"Englaaaand!" he whined more, "It's fine! Can't we just go?" he asked trying to rub his face and move away from the attacking cloth. England shook his head and put the cloth back in its place where it was sitting before it was cleaning America.
"No, I'm afraid not yet.." England sighed, "We still have another ten minutes before we go, so during that time try not to get dirty or anything, please?" England asked as he went to finish his cup of tea.
All three of them nodded, silence fell upon them for a moment.
"What's school like..." Russia asked since at this age none of them had really been to school so they wouldn't know what it was like.
"I bet it's really stupid." America huffed and pouted, crossing his arms and turning his head away from England, who rolled his eyes.
"It's not as bad as you think America." England reassured taking one last sip from his tea and setting it down carefully in the sink, "Now come on, we need to be going now." England pulled on his green jacket and walked toward the door waiting for the other three to join him. All of them seemed to be sulking as they walked along, not looking forward to this dreaded day, America's words had stuck to all of them, "Come now, it's not that bad, it's a lot of fun, you'll enjoy it." England smiled at them and these words also stuck to them, maybe it wouldn't be that bad, maybe it would be fun infact!
"Where's Kumajiro?..." Canada asked, looking about for his bear.
"Kumajiii-?" England wondered then remembered it was the bear, "Ah.. I know where it is, lad, but I'm afraid I can't get it right now, but you'll have him as soon as we get back." England nodded and got them to the car helping them in and securing them with the seatbelt. England had got in the front, driving off.
Canada had his head down in the back of the car, upset about his bear whilst America and Russia just peered out the window watching all the forest of trees and bushes go by. "HEY LOOK THERES A SQUIRREL AND A BUNNY OVER THERE!" America pointed over bouncing ever so slightly as he looked at the animals running about. Russia and Canada looked out the window immediately seeing the cute creature hopping about and nibbling on nuts and leafs.
"So cute.." Canada whispered, smiling he leaned over so his hands were over Russia on the other side of his lap. England smiled and nodded he looked about making sure there were no cars about and turned driving closer to the infant school, once the car had stopped the three children knew where they now were. England had helped them out of the car and walked with them to the school leading them in, once he was sure they were set he hugged and waved them goodbye then got back into the car ready to drive home.
America sighed but tried to make himself look strong and clever whilst he let the canadian and the russian boys hold onto his t shirt at the back, he walked on until a teacher got in his way, bending down to there level and holding out there hand to shake. America jumped startled then looked at the hand taking it.
"Hello, boys, you must be new, yes? Come on into the classroom then." the female teacher greeted, happily, shaking America's hand and holding it as they walked along into a classroom already filled with tiny students either colouring or playing with toys, most of the girls were playing with the teddies, most likely a tea party and most of the boys were colouring a war, America could tell it was a war by the amount of fire and red colouring there was on the page. Canada and Russia looked at eachother both not too keen on the classroom and they looked to America to see if he felt the same but there was the older with a grin of confidence on his face.
The teacher chuckled at them then whistled a little grabbing the classes attention, "Everyone" She sung, "This is America, Russia and Canada, they are new so be nice, okay?" she smiled and looked to them bending down to there level again, "My name is ," all three of them nodded and waved, she chuckled at there shyness, and left them to what they wanted to do.
"America, I don't like it here..." Russia complained holding tighter onto his shirt. America rolled his eyes.
"How do you know you don't like it, if you don't try it?" America asked.
"I thought you were meant to ask that when someone wouldn't eat food?" Russia asked.
America looked over at the crayons and paper, "Maybe we'll like it we haven't tried it out here yet." America smiled.
"b-but weren't you the one who said it would be bad?" Canada asked
America nodded, "Well... yeah but idea's change." he said and sat down leaning over and grabbing the paper and crayons, "Come on! We can draw." America grinned. Russia and Canada smiled and sat by him grabbing paper and crayons too and began colouring with America, soon all three had crayon markings over them, mostly there hands and face. Everything was great and they began to come to love the school, until it had reached lunch time they had eaten fine, neither of them had eaten much though.
Soon they were outside Canada had seemed to take a liking to playing on the stone path, he liked the sound the stones made when he walked across them or kicked them, after doing it for so long he felt a hand grab the back of his head and throw him down to the ground he straight away hit the floor scraping his forehead and causing his nose to bleed. America and Russia stood up they only saw the back of the two boys head who hit Canada until they ran away. The duo ran over to see if Canada was alright.
"C-Canada are you okay?!" America asked very worried and turned Canada over the boy was holding his nose and wailing. America and Russia helped him back up and walked with him to the nurses room all three of them trying to get the blood of him but only ended up being covered in blood themselves. Canada had decided to stay in the nurses room whilst the others stayed outside. America played on the slide and swings, leaving Russia to himself.
