Wednesday, 18 of February, 2015

Ugh, I do not feel at all like writing, but I have important stuff to say. Why haven't people invented a way to just type using only your brain. We have computers in our pockets but not this. Frankly, smart phones seem like sorcery to me. I still, to this day can't get over how cool airplanes are. I stopped being able to understand what makes technology work about a hundred years ago.

America rang me today. This is how the conversation went.

"Yo, Hungary took the blame for your little device from the Valentine's day party!" He announced.

"Why would she do that? She doesn't even know who really did it, does she?"

"Why don't you try to find out. But hey, lucky us, we are off the hook."

"I will find out, but I can't let her take the blame for something she didn't do." I said. I personally know how wrong that feels.

"You gonna come clean?" America sounded surprised.

"No, I need to make this look like an outside job. A failed outside job that no one will investigate further. Tell me, do you know if they found the blank Valentine's day cards in the ceiling?"

"I don't think so."

After the phone conversation I started to come up with a plan. First, I needed to find out why Hungary confessed to something she didn't do. I think I will need Liechtenstein to help with that, I think she will have to be told the truth in order to get out of Hungary what I need to hear. Then, I need to visit the scene of the prank and pick up my cards. I will also need to create false evidence leading Germany and Japan to believe the culprit was a person outside of our circles. Also, i need to find out if anyone had actually stolen anything that day. Germany and Japan have probably figured that out by now.

I need to contact Liechtenstein right now.

Seriously, knowing you didn't do something while everyone else thinks you did is the one of the worst feelings I can think of. The guilt knowing you actually did the thing and just letting someone else take the blame is one of the worst types of guilt you can feel.

And why did this harmless prank have to turn into a crime scene cover up? Actually, this happens too frequently in the government. Nothing can be simple. Everybody has to be suspicious.