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"Big brother," Belarus grabbed Russia's hands and smiled. "Big brother, I've almost won the war for you. We've captured so many, and there's only a few more countries to crush under our fists!" Russia stared at her calmly, and pulled his hands away. He glanced toward the poster of country flags on the wall and sighed.
"Belarus. What are we supposed to gain from all of this?"
"Huh?" Belarus furrowed her eyebrows and crossed her arms. "Ruling the world. Big brother won't have to compete so hard that way." She twisted her hair between her fingers and continued, "You're always having trouble with these idiots. If we were to capture them, all will become one with Russia."
Russia sighed. "Ukraine wouldn't have liked this. She's probably looking down on us, embarrassed." He touched his scarf, thinking.
"Ukraine was a fool!" Belarus shouted, glaring at him. "An utter fool! Her heart was too big for her own good. You have to forget about her." She grabbed his scarf and tried to pull it off his neck, though Russia managed to keep it there.
"Belarus, Ukraine might have fallen, but she was not a fool." Russia pulled her hands away from the scarf, but was rather surprised to see Belarus shaking.
She looked up at him, her face red. "She was a complete fool," she growled, "And you will forget about her, if you want to stay here. I don't need you!"
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Sealand rubbed at his eyes, kneeling in the snow. "Papa!" He screamed, "Papa, you can't leave me here to die!" He shivered violently, and moved his hands to look in front of him. Of course, he couldn't even see Sweden or Finland, not in the slightest. He let his head fall into his hands, mumbling, "I'm alone again! I should have been stronger. Papa wouldn't have deserted me if I were able to defend myself, even just a little bit. . ."
"What an annoying little brother you are sometimes," England said, lifting Sealand up and throwing him over his shoulder. "What would our big bros think of you crying you're ass off?"
"But big brother! It's. . . It's my. . .It's my fault!" As soon as Sealand said it, he began bawling. "It's my fault, big brother!"
America glanced at Sealand for a second, before looking forward and saying, "Yeesh. You'd think a kid would be grateful. After all, we are adopting you."
Sealand went quiet and turned his head to America. He grinned and happily asked, "Really?"
"We are," England replied, holding his little brother in place. "Belarus and Russia will crush us if we turn against each other, after all."
"And tell you what," America said with a shimmering grin. "We'll get Sweden back for you!"
"What!" England glared at America, "Dammit, America! We can't-!"
"WHOO~" Sealand yelled, his fists up.
America grinned at England, and shrugged, "Guess we'll have to find a way~" He walked faster, glancing back at England and giving him a thumbs up.
"Dammit," England growled, "I'll kill you . . !"
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"Every country is to fall under those stronger than him," Japan said, sighing. "I just didn't think it would happen so soon."
"Come on," Netherlands growled, kicking Italy. "Tell me you're plans for war already!"
"Damn, they just don't talk," muttered Luxembourg, picking up Japan off the floor. "Is it because I beat on you so much? Did I hit you on the head too much?"
"Nng," Japan glared at Luxembourg, "I knew it was a good idea to make sure I never had any connections with you two."
"Brat," Luxembourg scoffed, dropping him hard on the floor and glancing at his sister, who sat nearby, whispering something to Romano while his head was in her lap, near death and barely able to keep his eyes open. "Belgium! You're not supposed to comfort them, dammit!"
Belgium looked up at Luxembourg. "Well, you're beating them to the point where they can't say anything. How are we supposed to get information that way?"
Netherlands looked back at Belgium from where he stood. "Belgium, just listen to us! We know what we're doing!"
"It doesn't really seem like it," she said, grabbing Romano's arm and pulling it around her shoulders. She stood up, and began to walk away from the two. "But that's it. I will do things my way, and you do it your way."
Italy looked up and saw her pulling Romano away. "Big brother! Romano! Wait for me . . ." He held out a hand, but Netherlands pushed his foot down on the man's back.
"You're not going anywhere."
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"Japan!" Taiwan whispered, watching from the bushes while Luxembourg carried Japan out of his house. "He's gotten captured by those assholes!" Korea reached for his sword and got ready to jump and attack. Taiwan glanced at him, and frowned. "What are you doing, idiot?"
Korea smiled at her, "Saving our brother." Taiwan stared at Korea with newfound respect as he stood up and asked, "Aren't you coming?"
"Of course," Taiwan said, drawing her own blade.
"Where are we supposed to put them? We hardly have any room as it is," Luxembourg complained. "I-"
"HIYA!" In a quick swoop, Korea swung his blade. It cut Luxembourg's arm deep, making him drop an unconsious Japan. "You won't lay a hand on my brother!"