Russia, after a while of searching in the bushes, had managed to find a bright green caterpillar, he was really excited to run over and show it to America until two boys got in his way. "Ah.. ?..." (Excuse Me..) he said forgetting that they wouldn't understand his language.
"What the heck, does that mean?" one of the boys asked.
Russia looked between them, "I mean excuse me..." he tried walking around them until the other boy snatched the caterpillar away from his hand watching it squirm both of them laughed.
"Why are you collecting caterpillars?" he asked, mockingly.
"I've never seen a caterpillar before.." he tried grabbing it back becoming more worried now.
The two kicked him back and he managed to hit his head on a small stone which to any child would sting, he held the back of his head in pain becoming both upset and angry, "Give me back the caterpillar!" he yelled getting up and reaching for it again but it was too late when the boy had crushed the bug in his hand and wiped his hands clean.
"What caterpillar?" The two laughed. Russia looked at them horrified for a moment until his anger increased and he reached up grabbing there necks tightly and pinning them to the ground.
"Kol kol kol kol kol kol kol..." he chanted on, his grip growing tighter round there throats, both of them screamed until one of them managed to wriggle his arm out and grab his arm pulling him off.
"Agh.. You're crazy!" They yelled and pushed him down like they did Canada. Russia glared as they ran away and then saw America running over as he saw they had pushed him on the floor.
"Russia! Are you okay?!" America asked, worried and reached down to help him up, the smaller boy nodded then looked to what was left of the caterpillar on the ground, letting out a tiny whimper. America frowned and looked at the caterpillar.
"I wanted to show you and Canada and France and England.." he said sadly.
America frowned and hugged him he was about to reassure him that he was going to get the two boys back for what they did until a teacher came over yelling at them.
"So it's both of your first days at school and you're already bullying other children!?" She yelled angrily. America and Russia looked horrified.
"B-But"
"No, No, two boys came up to me saying that, you, America threatened to hurt them and, you, had already strangled them!" although Russia did strangle them, it was more in defense then anything and yet America did nothing! As she was about to grab hem both pulled away and ran away from her the only thing they wanted to do now was to get away from this place and that they would do so reaching the fence they managed to climb under a hole on the bottom and run away, this of corse made the teacher panic and looked around to see them but it was far too late as they were already gone and out of site. The teacher ran fast to the reception quickly calling England and France.
"Hello?" England answered
"U-Uhm... Hello mister England th-this is r-really im-important, in a v-v-very bad w-way.." the teacher stuttered in a panic.
England started to worry hearing that, "What? Tell me what happened this moment.." England demanded.
"I-I believe America and Russia has ran off site and w-we can't see them... anymore.." she shook in her panic still.
England's heart stopped, "..What?!" He yelled, extremely angry and worried, he couldn't think of anything else but to slam the phone down and grab France pulling him outside, rushing to the car. France barely had anytime to ask anything but he had a feeling something bad was happening.
"An-Anglettere? What is 'appened?" he asked. England roughly shoved him in the car and got in himself on the drivers side.
"That bloody school lost America and Russia, that's what happened!" England yelled, "We are going to get Canada first then we are going to look for them. France's eyes widened.
"Oh no.."
America and Russia walked on and on becoming worried and wouldn't admit it but scared, they had no idea where they were going but they were sure to find there way back home soon. Russia held onto America tightly as the older boy led them both round.
"Where are we going?..." Russia asked looking about.
America looked to him and then around the area they were in calming himself down he looked at him bravely, "We can do what we want!" he grinned, hiding he was terrified.
France sat in the back of the car, hugging Canada who was still crying his eyes out from the scrapes on his forehead, "Oh, mon petit, i'z okay, We wont take vous zhere anymore." he cooed kissing the boys head at the top. Canada nodded burying his face into France's shirt. France rubbed his back more trying to calm him.
England had become much more increasingly worried now that it was taking so long to find them, so many terrible images and thoughts ran through his head as it had almost been an hour since they were gone now.
After becoming more tired America and Russia sat down for a bit on grass and noticed a young man in his 20's come over to them, they both got up to run away until he grabbed them by there arms, "Hey hey, kids, Why are you out here alone?" he asked.
America was aiming to hit him only making the man chuckle, "Calm down, I'm going to help you, Do you know where you live?" he asked. Russia shook his head. He frowned, "Hmm... I can only think of a school in this area if you came from there?" he wondered and after a moment Russia nodded. The man smiled and picked them both up, "Here, I'll take you back." he smiled walking back to the direction of the school the whole time America and Russia were hiding there face in his shoulder and eventually they found themselves back at the school.
The teacher came, her hand over her chest and panting heavily, "Oh thank you.. thank goodness.. I've been non stop panicing, thank you..." she sighed in relief and called England again. The man smiled and nodded and just as he was about to leave he felt a tug on the back of his trousers. America wanted him to stay until England and France had gotten there.
