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Chapter 2~ On the way to Baroque

I subconsciously felt myself drowning. But why was I drowning in the first place? I was playing with Lithuania before Russia took him away. But he was slowly going farther and farther away. What was happening?

A person who was wearing white was reaching out his hand. "Are you alright?"

"What...Happened?" I was trying to catch my breath. I tried to get up, looking at my surroundings but I blacked out.

When I awoke I felt like something was moving under me. I tried to speak but the same voice before said "It'll be ok."

I tried to sit up, and this time I was successful. I now saw faces that I'd never seen before. A man who was leaning on the side of the bed was the man that saved him, the man dressed in white. Now as for the other faces, he saw something Polish in all of them. Especially the man who was at the corner of the room. The strange, mysterious man that was a pure dandy. His hat told it all.

The frail girl dressed like Little Red Riding Hood nicely said "Are you ok? We found you after we defeated those pirates."

The small red-head girl with a pirate hat boastfully said "Are you a pirate mister?"

I slowly got up off that bed and found dust on my uniform, with my cape nowhere to be found. My boots were at the side of the bed. I wiped the dust off of me and said "I would like to ask your names first."

The dandy had a pale face ever since he saw my uniform. As I expected, he was Polish! And he had a lot of pride showing it!

Ms. Little Red Riding Hood introduced me to the party. Her name was Polka, and she came from a place called Tenuto. I had never heard of that place. There was something new to learn every day! The little kid next to Polka, who was holding his camera like it was his life was named Beat. The red-head with a pirate hat was called March. The captain of this ship was actually a prince. Prince Crescendo. And the dandy in the back was named Fredric Francis Chopin.

I gasped in shock. Guess talking to Austria made me meet Fredric Chopin.

Polka asked "What's your name mister?"

"My name? Oh yes. My name is Poland. But you can call me Feliks." I saw the face Chopin made when I said my name. He couldn't believe it.

"Anyway, Polka is it? I have a question to ask you. Where am I? Last time I checked I was talking to Austria about Germany and Warsaw."

Polka giggled. Not a giggle, more like a laugh. Chopin looked serious, as he had a lot of explanting to do. He took me outside where there was light snow falling down.

The rest of the group stayed inside as Polka tried to explain that both of them needed their time to talk.

"So your Fredric Francis Chopin?"

"Yes. That is my name."

"Why is everything here referencing to music?"

"This is my dream."

"This is?"

"I'm dying Feliks. I think you know that already. Did I imagine you too?"

"No you didn't Chopin. I am the country Poland."

"Then how did you get into my dream?"

" I don't know. Austria likes to play your music to convey his feelings so I came to his house and told him your life story. You are an amazing pianist."

"I guess. So, Poland. Do I return home?"

"What day was it... when you came into this dream world?"

"October 16,1849."

Poland stared at him with shock."I'm sorry, but it'd be best if you found that out yourself."

"So you are Poland, a human version of the country that we all have pride in?"

"Yes."

"Anyway, you see the rest of the group?"

"Yea. Everyone resembles you in one way or another. Especially Polka. Or should I say Emilia?"

"You truly are the country that I put so much pride in."

"Let's get back to the party. Baroque is in sight."

They walked back to the party.