"D-damn . . ! Where did you come from?" He shouted, holding his arm. He glanced back at Netherlands, who was having some problems holding Taiwan back.
Italy fell to the ground as Netherlands dropped him, and used the remainders of his strength to crawl to Japan and pull him away from the battles. "Japan, wake up," he whispered, patting his cheeks. "Japan!"
"Oof!" Taiwan fell to the ground, her blade now being pointed at her. "You asshole," she snapped at Netherlands. "You were friends with Japan! Why the hell did you do this?"
"Because," Netherlands replied, "He changed. Luxembourg! How're you doing?"
"Just fine," his brother replied, cracking his knuckles after having punched Korea, who currently lay on the ground, defeated.
"Korea!" Taiwan shouted. She looked back at Netherlands. "You're going to pay."
"Oh really?"
"Yes, really," Italy replied, holding Japan's sword nervously. He gripped it tightly, trying to remember everything Germany had taught him.
Netherlands laughed, looking down at the redhead. "The weakest country of them all, acting like he could stand a chance against Luxembourg and I? How sad. You should just wave the white flag. Or maybe just run away, like usual?"
"NO!" Italy snapped, his arms shaking. "I won't run away anymore! Before this war started, Germany taught me many things. Japan, too. I've grown strong, because of them! I'll beat you!" He jumped forward, attacking, only to be knocked to the ground. He stumbled to his feet and tried again, only to find the same results.
"You're pathetic. Why would you call yourself strong, when you end up like this every time?" Luxembourg asked.
"I . . . I don't know!" Italy shouted. He got up on his feet again, glaring at the brothers. "Japan is my friend! I have to try and protect him!"
"Italy, that's enough," A hard hand was placed on Italy's shoulder. Italy turned and stared. "You can let your friend handle the rest. Thank you, Italy."
"Germany!"
Italy watched as Germany took the sword out of Italy's hand and pushed him aside, near Prussia and Japan. "Italy, make sure you stay back."
Italy sat down next to Prussia, who looked over at him with a smirk. "Italy, you're lucky."
"Vi?"
"West went looking for you as soon as he picked me up. He could hear you screaming about him a mile away," Prussia looked back at Germany, who was fighting fiercely. "If it weren't for my condition, I'd be fighting alongside him."
"No, Germany would have you sit there either way," Italy said, "He's the type of person that doesn't want to hurt others. He'll protect us, nobody who he's in front of."
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"LIECHTENSTEIN!" Switzerland turned and stared at his sister as she fell. He ran to her side, shocked. She covered the wound on her stomach with her hands, though the blood soaked through. "Don't worry, brother. I'll be fine. . ."
"Look, New Zealand, we've managed to hit his weak spot!" Australia said, smiling.
"Ung," New Zealand backed up, before running off. Australia shrugged as he saw it happen, snorting. "Whatever. That kid was such a wuss."
"I'll kill you!" Switzerland growled, taking his handgun and shooting Australia right as he was turning. He glared at Australia, huffing as he watched him fall just as Liechtenstein did. He turned back to his sister and fell to his knees beside her. "Liechtenstein! Liech, stay awake!"
She smiled up at him, nodding. "Of course, brother."
"Why are you smiling like that?" Swizterland shouted, his stare soaked in worry. "Liechtenstein!"
"Because, brother," she responded, "We managed to stop the fight. Even if it meant getting hurt a little bit, at least New Zealand didn't get hurt." She grinned, even past the pain when Switzerland began working on her bullet wound. Tears fell down her cheeks as she explained, "Brother, we did good. We stopped people from hurting. Just make sure Australia is fine, okay? He has to be okay."
"F-foolish . . !" Switzerland whispered, pushing down on her stomach, trying to get the bullet out. "You're so foolish!"
"I don't mind being foolish," Liechtenstein replied, "If it means less pain to others. I-"
"Big brother?" Switzerland turned to see Wy, running to Australia. "Brother, what happened?" She examined his hip, where the bullet lay. "You've gone and gotten yourself shot?"
"Big brother, you have to-" Liechtenstein went quiet when Switzerland picked her up, and began to walk away. "B-brother? What are you doing? Wy-chan is-"
"We're going, Liechtenstein."
"N-no. . ." Liechtenstein stared from over his shoulder at Wy, who was crying over Australia. "B-brother . . ."
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Uploaded this rather quickly. .o. I was in the mood to write more. Poor Wy-chan...
I'm sorry for the person who asked for Canada. I couldn't fit him in the way I wanted in this chapter. He'll be in the next chapter, I promise.
And shoutout to the person who realized I mixed Lithuania and Liechenstein: Thank you!
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