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Kass' POV
I woke up in a cold, damp cave. But this was no ordinary cave; it had prison cells carved into the wall. Can you guess where I was sitting? IN A CELL-THINGY. Know what else? My arms and legs were bound. Wonderful.
I looked around, to see if I could figure out anything of exactly where I was, but sadly, it was fairly dark and I couldn't see much. Since there was nothing much to do, I did what any sensible person would do.
I started screaming and demanding that my kidnapper let me go. I also shouted profanities at them. Yep, ALL normal people do that. This did little to help my situation, but I kept it up for a while. Eventually, I did get bored, considering no one showed up. That was when I decided to find a way to get my body fully moveable. I could feel my good ol' knife from Bel in my shoe, so I figured it would be sharp enough to cut the ropes.
I attacked the shoe with its twin and the knife ended up on the floor, so, naturally, I squirmed over to it. I took a hold of it with one hand, and was forced to put my body in a shape that no yoga instructors had figured out yet just to get my feet un-stuck.
Genius, you should have just done your hands first.
GO AWAY, Inner! I don't want your 'advice'!
What if it would save your life?
By the time you actually explained it to me, I would already be dead.
Touché.
Once she had left, I got to work on the second set of ropes. Thankfully, they were MUCH easier to cut than the first ones. All I had to do was slide the knife between my hands and push in forwards until the bonds snapped. No insane body workouts required.
BACK WITH THE COUNTRIES AND A SPAZZING JAPAN…
"I don't understand! What could have happened that all of us noticed? And why do I feel as if it has something to do with Kassandra-san?" The Japanese man was furiously pacing around the meeting table.
"Whoa, little-man, calm down! We don't know if it's anything to do with that dude! Eat a burger and relax…"
Kiku had smacked the offered burger out of America's hand and onto the floor faster that anyone would say, 'Fuck off, Alfred.'
"How am I supposed to relax when none of understand this whole ordeal?! Explain that to me, America-san, EXPLAIN IT TO ME!"
After this little outburst, many of the nations just stared at the Asian. He had never been known to make such a big deal of ANYTHING. However, a single country that had no feel for the conversation ruined the chance to see the crazy American get his ass whooped by Japan. Italy.
"Ve! I wonder if anyone wants pasta! Do you want any pasta, Doitsu?"
"GAH! I'M SURROUNDED BY IDIOTS! BAKA, BAKA, BAKA, BAKA, BAKA!" By now, he was reduced to slamming his face against the table.
Now, ALL of the nations were staring at him. It appeared that he had gone insane.
"J-Japan?" Taiwan asked cautiously, very worried for his health. "Are you… Alright?"
He turned around to face her, staring at her with bloodshot eyes. "Do I look 'alright'?" he asked, his voice dropping dangerously low.
She ran. She ran and hid behind the closest person she could find, which happened to be France. Surprisingly, he wasn't being his usual perverted self, he wasn't trying to make a move at her. The Frenchie was just as scared, Kiku was not a friendly person when angry.
Taking charge if the situation, mainly because he had frightened everyone shitless, Japan questioned, "I want to know everything about when anyone noticed something wrong. I wish to know what they made of the situation. NOW."
WEIRDNESS SHALL ENSUE WITH THE INSANE PSYCO-BITCH!
I began to let my mind wander.
I wonder if Kiku has noticed if I'm gone... What would he even do about it? Probably go on living his life... No one cares about small, insignificant me...
Get out of your mopey pit of self-pity! I'm you, so now I feel all depressed and shit!
Fine! What do you suggest we do, then?!
Find a way out of this... Prison. DUH.
Thank you, Captain Obvious, that was oh-so HELPFUL.
Why, you're very welcome.
DON'T YOU KNOW SARCASM?!
The spaces between the bars of the cell were to narrow for me to squeeze through, so that was out of the question. I doubted I had enough man-power to break them too. I guess that left waiting until I could think of something else to do, or until the sketchy dude who put me in here comes along. I'm a pretty lazy person, so I decided to go with the latter.
Or at least, I would have, if he hadn't walked in at the very moment I thought of it.
"Well, well, well. I see you've untangled yourself."
That voice... No, it couldn't be...
The stranger walked into what little light there was, and open mouthed, I took in his features. That spiky black hair, piercing onyx eyes... Familiar face, skin time, EVERYTHING.
"C-Clay?"
HEHE I'm evil. I'm leaving ANOTHER cliffhanger... You all must hate me by now...