Hello, everyone! I hope you are all doing well! I must have survived GlambertNoelle's rampage from the whole USxUK deal, because I'm still alive to write yet another chapter! I may post other things while this story is being developed, but I will still be writing for this story, too! I know how frustrating it is when a story that is very interesting is discontinued, so I shall see this story through to the end! I thank you all for sticking with me. Also, to the ones that may have just found this story, "Welcome. I hope that you enjoy this story as much as I do writing it." By the way, I now have downloaded HetaOni *does a little happy dance* on my computer! Alright, enough of my random rambling. Thank you so much for your reviews GlambertNoelle,hetalia4life, ViolaPlayer12, and wiltedroses3! Oh, and hopefully you all have watched Hetalia: Paint it White. I am going to be making at least one reference to it…..Maybe more.
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Madness by: Trilladora
Chapter 6
(America's POV)
"You won't be able to hear or see us anymore, and the spell rarely works twice on one person."
My stomach tightened and my head felt very light. I wouldn't be able to see them again? Seriously? Now that I know about them, it's going to be lonely not having them to talk to. How am I going to be able to keep helping my father without their help?
A light tug on my thumb brought me out of my trance. I looked at Rossier. "Did you hear me? I said that we could direct you to someone else who has the sight, so I guess we can still talk to each other that way. Also, if you don't mind, I could write notes on a piece of paper to talk to you. Just don't freak out and start screaming, 'IT'S A GHOST!'" I nodded numbly….at least I think. It felt as if she were telling me that the world was ending.
"FAIRIES! AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !" I jumped at the scream and looked over to England. He had started to climb the totem pole at light speed, clinging to France once he was up there. France let out a yelp as the totem started to tilt to the side, pulling up grass and dirt as it slowly began to come down.
Alarmed, I set Rossier down and bolted to the falling totem. "BRITAIN!" I screamed as I went to the base and took hold of the wooden carving. I slowly started to use my strength to heroically put it back in the ground, but kept my hands on it just in case. I looked up with annoyance. "Both of you, GET DOWN HERE, NOW!"
They both winced visibly before slowly making their way down. Once off the pole, I released it, hoping that it would stay. I turned to them, both looking at me sheepishly. "You both need to be careful! You know how hurt you guys could have been?" Great, now I feel like a worried scolding mother, even though they are both older than I am!
Before I could scold them any further, France's face lit up and he looked past me, waving. "Italy! Why are you here? You look so adorable!" he practically yelled. I turned around to see the Italian walking around in the outskirts of my yard. Suddenly, everything seemed to happen at the same time(probably because it did). A scream emitted from Italy and the Brit behind me, then each one started to run in opposite directions.
"BRITAIN'S GOING TO GET ME!" Italy screamed as he ran through the dense woods behind my house.
Meanwhile, England was running to the front of the house, more hysterical than Italy, if that's even possible. "FELICIANO'S GOING TO GET ME! GOAWAY! GOAWAY! GOAWAY! GOAWAY! JUST GO AWAY, ITALY! I DIDN'T TAKE YOUR PASTA!"
France and I stood there in shock, too flabbergasted to comprehend what happened. "Amérique, I think that mon Angleterre has completely gone off the deep end. First he was screaming about fairies, and now he is screaming and running away like Italy and Romano! I mean, he ran away from Italy, of all nations!"
I sighed. I knew it was true, but I don't want to trust those quacks at the asylum either! What am I going to do?!
(Germany's POV)
I had told Italy to spy on America just a little while ago. After all, even though he has unrealistic ideas, he still acts as their leader. Anyways, he did as he was told and went to search for some good info on our enemy.
I looked up to see Japan enter the tent that we had set up in the middle of the forest. He smiled at me and walked up to the table that I was standing over. Battle plans and maps were scattered on it, but in a neat fashion.
"Hello, Mr. Germany. Are the battle plans coming along fine?" He asked politely.
I shook my head. "Nein, I still need the reports from Italy. He should be back in just a little while."
Just as I said that, a gust of wind came into the tent, along with a blur of blue and reddish brown. The plans scattered everywhere as it ducked under the table. "GERMANY, GERMANY! ENGLAND WAS THERE! I COULDN'T GET CLOSE WITHOUT HIM SEEING ME!" a crying voice called from the table. It was Italy's voice.
Alarm was my first reaction. What if the British man followed Italy and found our hideout?! "Italy, were you followed?" I asked, trying not to reveal my worry.
