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Dani's kinda an ass in this. :/

Chapter 30: Broken Ties

Daniel growled slightly, and he grinned,"Looks like we have some jello packets to buy.."

France was whining about how they made him look disgusting, and vulgar like he was American or British. (Figures.. Dani thought)

England growled,"The only one bloody vulgar here is you! You're completely disgusting you stupid perverted FROG!"

Turtle squeaked and ran in between them,"Stop fighting! Fighting will get you nowhere and will just cause upset, and wars! You must stop now!"

Dani laughed,"You're such a strange girl.." He was obviously amused by the fact that Turtle was being so dramatic over such a small fight.

They were just being typical.

France did a dramatic pose,"I would never fight with him if I knew it upset you so badly, my beauty!"

"Turtle, I'd move out of the way dear.." England smiled evilly. Turtle backed away, oblivious to what was about to come.

"I WILL KILL YOU, YOU DAMN FROG!" England shouted, running at France.

Unknown to the two, the little girl ran in front of them, and took the blow delivered that had been aimed at France. The force of the blow caused the girl to fall to the ground.

Romano ran over and kneeled besides her, about to take a look at the slap, only to be pushed away. He growled angrily.

"I told you... to stop fighting!" She glared at them,"Nothing comes good from it!"

"Taylor.." Both men's eyes were on the normally easygoing girl.

"Don't you dare say another word. You two will apologize to one another! I won't have it any other way!" She stood up and stormed away. Romano was silent for a moment, then cursed in Italian, and followed her.

"He's whipped..." Dani said with a yawn, tanning.

"What?" England turned and stared at him,"She just screamed at us and you're more worried about-"

"I'm not the one who got yelled at. You two are. I didn't slap a 14 year old. I didn't upset little miss hippie." He stared at his nails, amused, and looked up,"Plus I love drama."

England and France took off to find Turtle, strangely together.

America and Sammie sat on a boulder, holding hands,"You have the weirdest mood swings" Sammie muttered.

"Shut up demon child."

"Hey! just cuz dad didn't stay doesn't make me a demon!"

"Oh sorry. Bastard child." He smirked."Didn't realize it mattered that much that your father didn't care enough about you to stay. Or the fact that he left you and mom for some bitch. And you two never tried to get him back. Then.. he left you again. He died."

Samantha growled,"Why you little-"

America tugged on her arm,"Don't bother." He seemed annoyed at the same time though. His eyes were narrowed, and he looked serious for once.

"What? And just sit here and take it?"

America smirked,"Nah. Just sit here and enjoy the show."

Daniel stood up, eyes narrowed as America growled, and took off towards him and punched him in the face.

Daniel roundhouse kicked him, and America grabbed his foot and twisted his leg.

Daniel's eyes widened, and he growled, and attempted to move, only hurting himself more. "Damn it! Let go of me!"

Sammie was suddenly beside America, and she gently pushed his hand off Daniel's leg,"Have a nice life, Daniel." She walked away.

America gave Daniel a glare, and followed Sammie.

~~In another place~~

"How's your fucking face!" Romano growled, refusing to look at Taylor.

"...Its fine..." She gazed at him, watching as he glanced at her and blushed and growled. She smiled slightly,"So... You're catholic?"

"...Yeah. What's it to you? You going to make fun of my religion? I won't hesitate to hurt you just because you're a girl!"

"Nah... I'm too. Well, my guardians are. Catholic reform schools suck." She grinned.

He glanced at her,"What did you do to get in a reform school?"

"I set the mascot on fire." She grinned.

He stared at her,"fucking crazy."

~~In The House~~

I have never been so happy..

Just to... lay in Russia's arms..

I snuggled into his arms as he worked on checking my broken rib, and the other injuries. Right now I was still half asleep so it didn't bug me as much as usual.

I murmurred happily as his warm hands touched my cool skin,"Mm..."

Its perfect in his arms, just staying here. His hands stopped, and he touched a spot on my stomach that made me wince.

Suddenly I felt myself being jarringly picked up, and my eyes snapped open to see that Russia was carrying me to the bathroom.

He set me down on the toilet seat, murmuring under his breath.

He began wetting a washcloth, then knelt next to me, and pressed it hard to my skin. I winced,"Hey! That hurts!"

His grip didn't loosen and I glanced down. Where they had kicked me had broken skin, and now it was red and swollen. I stared.

Blood leaked out of the wound slightly from the pressure, along with puss.

"R-russia!"

"Its a bad infection, Da? You should have agreed to letting me take you to the hospital." Russia looked up through his hair.

"Its all gross!" I gave him a frightened look and clung to his shoulders.

"Yes Infections usually are. It was idiotic of me to think i could just have you stay in bed. You need to go the hospital." He sighed, and cleaned the puss out of the wound, and looked up at me.

I stared into his eyes and growled,"You're too damn nice. Stop fucking with me!"

"Why don't you want to go to the doctor?"

"None of your damn business! Why don't you just leave! Get out and let me take care of myself!" I yelled at him. "I don't need this crap! I was beaten up because you can't stay out of fights! And now I look weak and fragile and-and- I'M NOT!"

He watched me, and sighed,"Da."

"What?"

"You are not weak, nor fragile."He stood up and walked away.

"W-what?"

"You don't need me, Krystine."

You guys probably hate me now.. Don't worry! It will be okay!

Krystine will end up with Russia. Just you wait.

Question. Which would you prefer, 40 chapters, and a sequel; Or a 50 chapter story and no sequel? (well if i have an idea there may be...)

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