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England used his Tweezers and carefully pulled out every shard of glass from both of America's arms. When he had first found him England had noticed right away that America's blue eyes were dull and a bit dead, but England managed to bring life back to those eyes. England sighed lightly and he was always the one who helps America, but so far has never seen America cry and yet knowing America does cry at times more than likely all alone. It pains him to think about it and wished that America would just let it out. Never once did America ask for comfort or any help from England and out of all the Nations does not want England to see his tears not wanting to be thought of as less of a Nation.
"I know you were not trying to kill yourself." England said to America and he looked at him with serious eyes.
"Your right. I'm not selfish enough to kill myself and my kids need me plus what would you do without me to annoy you." America replied and then looked away from him.
"However others would think so differently and find you to be suicidal." England went on speaking pretending he did not hear and then added. "You are lucky that you happen to be a Nation for this would have killed a human."
"I won't die from this at all. I just felt so." America commented softly, but did not finish his sentence. He looked at his arms and then sighed heavily in regret knowinf if his kids saw they will freak. Plus it hurts like hell now and the mirrors are shattered to pieces, but also faintly remembering the thing about bad luck and mirrors.
"You were upset and frightened of how utter powerlessly you felt when with Russia this time around. Due to the fact of your Boss not allowing you to offend Russia in any way." England stated and he noticed on how America's eyes went wide. "I personally think you of all Nations have the right to defend yourself, but if you won't do it. I will do it for you and give them hell despite what my Boss currently wants right now."
"What about your orders?" America whispered and he waited for England to say something. He winced slightly as England wiped away the blood with a wet piece of toliet paper and watched as the pure white turned into a dark red.
"To hell with them and besides I know it shall not last long." England commented firmly and then he nodded towards America. "Plus Russia will in time mess up and make my Boss hate him or say to hell with it."
"I heard you use to be bad ass. Personally, I don't see it. Your more like a nurse than a past pirate." America stated in a somewhat teasing tone and looked at England with more lively eyes. "Seriously, You are a complete softie and not what I think a past pirate would act."
"America those shorts and shirt are stained with your own blood." England commented lightly and ignored America's statement as he finished cleaning up America's arms. Then wrapping America's arms up in toliet paper and sighing when it turned red, but appiled more pressure and it stopped the bleeding making England relax slightly.
"Iggy, I feel a bit dizzy." America muttered and he felt really tired. He tried to stand up, but then started to fall back down and England caught him before he fell to the floor.
"From blood lost and emotional strain on your body." England stated calmly and then he picked up America in his arms."You are much lighter and easier to carry. Why are so light?"
"I have lost some weight and I can't seem to get it back." America stated flatly and then yawned lightly for he felt worn out from everything that has happened.
"Everything will work out." England said firmly to America and held him closer to his body. He knew now for sure that America needs his protection more so than ever and England did not give a damn that some of America's people hates BP, but he will not leave America over such a reason.
"Thanks." America commented tiredly and then slowly fell asleep in England's arms.
"Just don't die." England muttered softly and he started walking to America's home hoping that those hellions were still asleep along with there being no visiting Nations. England rolled his eyes and knew that those brats would freak over something like blood. He knew that they can't handle it and personally wanted to avoid having them see America in this kind of shape. England sighed heavily and had a feeling he would have to deal with all the tears, yelling, and everything else those States would do. America is in no shape to scold those hellions and England was in a bad mood.
"I hope those brats are asleep otherwise I will be highly tempted to kick there little asses if they dare accuse me of hurting America, but of couse then America would be pissed off and I don't want to add to it." England muttered to himself and started walking faster, but made sure to be careful since America was in his arms and sleeping soundly for right now. He mentally planned and prepared himself just in case the kids are up. England lost track of time and his arms were not feeling numb. It was worrying that America was so light and he bite his lip while thinking 'Why did I not notice sooner.' England sighed and then had America in one arm. He slammed opened the door and returned America to being in both of his arms.
'Why the bloody hell is Poland here?' England wondered to himself and then gritted his teeth when he heard Poland's shrill scream that more or less woke up the States. Now he would have to deal with a screamish Poland and fifteen pissed off States. America had woken up and England glared at Poland.
"Shut the bloody hell up, idiot." England snapped angrily and he felt highly insulted along with having a headache. "You are giving me a headache."
"Poland?" America muttered softly and then England hushed him gently. America was a little confused and wondered why Poland was freaking out.
"Ignore him. Poland can chat with you later when he is not being such a bleedin ninny." England stated flatly and went on walking ignoring how pale Poland's face turned.
"What the hell did you do to Ma! You damn punk!" New York yelled and the other States were behind him glaring at England. England really wanted to teach those rude brats a thing or two, but reframed from it and he was also still carrying America. Personally America was more important than anything else and England refused to let those little vulgar States keep him from taking care of America. Plus he knew that they talked big, but they can't handle it when America is in tears or bleeding. England did not say a word, but just gave them a cold glare.
"Oh my god America's kids are now the undead and Zombies! I'm surrounded by a Killer and Zombies that are rude along with being brain eaters! Are you alive America?" Poland shouted loudly and the States just stared at him blankly.
"Yes." America whispered and he wondered why Poland was here, but right now it didn't matter.
"I'll save you and we could flee to my pink home! No killers or Zombies are there! Die you killer!" Poland yelled loudly and started to rush at England who gapped at him in sheer disbelief. The States looked on with wide eyes and just could not look away from Poland running at England with the sharp end of a pair of nail clippers that were bright pink.
'Why the hell are those things pink?' England briefly thought and then sighed heavily when Poland ran towards him. He placed America gently down and then turned to the charging Poland who was doing a battle cry.
1. Delaware 17
2. Pennsylvania 17
3. New Jersey 17
4. Georgia 17
5. Connecticut 16
6. Massachusetts 16
7. Maryland 16
8. South Carolina 16
9. New Hampshire 16
10. Virginia 16
11. New York 16
12. North Carolina 16
13. Rhode Island 16
34. Kansas 15
49. Alaska 13
Decided to make it easy and have all thirteen original colonies being male. Also all of them being 5'5.