Sealand looked up to the ceiling. He did that a lot when he could not sleep. He looked up to the ceiling and cried. He was on his own. Nothing but he and Garry to keep him company. He felt more alone than ever. It was all England's fault. It had been two weeks and all he wanted to do was go back to his bedroom back at England place and wished this never happened. He could not go back to him. How could he forgive England for leaving him? He couldn't.
He would get angry at that thought of England. His brushy eyebrows and disheveled blonde hair what hauted him at night. He loved his brother then. Now Sealand saw him as a monster. A monster that would leave his defenseless little brother out in the middle of the ocean. He knew nothing about the ocean. What if there was a hurricane? What could he do then?
He looked down at Gary, his goat. He was fast to asleep. Gary would usually stay up with him when he had endless nights like this, but he most of fell asleep between the screams and loud sobs. Gary was the only thing that Sealand knew that loved him. The toys had no soul and didn't entertain him anymore. Plus England brought them for him which made it worst.
Sealand got out of bed and walked to the sink across of the room. He washed his face with cold water and looked into the mirror. He looked terrible. His eyes were blood shot, his blonde hair sticking out all over the place. He looked like he had been sick for weeks. . He didn't care. He knew that the pain was real, every part of this nightmare was real.
He stumbled back into his bed and pet Garry's head. He didn't move one inch which meant that Garry was deeply sleeping. Sealand looked up at the celling again tears fell from his face. He could not get England out of his head. His last before his finally fell asleep was his brother finally letting him come home and hugging him and embracing him.
~Next Morning~
Sealand woke to a sunny sky and the sea gulls flying above. It was a typical morning in the middle of the ocean. Sealand stumbled out of bed and headed to the sink, like he did couple hours ago. He looked into the mirror once more. He looked ten times worst. All he could do was stare. It just reminded him of every feeling he was feeling as of right now. He looked over at Gary; he was up and looking at him. His eyes said it all. He was deeply worried for Sealand. Sealand rushed over to his goat side to comfort him.
"It's okay, Gary. I just had another terrible night." He said to him.
The goat looked at him in a sheepish way.
"I will be fine." He said.
The goat looked at him and went to eat his food on the other end of the room.
Sealand went over and looked himself in the mirror again. He could see the features that he shared with England. His bushy eyebrows, his blonde hair were just reminders. He wished he could burn them from his face.
He looked in the mirror for a good hour. He just could not stop staring at himself. Then he heard a noise….
He ran to the deck and looked around. Maybe England was coming to get him! Maybe this just a punishment that he learned a great and horrid lesson from. He had hope for the first time in two weeks.
He heard someone come up the ladder from the legs. He prayed it was England. He waited patiently for the mysterious person or his brother to come up.
Finally whose ever head popped out and was entering the deck. The hair color was nothing like England's. It had a white/ sliver tint to it. Then his whole head was in view. Sealand started at him. It was not England at all. All he saw was Russia looking at him with a kind smile on his face.