The Italian man crawled out from under the table to look at me, his eyes still held small droplets of tears. "Ve~ I don't think that he did…. Although, I did hear him screaming something about not having my pasta. I wonder what he meant by that?" Italy looked into the distance quizzically as Japan and I exchanged a confused glance. What was that about? England said something rather strange when he saw Italy. I wonder what's wrong with him?
"Should we take a look to see what's going on, Mr. Germany?" Japan asked me quietly. I nodded to him, exiting the tent to get ready to spy on the Allies to find out what happened to England. Maybe Italy heard wrong, and he had actually made a declaration of war? I shook off the thought and grabbed a gun from the weapons tent, so as to be cautious of any traps.
(America's POV)
I just realized… if Italy is here, then the entire Axis is probably here too! I panicked and darted after Italy, calling to him in hopes that he would stop. If I could tell them to hold off and give my explanation that England was basically ill, then maybe they would leave us alone.
Suddenly, I was drawn from my thoughts as I suddenly found myself falling into the darkness. I screamed (in frustration that I couldn't tell them sooner! O/O ) before landing gracefully on my feet. (Trill and Flying Mint Bunny: NO YOU DIDN'T! YOU LANDED FACE FIRST! America: SHUT UP!/') A loud annoying laugh sounded from above, causing me to look up. A certain Prussian was standing at the top of the hole, staring at me with his unusually red eyes. "Looks like the awesome Prussia has trapped the unawesome America in one of my awesome traps!" He laughed again, making me more annoyed at him.
"Let me go, Prussia. I need to talk to the Axis." I growled.
Prussia narrowed his eyes. "I'm Axis, so maybe you can tell me und I can possibly relay your message to mein bruder und the others."
I sighed in annoyance, knowing that the red eyed man really wouldn't let me out of the trap until he knew what I wanted to talk to his brother about. "I want you all to not attack. England's really…. sick. He's so sick that all of us are concerned for his well-being, so we have no time for fighting. If Germany will just hold off the attack until after England is better, then I would be very grateful."
"So, that was what you wanted to say? Well, I guess that just weakens the Allied defenses, so there will be no way that you all will get off that easily!" He threw his head back and started to laugh once more, this one more malicious sounding.
I looked at him in anger. How could he be so heartless? Oh wait, he's been like that his whole life. "Don't you dare, Prussia! What if it was Germany instead of England?"
This made the red eyed nation stop laughing and look down at me with loathing. "This doesn't concern West, so keep him out of this."
"But you would do anything for him, wouldn't you?"
He kept silent for a second before smiling. "Of course I would do the same to help mein bruder. So, I am willing to make a deal with you."
I hesitated before answering. "What kind of deal?"
His smile became wider. "If I agree to take you to West and help you convince him to call off all attacks, then you must not interfere and try to kill me if I go on a date or two with your brother."
I felt myself become angrier at the German. More than a few times, Prussia had tried to take my brother on a date, but I would stop him every single time. I mean, this guy was known for going after someone, just to throw them away after he got bored. I don't want Canada to be hurt by that kind of emotional pain. "No way are you going to make me choose between my father and my brother."
Prussia seated himself at the edge of the pit. "It's your choice. I promise that I will make Canada very happy. By the way, we really like each other, and I would never leave him. Just give me a chance to prove that."
I glared at him, but kept silent, weighing my options. If I agreed to his deal, England and the rest of us would be safe. However, Canada would have to be left alone with this creep for at least two nights. If I didn't agree to his deal, then Russia, China, and France would be the only people able to fight since I would most likely be in a prison cell and England would be in no condition to fight. Then, Prussia could still go to see my brother, making this a win-win situation for him. "Fine, I will let you take him on dates, but if I find out that you laid even a finger on him, I will hunt you down and make you wish that you were never born!"
He crossed his arms in a childishly pouty way. "No deal. What if Birdie gets cold and I have a jacket on hand that I can let him use?"
"Birdie?" Now I'm confused. I thought we were talking about Canada. If I ever get out of this pit, I will kill him for mentioning a three-way with this 'Birdie' person!
Apparently he noticed the expression on my face, because he suddenly became defensive. "Whoa, before you get the wrong idea, 'Birdie' is just my nick-name for Canada!"
Oh. Too late for getting the wrong idea, but at least he cleared his name. This time… I sighed in defeat. "Alright, but if he comes back crying, not even Germany will be able to stop me from getting my revenge on you!" I smirked as I saw Prussia visibly shiver.
