Chapter 29: Plane Crash
"Oh my God I'm starving!" Amelia yawned as she hobbled into the living room where the others had gathered to leave.
"Shut up and eat some scones." Alice snapped as she tried to dry her slightly damp dress since it didn't have time to dry after coming out of the wash.
Amelia grumbled and picked up a scone then forced it down, her face twisting into a shape that she didn't know she could even pull off. "These taste terrible."
"Hey! I woke up especially early to make those. Be grateful you git." Alice glared at Amelia.
France looked at the two and laughed. "What an incredible likeness."
The two turned to France who was comfortably sitting on the couch with his legs crossed and a wine glass in one hand.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" They said simultaneously.
"It's just that you two act so much like America and England. It's almost like watching them during a meeting…except sexier."
"Why are you drinking wine at nine in the morning?" Alice asked when he took a sip.
"Don't you know wine is good for you in the morning? Besides, how else am I suppose too deal with the Black sheep of Europe and the cow?"
"Shut up frog; don't go insulting us whenever you want." England scoffed at France who was chuckling.
"Aren't you going to say anything America, or are you going to leave this fight up to England?" France looked over at America who was sitting next to him in a daze.
America was in the middle of wondering if what had happened last night was a dream or not, but what he didn't notice was that the entire time he was staring at Sakura who was working in a Sudoku book that England had lent to her to pass the time while they waited for everyone to get ready for the flight. France took notice and suddenly an eager smile popped onto his face. He leaned next to America's ear and whispered.
"Ah, I see you've caught the eye of Miss Sakura. I didn't know you had it in you."
America fell out of his daze and turned to France with a shocked face, one with the phrases "Hell no" and "I'm not sure" written all over it.
"Ha, no! Are you crazy?" America awkwardly laughed it off which caught the attention of everyone in the room.
"Hey, keep quiet. I'm trying to figure this one out." Sakura said though she didn't look up from the book.
America was quick to quiet himself and everyone went back to cleaning, snoozing, and arguing. France took another sip of wine and cocked his head to the left. "Honestly I didn't think you to be the one to go for such a petite woman."
America gave France a Russian impersonation which shut France right up, but America couldn't shake the strange feeling off. He looked over at Sakura again with the same glazed over look he had on earlier. He began thinking of last night and thought "nothing really happened, but why do I feel so guilty?"
Germany came into the room, shutting his phone as he walked into the room. "The plane has just landed at the airport and is waiting. Let's go now so that we don't keep the terminal unavailable for too long."
"We're still going to stop by the hospital to see Monika, right?" Feliciana looked up worryingly.
"Of course," Germany answered back.
She shot him an approving smile and stood up. "Well then let's go, I wanna see Monika as soon as possible!" She giddily walked out of the room, grabbing Sakura with her.
"Feliciana, what are you doing?" Sakura dropped the book and was dragged out of the room.
The others looked up and filed out to the taxi's that had been waiting for them outside, America still in a daze. They all split up, guys and girls, when separating into the two cars and began driving to the hospital. The two cars both had very different aura, the guys sending off a rather laid-back yet serious aura while the girls cab gave off a somewhat excited yet tense aura.
The cars arrived at the hospital a while later and they all hurried in to the front desk woman. After asking (demanding) the room number, everyone, especially Feliciana, ran up to the room. She ran into the room and was prepared to see Monika's smiling face but turned white when she was met by the same unconscious woman she had left her as; the shock cause Feliciana to collapse on her knees next to the bed.
The others walked in as well though they were more shocked by Feliciana than they were with Monika (mainly because they all accepted that she was in a coma). Feliciana got back up on her feet and rubbed away a few tears then looked down at her sleeping friend, thinking that she would wake up at any moment. The room had become dark with pain, unbearable towards everyone.
Feliciana turned back to the group. "Let's go."
"But we just got here." England said but was shot down by the dis-improvement of Feliciana.
"Feli…" François extended her arm to comfort Feliciana but it was slapped away.
