsoever to mute the noise. It was rather unearthly, as it sounded like everyone in their country howling in terror and pain. Belarus was doing nothing, just staring blankly at her sister. Russia was outright sobbing. Germany had left the room, crying as well. England was sitting in a chair, staring at nothing in particular. No one liked seeing their friends and relatives in pain. With a start, France realized he was crying too. Why couldn't this just be OVER? As he thought that, the doc beckoned them from the door. All of the countries still standing walked over to have an impromptu meeting in the hall.
"Well, the blood tests came back." The doc hesitated, and then sighed. "I'm not really sure how to tell you this, but… it isn't natural." Everyone listened intently. No one spoke. Finally, the doc pointed at a picture on the papers he was holding. In the picture was a… robot?
"What is that?" Prussia looked at it, confused. "Some sort of robo-virus?" the doctor almost laughed.
"It's called a nanovirus. It is apparently intelligent, and is most likely toying with us. I just hope-" the doc was cut off by sudden silence. It was 8:51 am, and all was quiet. An unnatural sound that could only be described as a chuckle came from the room holding the infected countries. And then a voice.
"So you've figured it out."