GERMANY

December 24th, 2012

12:45 PM

"Oh, no, no, no, no, no!" Henry yelled, gently shoving Switzerland back onto his hospital bed. "Are you crazy? There's no WAY I'm gonna let you leave this room. Go back to sleep or something!"

"But I HAVE to go!"

"Go where! Look at yourself! Where do plan on going?"

"I just…you know, want to know every one's okay. I have to go see Italy, Romano, Prussia, Spain…hell, I don't even know if anything happened to Hungary but I have to-"

"SWITZERLAND!" Hungary screamed, bursting in the room, making Henry scream like a little five-year-old girl.

"GAH! Warn some body next time, will you?" Henry shrieked.

"Okay, whatever," Hungary looked at Switzerland. "Oh my god…" she started, her angry-looking expression suddenly turning into a huge smile. "I know you're all in pain and stuff, but…oh my god you have to come with me! You're never ever, ever going to believe this!"

"I'm sorry miss…Héderváry, but he cannot leave this room."

"You're gonna be the one not able to leave this room in about five seconds."

"Okey-dokey then…" Henry said, turning and walking out of the room.

"Yes, he finally left!"

"Before we go…what happened?"

"I was attacked by a fifteen-year-old midget."

"Wow, and Latvia did that much damage to YOU?" she asked, knowing exactly who he was talking about. "Are you getting weaker…?"

"No! He was…I don't know, insane? And freakin' fast!"

"Well it looks to me like you got the crap beat right outta you," she started, picking up a clipboard. "I mean, sprained ankle, five stitches in your right side, two broken ribs, dislocated arm, etc., etc., etc…"

"Don't make fun of me."

"I'm not, I'm not…" she said, smirking.

"So enough about me, how's every one else?"

"Hmm…well, we'll just have to see now, huh? 'Cause I don't know, really…but anyway, you're never going to believe this, Switzerland!"

"Believe what?"

"So, I had this dream, right? But it felt so real and…oh my god, this is so great!"

"What is? What was the dream about?"

"What happened, you know, when I…shot Austria. In my dream, his arm twitched like he was still alive."

"And…?" Switzerland said, slowly standing up.

Hungary smiled. "It wasn't just a dream."

"He's…"

"He's alive! I saw him this morning, he's alive! And Germany said he'd give Austria back the land he took. I told him I hated to be mean, but I'm not giving back anything. He didn't care, though. He says he's fine with what he's getting."

"Germany?"

"Yeah, Germany." Hungary said, heading for the door. "I don't know what happened, but…he's being really nice. I mean, he convinced his new boss to draw a boarder, cutting the country…about in half…and gave the one half, closer to Poland, to Prussia. Can you believe that?"

"No way…"

"So, let's go see every one now, yes?"

"Sure." he said as he staggered over to the door.