"I said let's go. We have other things to worry about." She ordered and walked out of the room, obviously still too fazed by the sight of Monika to really let out any emotion.
The ride to the airport was slow and silent; Feliciana was giving off an evil aura that scared even the cab driver. It was almost a relief when they stopped in front of the drop-off at the airport with Feliciana becoming more unstable with her emotions. The group walked through security with ease, somehow getting their weapons through the scanners. After getting through the worst part of the airport, Germany got a call from the ones in charge of their plane.
"Is everything in order?"
"Actually…The pilot became sick and won't be able to fly you anywhere today."
With a sigh Germany shut his phone and looked at everyone with distasteful eyes. "I'm sorry to say this but it seems that we're going to need to find a pilot and since our plane's time at the loading bay is almost out, we're going to have to pull out and try again tomorrow."
A gasp went around the group, except for Amelia who was strangely content. "I can fly the plane!"
The others looked at her with surprise, and then the girls remembered her history of flight.
"Do you have any experience?" Japan asked cautiously.
"Sure do, I was the best aviator out there back in the day."
The guys looked at each other with distrusting eyes but then Sakura stepped up next to Amelia. "Hai, she's been given many medals in her honor for her fantastic flying in the wars. Please let her."
"If Sakura says it's fine then it's fine by me." Everyone turned to America who just shrugged his elbows and looked down at the floor.
"I guess it would be alright, though we better go now before they force the plane out of the boarding dock." Germany motioned everyone to their loading dock and got on the elegant plane.
The airplane was tan inside with cushioned seats, tables, a mini fridge, and a bar with assorted alcohols. There was a flat screen attached to the wall and a private bathroom hidden behind a slide away door.
"Wow, how'd you swing this?" Italy asked curiously as he eyed the champagne that was in a bucket of ice.
"That's confidential." Germany answered back as he opened the door to the cockpit. "This is where you'll direct the plane Miss Amelia."
Amelia walked in and sat down in the pilot's chair, examining all the buttons and switches that lined the walls and the dashboard. She grabbed the headset and put it over her ears and smiled. "Sweet!"
Germany nodded and left the cockpit, closing the door behind him. The others had finished marveling at the sight of the private plane and began to settle down into the cushiony chairs and couches.
"This is Captain Jones speaking. We have just been granted permission to leave the dock and we will be departing soon. Please fasten your seatbelts and America is an idiot, thank you."
"Hey!" America shouted out to the speaker.
"Put on your seatbelts aru." China ordered to the others as he pulled the belt over his chest.
The others followed in his lead and waited for a few minutes until the engine of the plane started. Chun looked out the window and saw more and more of the runway disappearing until they were up in the air, climbing up higher and higher until they were soaring over the grey cloud line.
"Wow, we are so high up!" Chun exclaimed as she peered out of the window.
Amelia felt like she was the king of the world while driving that plane; she had always had a love for flying ever since she worked as a crop duster on a farm, flipping in the air and feeling the breeze in her face. Perhaps this wasn't as exciting but she hadn't been able fly a plane since they had to clear out an entire coast on invaders. After an hour or so of flying, Japan came in to check on their pilot (and get away from the others).
"Is everything alright Ms. Amelia?" He stood by the door and shut it since the others had gotten into a fight regarding whether or not Vodka or wine was better.
"Yup, the skies are cloudy but not anything to worry about. What's going on out there?"
"Alcohol infused arguments." Japan said blankly as he sat in the copilot seat next to her. "Is it alright if I stay here?"
"I've got nothing against you." Amelia smiled as she took a sip of a soda that she found in a mini fridge hidden under the dash board.
"Thank you." He nodded his head in a small bow.
"So how's Sakura been treating ya?"
Japan looked at her and thought to himself. "She's been a most helpful guest."
"Glad to hear it. Not getting into any trouble?"
"Why are you asking such questions?"
Amelia snickered to herself. "I've just been a little concerned for Sakura's safety."
