'What!' yelled Australia, 'I didn't come here to-'

England was livid, 'You tried to take advantage of my daughter!' he yells, pulling out a sword.

New Zealand pulls out a club, 'You. Never. Touch. My. Sister.'

As they advance on him, they're joined by France, with his sabre, and Scotland with his giant broadsword. Soon, Russia's surrounded on all sides by a circle of weapons.

America grins, 'You're fighting Russia! Count me in!' He pulls out a musket, and joins the others.

Australia runs and pulls her twin and England away from Russia, 'Guys!'

France stops threatening Russia, 'What, petit kangourou?'

'Stop hurtin' him!' she pulls France and Scotland away from him, 'He's not tryin' to take advantage of me!'

They stop glaring at Russia and turn to Australia, 'He's not?' asks, England.

America pouts, 'I don't get to hurt the Commie Bastard?'

'Yes!' yells Australia, 'You don't get to hurt him! He's tryin' to help! If you just keep watchin' then you'll see that he's not doin' anythin' wrong!'

Russia takes advantage of their distraction to hide away from the enraged family, 'Thank you, Австралия.'

Australia nods in response and goes back to yelling at her family, 'Just watch tha memory, it'll show ya that he's not doin' anythin' wrong!'

England shrugs, 'Fine. But if he does anything even remotely wrong than we're killing him.' He walks back to a seat and sits back down.

He shakes his head, 'I need to look at your injury, I can't do that through the skirt.'

Australia smirks, 'See?'

'Oh.' Australia blushes, 'I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-'

He shrugs, 'It was a reasonable assumption.' He stands up, 'I'm going to get a first-aid kit.'

He leaves the room; she reaches down and pulls up the hem of her skirt revealing that her calf is covered in bandages.

She slowly unrolls the bandages, revealing that her calf is a mess. It's all red and swollen and yellow pus is leaking out a cut in the middle of it. 'It looks worse than I remember.' She muses.

Australia's family looks horrified. 'What happened?' asks France.

'Nothing.' Replies Australia.

When Russia enters the room, he almost imperceptibly recoils, 'What happened to your leg?'

Australia shrugs, 'Umm…'

He shakes his head, 'It looks infected, did you not clean it at all?'

'I did clean it!' Australia says, indignantly. He raises an eyebrow, and she caves, 'There was a drowning child! I had to do something!'

'You could have called someone, without an open wound to save the child.' He scolds.

The nations look at Russia in surprise – he's being so… caring.