"That's more like it! Just a second, and I will get a ladder for you!" With that, he stood up and bolted out of sight. As soon as I couldn't hear his footsteps anymore, I vented all my anger toward Prussia into my fist and punched the wall. I can't believe this! I just sold my brother out to help father! I'm not sure who will be angrier: Canada, or England when he gets better! Shivering at the thought of when Canada got angry, I decided it was Canada by a long shot.
Hearing the footsteps again, I stepped back. Prussia appeared at the entrance again, rope ladder in hand. "Alright, as soon as this ladder is lowered for you, our deal is sealed. Any questions or objections?"
I looked up hopefully. "Can I kill you as soon as I'm out for Canada's sake?"
Prussia stared at me with wide eyes. "No, because I still want to date Canada!"
"Fine, I guess it was worth a shot. Now help me up there! There isn't much time left! Germany may be planning to attack us right now!" Prussia nodded and let the ladder down, holding one end of it to make sure that it wouldn't all fall into the pit. I climbed up as quickly as I could, only to have Prussia put handcuffs around my wrists. I glared at him. "So, you're going to break your end of the bargain?"
He patted me on the back, which annoyed me even more. "Nein, this is just a precaution so that you and Germany don't end up on the ground at each other's necks. That would be a bad thing to happen while we are discussing it with the others!" I growled, but protested no further. Hopefully, whatever Prussia had planned to say to his brother would convince him to postpone his attack.
As we walked into the nearby camp, Prussia came to a stop, a puzzled look on his face. "Where is everyone?" I looked around at the deserted campsite until I saw a piece of paper taped to the tent. I pointed to it and we started to walk there, curious as to what it said. He ripped it off, reading aloud. "To mein bruder, Japan, Italy, and I have gone to America's house to investigate England's strange behavior. Stay out of trouble. –Germany….. OH, WELL THAT'S JUST GREAT!" Prussia screeched and quickly unlocked the cuffs around my wrists. As soon as I was free, he grabbed my wrist and started running in the direction of my house, almost dragging me along with him.
(France's POV)
America tore after Italy awhile ago. I feel very concerned both for him and for myself. As soon as he was out of sight, England decided to make some food. However, he then decided that I was a hindrance to his mission and started to try to kill me! Hoping to get away from mon Angleterre, I ran up to the attic and shut myself in. On the far side of the room, a window overlooked the backyard.
I really wish that he was back to his old self. England was always talking about being proper and all those other annoying things, but I was happy with the way he was. Then, later on, I began to develop feelings that were more than just the feelings of a friend. I had fallen in love. Ever since, I had hoped that I could get England to return my feelings, but since I cannot tell what he is thinking, I do not know if he secretly likes me, or if he yells at me because he really hates me. Now that he has that touch of insanity, I feel like I don't know him anymore. He's like a whole different person at times. I want him back.
Slowly, I began to make my way to the window, figuring that I might as well watch the birds singing in the trees. I looked down to see England wandering around the backyard, almost skipping around and smelling the flowers. I smiled, remembering a time when he was always that carefree. Suddenly, a movement at the edge of the woods caught my eye. I looked over to find Germany, Japan, and Italy behind a bush, watching England's every movement. I paled and bolted for the attic door. Why were they here? Were they going to attack mon Angleterre while he was alone and defenseless? I ran out the back door to find England backed up against the house wall, the axis surrounding him.
"ENGLAND!" I screamed as I dove between Italy and Germany to get to him. I stood protectively in front of him, despite how badly I was shaking. All of them looked surprised by my actions, and Italy was already inching to place himself behind Germany.
What happened next was unexpected. I felt arms snake around my waist and England's head nuzzled in between my shoulder blades. "Francis, I just knew you would come for me." I blushed heavily as the Axis just stared in horror at the Englishman. He sounded like some damsel in distress just being saved by her knight in shining armor!
"France, do you care to tell us just what in the name of the Fuher is going on here? Why is he acting that way and calling you by your alias? He did the same to us when we got here." Germany growled.
I became surprised and a little disappointed. "He was hugging you all like this when you all came?"
Germany slapped his forehead. "Nein, dummkoff, he called us all by our human aliases!"
Sighing in relief to myself, I decided that they should not know what happened. "Even so, I shall not say anything about his condition. You may decide to attack him."
