"I'm sorry, kid, but you can't leave with our new king!"
"B-BUT HE IS MY PET BIRD! AND WHO THE HELL LETS A BIRD BECOME KING!"
"Leave, leave now!"
"GILBIRD~!"
"I can't believe this. My love! I loved him soo much!" Gilbert cried. Liechtenstein hugged him.
"I'm sorry." She whispered.
The three walked down the road, heading back into the woods. It was the end of a very tiring day. Plus, they would most likely end up sleeping in the woods again. After Gilbert fussed, they were kicked out the kingdom. Also, Toris had disappeared. Italy hoped to see him again. He wish Toris had a happy life, and would die peacefully.
As the sun began to set, and the last of the birds sang their last songs of the day. Liechtenstein became very tired and Italy offered to carry her, even if it would just slow him down. Liechtenstein soon fell asleep with her head on Italy's shoulder, while being held piggy-back style.
Italy soon collapsed to the ground, all out of energy. By this time it was around Midnight. Also their 3-4th day out of the kingdom of war. Gilbert turned to see Italy and Liechtenstein sleeping on the edge of the road. He smiled and sat by them, looking up at the stars. Why did Gilbird haft to break his metal heart?
…
Gilbert's dream was rudely stopped as he awoke to the sound of a man yelling at him. He saw a man with silver hair, but a huddie covering everything else. It was too dark to see the man's eyes. Gilbert stood up and looked at the man.
"What do you want, sir?" He asked.
"I was wondering why you kids were out here in this time in the morning. I would like to offer assistance. Maybe, A place to stay." The man smiled.
Gilbert thought for a moment. It would be nice, and very much needed help. But then again, he knew nothing of this man. Not even his name, or which kingdom he came from.
"I would like to, but all we really need is a ride to the kingdom of War. Would you kindly take us there?" Gilbert asked.
"I'd love to, young one." The man smiled.
Gilbert turned around to wake Italy and Liechtenstein, but was hit in the head but a frying pan. He fell to the ground. Everything was black.