GERMANY

December 24th, 2012

1:00 PM

"Are you sure? My boss and I have no problem with giving you more." Germany said, looking down at the map spread out in front of him, then at Austria.

"I-I'm sure…I mean, you've already given half of your land to Prussia…" Austria replied weakly.

"So? That doesn't mean I can't give you more."

"You giving me back what you took is enough."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure."

"Positive?"

"Positive."

"Knock, knock, Roderich, you have a visitoooooor!~" Hungary said, singing the last word.

Before Austria could even look up, Switzerland came running to him. "Oh, crap, Austria…I'm really sorry, I-"

"What are you sorry for? A-and what happened to you?"

"I'm sorry because I…I just stood there. I didn't do anything! I pretty much just let you die!"

"…Um, but Vash…I'm not dead."

"Touché, but I THOUGHT you were dead."

"You didn't answer my other question, what happened to you?"

"Who cares? Are you okay?"

"I care. I'm fine. What about you?"

"Again, who cares?"

"I do. Now what happened?"

"Just…I…kinda got attacked by Latvia."

"Latvia?" Austria smirked.

"Don't. Say. Anything."

"I won't, I won't…at least you're okay."

"Yeah, and I'm glad you're alive."

"Alright, before it starts getting all cute in here, Switzy, you wanna go grab something to eat?"

"Sure. Hey, I'll see you later Austria."

"Bye."

As Switzerland and Hungary left, Germany said, "…Are you sure?"

"Yes!" Austria yelled as the door closed.

When they got to the cafeteria, they saw Italy waving to them.

"Come sit over here!" he yelled, as Switzerland and Hungary started walking toward them.

"Accidenti, Feliciano! Why can't it ever just be me and you?" Romano said, crossing his arms as Switzerland and Hungary sat down.

Switzerland smiled, he was glad to see Romano and Italy talking to each other, rather sitting at the same table as each other again. "What, are we not wanted here?"

"You can shut your mouth! You shot me in the back!"

"Sorry, I didn't want you killing any one who did absolutely nothing wrong."

"Yeah, what was that about anyway?" Hungary questioned Romano, regarding Romano's sudden attack on Spain.

"Nothing. It's in the past, let's forget about it."

"Are you kidding? That won't be forgotten. That's gonna go in history books. Hell, every thing that's happened is going in history books." Hungary retaliated.

"Then can we just not talk about it?"

"Speaking of which, how is big brother Spain? I haven't seen him in days…" Italy trailed.

"He's fine. I saw him, what?, ten minutes ago? He says hi, by the way." Switzerland said. He looked around the cafeteria, and his eyes stopped when he saw France and England making out. And no, that's not why he stopped; it was because of America and Canada ('That's his name, right?' he thought) sitting across from them. "Hey," he said, tapping Hungary on the shoulder. "weren't they dead?"

Hungary nodded. "They WERE dead…but they obviously aren't now…"

"Wha-"

"I don't know…" Hungary interrupted him, knowing he was going to ask what happened.