Chapter 5: Strange meetings
The countries walked toward the curtain and were about to push it aside when a nurse stopped them from going any further.
"What do you think you're doing?" She had a faint English accent.
"Um…We've come to see our sisters. Hehe…" England felt as though the woman was staring right through his lies with her piercing blue eyes, but then...
"I can see the incredible likeness between you all and them. You must be Alice's brother I presume?" Her question shook England. He thought to himself "who the hell is Alice?" but he just nodded his head yes.
The nurse quickly changed her attitude from cold to inviting and kind. "You two almost look as though you could be twins. I'm glad that you all came to visit you're sisters. They've been in a lot of pain ever since they came in and I'm sure they'll be happy to see your faces." She smiled and pulled back the curtain for them to enter.
As they entered the new room, France whispered into England's ear. "Monsieur England, I didn't know you had a sister. It'll be interesting meeting a woman as cold as yourself." France chuckled to himself when England punched him the arm. "Well you could have come up with a story of your own to get in!"
They began fighting each other like it was the hundred year war all over again. "I am no liar and unlike you, Angleterre, I desire to keep my good name!"
"Well at least I'm not a perverted old wine obsessed moron like you!"
"Aiya! Don't you European countries ever stop fighting aru~?
"Stop this nonsense! We are in a hospitar!"
America had stepped up and was about to stop the fight when a voice behind them beat him to it.
One of the curtains had swung open revealing an American girl with a bandage around her head and a face that looked like it would kill if it wasn't so tired. She stepped forward and began to lay down a layer of hell on them.
"Who the hell do you think you are, fighting in a hospital like this?! I've been through enough crap and I don't want to have to listen to a bunch of ass hats like you two having a cat fight!" She walked closer and poked France in the chest, somehow making herself look like the more menacing of the two even though he was significantly taller than her.
"You have some nerve making noise like that for no reason! Who are you anyways?" The girl demanded an answer. While France stammered to find words Germany thought to himself "where did Italy go?"
"M-m-mademoiselle, please forgive us. We were merely having a friendly quarrel. There's no need to be so angry." Then out of nowhere he took her hand gently. "You may call me France." He then gently kissed her hand causing the American girl's face to become hot red.
She pulled her hand away and introduced her name quickly and uncomfortably "M-my name is Amelia F. Jones… or America!"
The male countries jumped back in a chorus of "What!, huhs? and an Aiya", though Amelia looked just as shocked as the men.
"HOW ARE YOU AMERICA IF I'M AMERICA?!" America shouted feeling like someone had stolen his identity.
Amelia stepped forward and took an aggressive stance. "Well how can he be France and you be America if France is over there with England and I'm right here?! Explain that you idiot!"
She pointed toward the curtain that was next to the one across from her, trying to prove to the men that she wasn't the crazy one in the conversation that was surely disrupting everyone around them. The men looked at each other in confusion, all of them thinking that this woman was mentally insane if she thought anything that she was saying was true.
"Perhaps one of us should check the other curtain to verify what she's saying, da?" Russia's voice made Amelia shiver slightly but not enough to fall out of her stance.
"Hai!" Japan answered back. He walked toward the curtain while America shouted out "There isn't anything to verify! She's obviously crazy!" He pulled the curtain back slowly and everyone walked over to look in.
When the curtain was fully pushed away the men and Amelia saw two women: one woman who had two pig tails and was sleeping and another who had her brunette head on the sleeping girl's chest. The brunette was unaware that anyone was watching.
"Oh Ma soeur douce (my sweet sister), Please don't die here." She grabbed the sleeping girls hand and squeezed it tightly. "It wouldn't be fair to me if you died. I still haven't even had the chance to conquer you. Do you honestly want to leave me and take the only chance I'll ever have of being able to fulfill my one wish in this world?"
As though she had been awoken from a spell, the sleeping girl fluttered open her eyes and faced the brunette headed girl. The two stared at each other in blissful silence when the pig tailed girl sat up and pushed the brunette girl away violently. "You perverted git! Didn't I tell you not to ever get that close to me?!"
Rubbing where she had been hit, the brunette defended herself. "Ah but Alice, you hadn't woken up since the incident at the base. I was worried for you." She squeezed out a tear and dramatically turned away. "Does our friendship mean nothing to you?" She opened her eyes and jumped back in fright when her eyes met those of eight strange men.
"Ce qui (what the)?! Who in God's name are you?" She stepped back next to the bed as Alice drew out her wand.
"You have thirty seconds to explain who you are until I turn you all into a bunch of roasted chickens!" Amelia pushed herself through the group of male countries to Alice and the other woman.
"Alice! You finally woke up!" Amelia jumped on Alice and hugged her, squeezing the breath out of Alice.
"Y-you idiot, get off me!" Alice pushed her off, causing Amelia to land on the other girl with a thud.
"Vous moron (you moron), Get off!" Amelia quickly got off and pulled the other girl up.
"Sorry François." Amelia smiled apologetically toward her.
"Now explain who these men are!" François directed her hand toward the group of countries that were standing by the curtain.
"I have no idea who they are. They claimed that they were countries but…"
America interrupted "WE ARE FREAKING COUNTRIES!"
"Who are countries?" Everyone turned around to find the blond bobbed woman who was leaning on one crutch. She was much more wrapped up than any of the other women that the guys had seen with stitches in her arm and gauze wrapping up most of both her legs.
"Oh Monika, thank God you're here! Can you tell these men that they're delusional and stupid looking?" Amelia demanded, but Monika just stared at everyone with interest. She staggered closer to the group, her face then turned from intrigue to a realizing shock.
"Mein Gott."
Everyone became eerie of Monika so François stepped up next to her. "Mademoiselle Monika, are you alright?" Monika turned to François with the up most seriousness in her face.
"I think I've figured out where the device took us."
Alice got out of bed in a hurry and walked up to Monika, revealing her wrist brace. "Really?! Tell us!"Alice shoved her way through the group put her hands on Monika's shoulders causing her to collapse.
"Ah Alice, You must be more careful with her when she's in this condition!" François helped Monika up and scowled at Alice.
"It's fine, but nobody will be after I tell you zis."
"Tell us what?" Amelia asked concernedly.
"Women are so dramatic." Japan thought to himself.
"Well…I believe that Dr. Schafer's machine worked because it seems that we've ended up in our male counterpart's dimension."
"WHAT?!" Every single person that she was facing shouted in shock.
"What are you tarking about! Something rike that just isn't rogicar in any way!" Japan shook his head, trying to get himself to believe that.
Despite everything that was happening, Germany was still thinking to himself "where did Italy go?"
After the moment of shock it was just a deathly silence which was broken by the sound of footsteps moments later.
"Vee~~~. What's going on here?" Everyone turned to see two identical Italians standing next to each other, facing everyone with concerned half smiles.
That was when everyone knew that this was all very, very real.
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