Japan was baffled by Amelia's statement, "why would you be concerned for her safety?!"
"Well it's been a while since she's ever drunk dialed someone." Amelia giggled.
Japan was speechless, remembering the hazy night of drinking Saki with Sakura and trying to piece it all together. He became red in the face with embarrassment and then became even more red when Amelia bursted out laughing. "Bahahahhahahaaaa, and the entire thing was recorded too. Man, what are the odds of that?"
"What?! What do you mean recorded?" Japan was becoming even more humiliated as she continued talking.
"Well America and I were fooling with some security stuff he found in his shed and we found this thing that records phone calls onto a little disk and…"
Japan stopped her before she could finish. "Okay, okay, enough. Wow, this is so shameful." Japan got into a little ball on his chair and hid his face in his arms.
Amelia looked over at him with a pitiful smile. "Nothing to be ashamed of, do you know what Alice used to do whenever she got drunk?"
Japan didn't look up but he answered her answer with past experiences with England. "Does she dress up like a waiter with only an apron and a serving plate?"
Amelia turned to him with a surprised look. "Uh, how'd ya know?" She said with a little bit of awkwardness weaved into her voice.
"Just a hunch," Japan answered back; a little fazed with the thought of Alice dressed as a waitress.
"The clouds seem to be getting thicker, is that okay?" Japan asked after about ten minutes of silence.
"Unless it becomes an electrical storm we should be fine." Amelia answered back.
Japan didn't want to have to sit through any more silence even though that was what he was used to so he tried to strike up a conversation with her. "So how did you learn how to fly a plane?"
Amelia seemed to be happy that he asked him. It was almost like she had been waiting for him to say something.
"I learned when I worked as a crop duster a while back, though I didn't seriously get to fly until I was accepted to fly a fighter jet around the end of WW2, though it took me forever to get them to let me fly."
"It took that long?" Japan was astonished though it was the same with them.
"Yup, and I find it weird since women helped with the development of the first plane in 1802."
"How'd you develop them so quickly?" Japan asked, becoming more and more astonished.
"I don't know…Just did I guess."
After that Amelia just went on to talk about all the parts of the plane that they were flying in leaving him silent for the rest of the time until night time rolled by and he fell asleep in the seat. Amelia guzzled down another soda and looked at their flight patterns.
"Jeez, this flight is taking longer than I thought." Amelia thought to herself.
She went over to Auto pilot (she doesn't trust it) and checked into the other room to find everyone passed out in different spots of the room along with a couple of empty bottles of assorted alcohols on the bar top. She laughed to herself and walked next to America who was passed out half on the floor and half way on one of the chairs.
She picked up a little bowl of nuts and ate a handful, but then something made her suddenly drop the bowl causing it to shatter on the floor waking half of them up. She ran back to the cockpit and sat back down in the seat, nearly falling out of it when a flash of lightning shot in front of the plane. She put on the headset and began trying to control the flight on her own again. Japan woke up with a shock and became totally paralyzed with fear from the violently shaking plane and the thunder that surrounded them.
"This is MC-ninety nine, requesting guidance." Amelia shouted into the speaker of her headset though she was only greeted by static.
"What's going on?" Japan asked frantically as he buckled into his seat.
"Electrical storm, tell all the others to brace themselves." She ordered Japan who was already half way out the door.
Then there was another lightning strike came down only this time it struck the left wing, setting it on fire and throwing the plane off balance. She struggled to keep the plane in the air but it was no use; she jumped to the back and shouted at everyone. "Embrace for impact!"
The plane took a deep dip down and Amelia fell back into the cockpit, hitting the glass window with her back. In pain she turned her head and saw that the plane was going to land in the ocean, so she pulled herself out even with her back bleeding and ordered the somewhat drunk but still alert group to find the life vests and rafts before the impact.
"Under the seats!" Germany shouted as he pulled out a life vest and put it on Italy who was freaking out.
The plane dipped even lower and they began going even faster, everyone holding onto the sides and preparing for the hit. BOOM
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