Warning- May contain some racial slurs or "speaking the lord(s) name in vain." I don't mean to offend ANYONE!
Jesus, seriously? The LAST chapter had exactly "1,234" words in it!
APHAPHAPH France was chained to the wall, so Russia could drag in an average sized television into the room, and hook it up to the cameras Russia has through-out his house.
"You get to have entertainment, tonight! Lucky you!"
France was about to ask "why," but he closed his mouth. The ringing noise from the television being turned on filled his ears. Russia didn't say anything else, when he left.
The screen showed Russia, walking out of the room. The scenery changed, whenever he walked into a different room. Russia was preparing the dining table for three people.
'Is he having company, tonight? Why would he want me to...' His eyes widened, a little, when he came up with an answer. 'He wants me to see that people actually likes him, where I'm still alone. I don't even have any friends, anymore...'
He heard the door bell coming from the television, and the screen changed to a sight of an old, giant door. It made a loud, annoying creaking sound, when Russia opened the door.
"Good evening! Come in!" He moved to the side, to let his guests in.
France's eyes widened, and he gasped, when he saw one of his guests. "Romano!" He jerked a body foward. He was pulled back by the chains connecting him to the wall.
"How are you doing, Romano?" Russia asked.
Romano immediately snapped. "France took me, and then just left me there, because he's sick of me?!"
'What?!'
"He couldn't even tell me himself. He sent a text message. I'm only here right now, because he pitied Spain!"
"What?! I never... Russia used my phone..? H-He lied to you! He..." France took a deep breath. 'He lied to you, Romano...'
"It's okay, Romano!" Spain took Romano into his embrace. "I love you, and Russia likes you..."
France's eyes dilated in rage. "Let go of him, dammit! He's mine!" He saw Romano calm down, and backed up against Spain.
"'Love you too, I guess... Though you were still an ass to me! I know that you were trying to get me to hate you, but..."
"I'm so, so sorry, for that. I was trying to help, since I knew that France would, at least keep you from hurting yourself. I wanted to make your life more bearable, but..."
"Why would he do that, and so suddenly..?" Romano asked, in a whisper. "Where would he even go?"
"I don't know, but, if you ask me, it almost sounded like he felt guilty, and wanted to make sure that you would never want to see him again."
France sighed. 'Spain works so hard to help Romano.' He relaxed, a bit.
He watched them have dinner. They didn't say anything to each other. France assumed that it was because they didn't want Romano to blow up, again.
He stared at Romano the entire time. He was quiet, and only ate about half of what was on his plate, which worried France, a little. He looked tired. France wanted to hold him, and whisper comforting words into his ear.
"Do you need a place to stay?" Russia asked them. "I have a few extra rooms."
Spain shook his head. "We're staying in an hotel room that's about an hour away. That way, the road trip home tomorrow isn't as long. That's why we should get going. I'm sorry, for not staying long, but, we all have work. Good bye, Russia, and thank you!"
"Thank you, Russia." Romano said. "I'm sorry for snapping, and then not saying anything. I really, really do appreciate this. Spain was right. This helped me, a lot."
Russia smiled in surprise. "Y-Yeah, no problem! You can visit, any time you want, or need to!"
Romano nodded, and smiled. "Thanks, again." Spain, and Romano left. Russia closed, and locked the door. He stared at the camera that was pointing to the door.
"Did you enjoy seeing Romano, again?"
France didn't know what to think. He was happy, but mad, at the same time. He was happy, to see that Spain's taking care of Romano, but angry at Russia, for telling Romano such a big lie.
'He's okay... That's what matters the most...'
APHAPHAPH I dunno WHY it took me so long to finish this chapter. I'm obviously into "Anderungen" more than I am this... Though, there's a few different reasons for that.
How many letters are there, this time, I wonder?