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Chapter six
The day was hectic due to the seven children, but England was able to find out what went wrong along with a way to regain their memories around noon. What he figured had happened was that around the time he wished on the star, one of the Axis members also wished. Due to this, the other person had to also wish for things to go back to normal.
This seemed like a likely cure, and so he began the potion to cure their memory gap. The only catch was that the potion would only give the memories of a certain day of his choosing back; the day he and someone else wished on a star.
It was already past dinner when England came down from his study with the potion. As he entered the room the others were in, he found the children sitting around bored while the adults looked exhausted. France then turned to England and asked, "Any good news, Cher?"
"Well, from what I can surmise, the reason they're still like this is because one of them wished at the same time I did, so if that person re-wished, things should go back to normal. As for finding out who it was, I made a potion which should give them their memory of that night back."
"That's good, so give it to them. The sooner they're back to normal and out of our hair the better," America said, the novelty of watching several kids already wearing thin.
So England poured the potion into seven cups for the children and told them to drink it. The majority of them did not want to at first, but did after Russia began to silently threaten them to. Shortly after drinking, the children began to blink rapidly and soon regained their memory of that night, but nothing else.
"Alright, so did any of you guys wish on a star recently?" England asked the group. To his question, Italy shot up his hand and replied, "Vee, I did! I wished that we wouldn't need to fight."
This caused several of the other Axis members to shake their heads. Russia then said, "Well, we know who it was now. Now we just need him to fix it, da?"
"Yes. So, anyone want to make sure he doesn't fall asleep?" England asked only to have France quickly volunteer. France then picked up the little Italian and carried him outside to look at the sky.
Several hours had passed, and there were still no shooting stars. Wondering how things were going outside, England decided to check on the two of them. Here he found Italy curled up asleep with France looking like he could fall asleep soon as well.
Upset about this, England awoke Italy and told him to stay awake. In response, Italy said, "I can't stay awake. I want Holy Rome to be here. He'd stop you from being so mean!"
England sighed out of frustration, only to then have an idea. He looked at Italy and said, "Then why don't I tell you something that'll keep you awake. You precious Holy Rome is dead, died centuries ago in a war, never to come back to you."
Italy stared back at him, his little mouth quivering and his eyes tearing up. At last he mumbled, "Th-that can't be true. He promised he'd come back!
"If you don't want to believe me then ask France," England said, "After all, he was the one who killed him."
Italy looked over to France and asked, "Is this true?"
Instead of answering, France pointed Italy to the sky and said, "Look a shooting star. Quickly wish to undo your other wish!"
Instead of doing this, Italy yelled out, "I wish Holy Rome was here! I wish Holy Rome was here! I wish Holy Rome was here!
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