At this statement, Japan looked behind me in concern. "Why? Is he hurt somewhere, or is he going through an economic failure?" He reached out to touch England.
Alarmed, I slapped his hand away. "Don't you dare touch him." I practically seethed. "If you do, I will send the whole French military to your place. Japan looked shocked at my reaction. The truth was, I too, was very shocked at the words coming out of my mouth.
"He just wants to help, big brother. And I do too, even though England is scary." We all turned in shock at the Italian who had hidden himself behind Germany, only peeking out from behind a little. "If he's not well, then we should make pasta to make him feel better!"
"Italy, that's the enemy!" Germany said in annoyance.
Italy looked up. "Ve~ but we weren't enemies during the Pictonian invasion! We all worked together!"
I smiled at my little brother as I thought of that time. We all came together to try to save everyone in our nations. In the end, all except for Italy became a pictonian(I'm not sure if Switzerland and Liechtenstein did, though). What was really amazing about that whole ordeal was that Italy was the one that saved us all and pacified the aliens. The rest of us had no part of it. "Well, since Italy put it that way…"
"GERMANY! DON'T ATTACK THEM! AMERICA CAME TO THE AWESOME ME TO ASK YOU NOT TO!" a voice thundered. Italy and England shrieked in terror at the voice and, much to my disappointment, England unwrapped himself from me to jump in one of the bushes in the yard with Italy. We looked up to see Prussia tearing through the door, America struggling to keep up so that he wasn't dragged by the wrist that Prussia had a tight hold on.
Germany raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Prussia, you know that we are still at war with the Allies. Ignore his pleas and tie him up back at the camp."
America glared daggers like I had never seen before at Germany, who chose to ignore it. Prussia shook his head. "Nein, I can't do that. Just hear me out. England is very ill. He's in no condition to fight if soldiers come into his land, and that could make his condition worse! So, I say that we should wait until it is a fair fight: all the Axis healthy, and all the Allies healthy."
"You usually want to take someone when their defenses are down. What's with the sudden change?"
"Well, West, wouldn't you try to keep the war from happening if your dearest friend or love interest was ill and would get incredibly hurt because they couldn't defend themselves. Or in your case, run away from the danger." I saw Germany start to blush deeply out of the corner of my eye.
I smirked at the blonde German. "Ohohohon, you are in love with Italy, oui?"
Germany glared at me, the blush becoming more prominent. "N-nein!"
"Germany," he turned his head to look at Italy, who, along with England, had poked his head out of the bush that he was hiding in, "you don't love me?"
I watched in amusement as the German became slightly panicked. "N-nein! I didn't mean it like that! I meant that I love you as a friend!"
Italy became dejected. "So nothing more than friends?" England smiled and whispered into the Italian's ear. Something that he said must have cheered him up, because the next thing I knew, he started to happily chirp away. "Ve~ Germany, could we stay here at America's house for a sleepover?"
Germany, surprised by Italy's sudden change, nodded his head mechanically, probably either wanting to keep Italy happy, or just didn't realize yet what he was asking. Probably the latter.
The Italian threw his hands up in victory. "HOORAY!" ,he screamed
"Wait, aren't you forgetting about my permission? This is my house!" America yelled as he ripped his wrist out of Prussia's grasp.
I looked at him. "Amerique, can we all stay at your house. You probably won't be able to handle mon Angleterre by yourself. We can take turns looking after him so that he doesn't get in any trouble."
"Ja, and you can tell us more about his 'illness' so that we can try to find possible treatments for him." Germany suggested.
America sighed. "Alright, everyone come on in." He took England by the shoulder and led him in, Italy, Germany, and Japan following closely.
I was about to follow, when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned to see Prussia looking at me with gleaming eyes. "Let's call Spain! And while I take care of that," he held up a diary with a maple leaf on it. "Go and try to find your love's diary!" I looked at it and smiled. This was certainly going to be interesting, whatever the German had in mind.
*hides behind a desk* Is my little peace offering accepted, GlambertNoelle? Thank you all for reading! I hope that you will all forgive me if characters are OOC. My senior year is kinda hectic, and in the evenings, I just feel like falling into my bed. Also, spirit week is coming up(HOORAY!) However, the theme for that week is Disney, which I am not that fond of. Oh well! At least it's nice to spend time at school with your friends! Oh, by the way, next chapter may mention this, but… I had chapter seven all planned out. I just needed to get out of my writer's block on this chapter before I started on that.
