Hey there here's another chapter of I Don't Know! Thank you to all who reviewed the other chapters! I love you all!

There's a little Spamano in dis so yeah 83

I don't have much to say so let's just get started shall we

Disclaimer: Me no owny Hetalia

"Feliciano Vargas!"

"Feliciano, where are you dammit!"

Feliciano awoke to the sounds of his own name being called. He groaned as he painfully sat up. He winced as he touched the mess on his head; his hair was matted up with the large gash he received from falling. 'What happened to me?' he thought. Feliciano felt something move beside him and noticed a little boy holding onto his arm. The boy's eyes fluttered open and he gasped as he saw Feliciano. "You're awake," he said then jumped up and hugged him, "you're awake!"

The older Italian was confused. Who was this, and why was he hugging him? "W-who are you?" he croaked out the question in a hoarse voice.

Santo tilted his head, "what do you mean 'who am I'?" he let go of Feliciano looking into his eyes. "It's me Feliciano, it's Santo, do you not remember me?" Feliciano shook his head no and then said, "no and whose Feliciano?"

"Hey, I found them!"

The two looked up to see Antonio looking down at them shortly joined by Lovino, Ludwig, Gilbert, and, for some reason, Francis Bonnefoy.

"Don't worry we'll get you two out!" Antonio yelled down to them.

The five started to make their way down to them, slowly and carefully to avoid the same rocks Feliciano hit the night before. Once they got to them, Lovino started yelling stuff in Italian at the two. But he stopped when Feliciano said, "Chi sei?" The older twin stared for a second before collapsing in front of him.

Lovino put his hands on Feliciano's shoulders and looked square into his beautiful brown eyes, "Feliciano, What did you say?"

"W-who are you?" he asked, this time in English, then looked to the others, "if you don't mind my asking, who are any of you?" Lovino looked back to the rest of the group. They had the same hurt and confused expression he had, why did Feliciano pretend not know them? He looked back to him and choked out, "i-it's me, Lovino, y-your fratello"

Feliciano's response was, "I'm sorry but I don't remember having a fratello."

Lovino stood and immediately started running from them. Tears were starting to stream down his face, a strange occurrence for the older Italian. He didn't even stop when Antonio started calling him. He just wanted to get far away from them. What Feliciano had said hurt Lovino worse than they thought; his own brother forgot him.

"Going to chase after your love," Francis asked as Antonio started to climb the side of the pit. He looked back to the Frenchman and nodded. "Then let me come with you, Mon ami" The Spaniard stopped for a second and sighed, "might as well." They quickly left the pit to search for the running Italian, which might take a while.

Ludwig and Gilbert were now left alone with the two Italians. "Do you think he remembers anything at all?" Gilbert asked after they walked over to the two. Ludwig shook his head trying to think, "Hopefully he does." He checked Feliciano over noticing all the large gashes and various injuries he had. He decided to try to get him to stand so they could take him to somewhere to get all his wounds fixed up.

"Feliciano can you stand? Antonio and Francis are going to get Lovino and we're taking you to a hospital to get you help," Ludwig told him.

Feliciano seemed to snap out of thoughts, "I haven't tried," he paused, "wait who are they, and who are you?"

Ludwig sighed, "Lovino is your brother, he's said that already; Antonio and Francis went to get him; this is my bruder Gilbert, and I am Ludwig, your ally; now we need for you to get up," he finished. When Feliciano didn't move, he grabbed his arm forcing him to stand. He awkwardly stumbled for a second Ludwig's sturdy gloved hands keeping him standing. "Ouch that hurt," he pouted then muttered something inaudible.

Ludwig led Feliciano out of the pit while Gilbert and Santo stayed to make sure they didn't slip and to direct them in the right direction. Santo looked up to Gilbert and said, "Do you think he'll be alright?" Gilbert had forgotten he was even there and was slightly surprised at his voice. "Huh? Oh yeah kid, he'll be alright; this has happened before a long time ago…" He trailed off. He quickly returned to his normal self and tried to bring the mood up. "So, kid, you live around here?"

Santo noticed his try and went along with it, "before this I think I did, and my name is Santo by the way," he tried to smile at him but his lips wouldn't let him.

"Hey Gilbert and uh… kid!" Ludwig called, "come on, we're at the top."

As they made their way up, Ludwig tried to ask Feliciano some questions.

"Do you know who you are or where you are?" he asked discreetly.

Feliciano thought a moment, "I am the personification of North Italy, and Ieh-" he squeaked as Ludwig threw his hand across his mouth. Ludwig quickly said, "Do not say that, you don't know if any normal person is around, your human name is Feliciano Vargas remember that." Feliciano nodded and he removed his hand.

"Now Feliciano, who was our other ally during the war," he tried.

"I don't know"

"What year is it"

"Oh, I know this one! It's 1799!"

Ludwig stared at him, "no Dummkopf, its 1945," why did he think it was that far back? He stopped thinking about it once he saw that Gilbert and Santo had made it up safely. He took Feliciano's hand and led him to a green jeep and let him get in, then went to the driver's side. Realizing Gilbert had not followed he called to him "Come on, bruder, we have to leave."

"Can I bring Santo?" He asked pointing at the kid.

Ludwig sighed, "ja, just hurry up"

He grabbed Santo and jumped into the jeep. Ludwig started the engine and they sped down the road carful to not crash into pits, rubble from building, and abandoned cars.

That's this chapter.

History Notes so you can tell your people you learned something X3(you probably know this but still): The Holy Roman Empire lasted from 962-1806; 1799 is just a random date I picked ^^

World War II was from 1939-1945 and this is just a few days after they surrendered I.E. The U.S. dropped the bombs on Japan.

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