Italy was lying unconscious in Germany's lap.
France was rocking Sourcils back and forth.
Austria was sitting with Switzerland in his arms.
Liechtenstein was next to France, watching him and Sourcils.
The whole room was silent except for the occasional shushing sound from France.
"Does anyone have any idea how to get out of here?" Switzerland asked suddenly. "Because I don't know about you, but I do not want to become one with Russia."
Everyone looked up and thought.
"Well we can't go anywhere with Germany still tied up," France supplied.
"Ja. And I don't zhink I'll be able to carry Italy vhile I'm like zhis," Germany added.
"Shouldn't he vake up soon?"
"I don't know Liechtenstein." Germany looked at the man. "He's been asleep for a long time and he doesn't look good."
Italy was beaten bloody but he was nowhere near as bad as Switzerland.
"I can't carry Vash either," Austria said. "And zhere's no way he can valk vhile he's so hurt."
"We're going to have to fight our way out of here, but if we're dragging two bodies, a baby, and a little girl, zere's no way we'll be able to make it out."
"It would mostly likely be zhree bodies because I've been stuck sitting for a while," Germany said slowly.
"And vhat about England?"
France froze.
He very nearly dropped Sourcils but he noticed and tightened his grip around the boy.
"Zat's right. Russia wants to kill mon Angleterre. We have to get out here before he can do zat."
The room was silent for a while.
"I zhink I can help," Liechtenstein said quietly.
The group turned to look at her.
She smiled sheepishly and pulled a small medical kit out.
Everyone stared at her.
"Vhere vere you keeping zhat?" Austria demanded.
"I've been carrying it around in case ve found big bruder hurt."
She walked over to Switzerland and started to treat his wounds.
"I vish ve had some vater," she whispered sadly.
"I can get you some."
They looked at Germany.
He took a deep breath and slammed his foot into the ground.
The loud sound made the guards run to the room.
"What was that?" they demanded.
Liechtenstein quickly hid the kit behind her though the guards probably couldn't see it in the dim light.
"Dummkopfs! We need food and vater! Do you vant us to die?"
The guards laughed.
"You can't die because of a lack of food and water! You're countries!"
"Ve still need food to eat and vater to drink!"
The guards stopped laughing and looked serious.
"Fine. Ve'll get you food and vater."
"Ve also need a bowl of vater and a sponge."
They looked at Germany suspiciously.
"Vhy?"
"Ve can also die from too much pain and sickness. If ve don't take care of our injuries, ve von't be any use to Russia."
"We also need some diapers, wipes, and baby food," France added.
The guards ignored him.
"Is there anyzing else you require, Sér?" one asked Germany with a mock bow.
"Release?"
The guards glared.
"Zat's not an option."
"Vell ve still need zhe ozher zhings so if you could get us zhose?"
"Ve'll be back soon," the guards said as a way of an answer and left.
"How did you do zhat?" Austria asked.
"I've been a prisoner before. I know how to get vhat I need."
Austria didn't say anything to that.
The group waited for the guards to return with the supplies in silence.
Liechtenstein had stopped wrapping her brother's wounds while she waited for the water.
The door opened slightly and a box was pushed inside.
France handed Sourcils to Liechtenstein and went to look.
"Zere's a lot of food," he said in surprise. "And it's not bad food eizer."
He pulled the containers out and set them down.
The water was at the bottom but it had a lid so everything could be set on top of it.
France distributed the food evenly and took Sourcils back from Liechtenstein.
He sat down and started to feed his son.
Liechtenstein didn't eat her food right away.
Instead she took the large bowl of water and the sponge and started cleaning the blood off of Switzerland.
When she finished, she wrapped a clean white bandage around him.
She stood up and took the bowl and the kit to Germany's side.
"Zhank you," he whispered.
Liechtenstein nodded and started to take care of Italy.
Austria pulled Switzerland into his arms again and kissed his cheek gently.
Switzerland sighed happily and leaned against him.
France put the last spoonful of baby food in Sourcils's mouth and sat back.
Sourcils's eyes slowly closed and he fell asleep.
France smiled slightly at him.
"At least you can relax in a place like this."
He rested his head against the wall and thought about Arthur.
"What are zhey going to do to you?" he murmured.
Liechtenstein tucked the end of the bandage in.
"You need to keep moving your legs so you can still use them," she instructed Germany.
Germany nodded and Liechtenstein pulled Italy onto her lap instead so he could exercise his feet.
"Are you hurt at all France?" she asked.
"I'm fine." He looked down at the boy sleeping in his arms. "I just want to get him out of here and away from any danger. I want to get back to Angleterre and keep him safe. I want to see my Peureux again and make sure he's alright." He sighed. "I just want my family back."
No one said anything.
Roderich clutched Vash tighter and felt the man do the same.
Ludwig stared at Feliciano and was thankful he didn't have to wonder what was happening to him.
Lili glanced at her brother and smiled slightly.
Everyone but Francis had their whole family with them, but all he had was his one son.
Francis felt a tear slip out of his eye.
He didn't care and let more fall silently.
At least he knew that Peureux was going to be ignored and treated until he was healthy again.
Suddenly his lungs went cold.
What would happen if Arthur died?
Russia wasn't about to let him go any time soon so if Arthur died, Peureux wouldn't have any parents left and he would be taken to an orphanage.
'I need to get out of here before anything happens to Arthur!' he thought desperately.
AN:Back to the main character! (minus Arthur and Peureux)
Yeah but guards are easy to push around if you're an angry German. XD
Will they get out? What will happen to Arthur?
See ya soon!