The man smiled and leaned down petting the Americans head, "I would like to stay, but I'm afraid I have to go home now to Sweden and Sealand~" he got up again and waved walking out of the door, "Goodbye~ I'm sorry I can't stay longer." he smiled one last time until leaving the reception of the school. America and Russia sat with eachother.
"Yes... Yes.. they're right here sir... Yes I'm deeply sorry... Yes... Goodbye..." The teacher sighed putting the phone down, "They'll be here in a few-" the door slammed open an in came in a very pissed off looking Englishman.
"THANK YOU AGAIN, MISS." he stated angrily and snatched the hands of the mischevious two pulling them out and putting them into the car. "I don't even know, what to say!" he yelled as he climbed in the car and began to drive off, "Honestly! How do you know someone wouldn't have taken you away and hurt you!" he drove off his hands clenched tightly on the wheel of the car. France glared down at the boyswho were beginning to slightly hyperventilate, this was definetely the worst day ever..
The rest of the trip was relatively quiet only the slight sniffle or sob coming from Canada but that was really it. England yanked them out and brought them both inside, whilst France sat down in the room with Canada. England took them both upstairs into their bedroom and began scolding them, "Do you have any idea of how dangerous it is to walk out there on your own!?" England yelled and gave them an extremely hard smack on their bottom making them squeak and yelp, "I'm so angry it's unbelievable! Just stay in here until tomorrow!" he left slamming the door shut, clearly very angry but also upset and scared.
The two threw themselves into there bed curling up and snuggling against eachother, silently crying.
"Anglettere..." France called as he rocked Canada who had found kumajiro, to calm him.
"What, France.." he sighed.
"Zat was a bit 'arsh, wasn't it?..." he asked.
"May be, France but what could've happened if they weren't found?" he asked, trying to calm himself.
France nodded, "I understand, Anglettere, but zhey are only young.." France said, England sighed again and nodded.
"I know I know..." he rubbed the back of his neck, "I'm going to leave them up there for 30 minutes then I will go check on them..." the whole house was now only filled with sobs and whimpers from children. After around 20 minutes the pitiness grew too much on England, he wanted to go up there now and just hug and apoligise, but he "kept his cool" and went back up the stairs opening the door he entered upon a lump in the middle of the bed, "Boys?" England called waiting for a response when there was none he pulled back the covers revealing two half asleep children, tears still dripping down there red cheeks and making grey patches on the bed cover underneath. England sighed and picked them up, hugging them tightly, though they were quite unaware as to what was going on. "I'm sorry, I was just worried about you..." England frowned rubbing there backs, soon he felt a grip come on his shirt which was clear it was from America and Russia, he smiled.
"We're sorry too, England..." America muffled into Englands shirt trying to fight the urge of sleep. Russia just nodded in agreement too tired to respond with words.
"I'm glad." England replied and leaned over laying them down on the bed so there heads were comfortabley rested on the pillows, "Though you are still punished for running away like that but it seems you are starting to fall asleep already so I don't think this is so bad for you." England said, "You can tell me tomorrow about why you ran away also." he got up and pulled the blankets over so it touched their chins.
"Awhh... but..." America stopped and yawned.
"No buts America, You are already exhausted, now sleep." he cooed, stroking the both of there heads until sleep had taken them. Smiling for the last time England left the room and made sure to shut the door behind him and walking downstairs there on France's lap was a sleeping little Canadian boy clinging to what appeared to be a polar bear.
"Ah... I see he fell asleep..." England said and looked at France who's eyes were half shut, he walked over picking up the tiny nation letting him curl into a tiny ball against his chest whilst he hugged his teddy bear, "France." he shook the mans shoulder which alerted him and made him bolt up and look round the room.
"OUI! Oui... Oui Anglettere?" he yawned and rubbed his eye.
"You're half asleep, France.. Come on, we should be getting to bed.." England yawned to, completely exhausted, he layed on the couch next to France now, "Or maybe we can just..." England paused to yawn, "Ahh... Sleep here..." he said shutting his eyes, France got up and tried to shake him awake now.
"Non, non, Anglettere.. We should be going to bed, if vous stay on ze couch vous will get a cold.." France said, still trying to get him up, England grumbled and wriggled so France would stop trying to shake him awake. France rolled his eyes, "Well zhen.." he sighed and with that he reached down, hooking his arms under the back of Englands neck and his knees, carrying him carefully up the stairs.
England glared at him.
"Dont give me zhat look, Anglettere, vous should know if you stayed on the couch with nothing on but your clothes you would get sick, now we are almost to the bedroom so vous can stop glaring at me now." France walked in and after pulling back the covers he placed the English man in the bed and pulled the covers back up to his chin like England did with America and Russia. France climbed in the otherside making himself comfortable he shut his eyes.
"Ah, just another day ahead of us.." He murmered.