Himayura Hidekaz owns Hetalia.

Warning- May contain some racial slurs or "speaking the lord(s) name in vain." I don't mean to offend ANYONE!

"I wonder when it stopped being fun for me? Five. Fucking. Seconds. From. Now!"

Anyone who knows where that's from will get... I dunno. A "Good job!" or something.

"They. Were. Right. My shit is white!"

"I use my ass."~ From something else.

I just realized that I spelled "Je t'aime" wrong... Woops~!

APHAPHAPH

"Sadiq, one of the ships are here, but..."

"But..?"

"They're requesting a wooden box that is big enough to fit a teenaged boy, because um... All but one of the slaves died from the plague. That one slave is sick with it, though."

Turkey looked up at the man with one of his eyebrows(1) raised. "Huh? The... Plague? As in, "the black death?" As in, the thing the people of England said that they got rid of years ago? That plague?"

"Yes, sir..."

Turkey sighed frustratingly. "Okay, um... Get the Portaguese man out of prison, send the guards up permanately, and place the... Who is he or she from?"

"I think it's a "he," sir, from Iceland. Also, I think your slave from England is with them, as well. I think he's the one who requested the boy to be seperated from the other slaves. I think that's what the captain of that ship said."

Turkey nodded. He wasn't really sure what else to do but nod at that. "Send a wooden crate to that ship immediately, then. Make sure the kid has a mask on still, and send the box back here. Lock the kid up in the prison that the Portaguese man is in, and hire some people who can make a more suitable isolated "prison." We should also hire a plague doctor, while we're at it."

"And the English slave?"

"Keep him comfortable, but have him wear a mask over his mouth. Make sure he doesn't leave the ship until the crate leaves with the boy inside of it and is inside of the prison. I will go get the English man once the Icelandic boy is in the prison."

The man nodded. "Yes, sir." He quickly left the palace to follow his orders.

"I should probably get all of my slaves' faces covered, as well..." Turkey thought to himself. He stood up and left his home to get enough masks for every person he owns who is in the house.

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"You have stay here until Sadiq here." Leo tried explaining to England, who nodded.

"What about the Icelandic man?" He asked.

"He being moved in box now..."

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A few pirates loaded the crate inside of the ship and in front of the door to the room Iceland was in. One of them knocked on the door.

"We're going to open this door. You are going to be loaded into a crate. We're coming in..." He opened the door and they dragged Iceland out of the room and into the crate. "This is so you won't get people sick by being opened into the air." He told Iceland, as though the other man could understand him. Iceland hugged himself in an attempt to keep himself warm.

aphapI'm sorry about all of the scene/time skippinghaph

"Gather everyone who is in this place most times of the day." Turkey ordered to a few of his servants. They all nodded and left. He was carrying a gloved hand full of hankerchiefs. They first found and dragged Romano, Spain, France and Italy, sitting together. A few servants walked inside of the large room, as well. Soon, the room was starting to get cramped with people.

"Take one of these..." He held the silk cloths up before setting them down on a side table. "...And wrap it around your mouth. After that, continue working." Everyone besides his nations nodded and obeyed. Soon the room was only filled with nations, and cats. "E'ryone, grab a cloth an' tie it around yer mouth..."

"What? Why?" Romano snapped. "Do you honestly expect us to gag ourselves?"

"No, no..." Turkey sighed. "Iceland's here righ' now, but he's bein' isolated. He um... He has the plague..." There was a short pause, before everyone started yelling all at once. Turkey couldn't understand a thing they were saying. "Shuddup! Ya' will all be okay! England was on that ship the entire time, and he's feelin' jus' fine! They isolated him from everyone as far as I know, an' he was wearing a mask as soon as they found the plague spreadin' ta' all 'the slaves on the ship!"

"So, is that why I was dragged up here, into the bath area and dressed in new clothes? So you could use the cell to hold Iceland in?" Portagul asked.

"Yes, though I hired some people ta' make a more enclosed room so we could simply slide the food through a slot... I'm sorry, but, wha's yer human name again?"

Portagul sighed. "It's Javier Damaco."

"Righ'. So then, if ya' wanna get the plague, speak now so I can lock ya' in a room. Otherwise, grab one of the hankerchi'fs and use it as a mask fer yer mouth, an' Greece?"

Greece slowly turned his head to face Turkey. "What?"

"Try an' keep yer cats outside. I don' need'em draggin' diseased rats in here."(2)

"I'll try..." He said while yawning.

Soon, everyone was wearing something on their face, and Turkey was finally leaving to get England. 'I should try and convince my boss to make it a requirement for all people to wear masks for the time being...' He thought to himself on his way over to the ship. 'I should probably hire more than one plague doctor while I'm at it, so everyone can be checked without wasting too much time.'

England was sitting on the captain's bed before he was finally grabbed and led out, off of the ship. He kept his eyes averted downwards so he was staring at the ground the entire time, until he felt a gloved hand tilt his head up so he was forced to look at Turkey.

"He looks like my slave, but... Arthur."

England's eyes widen in alert. "Y-Yes, Sadiq?"

Turkey raised an eyebrow at the reply. "Um... Get on yer hand and knees..." England nodded and he obeyed the order. Turkey couldn't help but chuckle. "Okay, what did you guys do to my slave? It's not like I don't having an obediant slave, but you can't honestly think that I'll believe that that's..." He pointed to England. "My slave, Arthur." England's eyes widen. "Where is he?"

"S-Sadiq, I..." England bowed his head down to hide the tears falling down his face. "I-I am Arthur Kirkland..."

Turkey looked down at England in amazement. "Ya' understood me?"

"Leo has been teaching me... Actually, we've been teaching eachother our own language."

"Huh..." He looked up at the pirates. "Get Leo out here."

"Yes, sir!" The groupe of pirates said before leaving.

"Stand up, Arthur." Turkey demanded without even looking at him. England nodded before standing up with his head still bowed. "Who's clothes are those?"

"They're Leo's clothes... S-Sir."

"Ya' may call me "Sadiq." England nodded again.

"Um... I request that I never go on that ship with that crew ever again..."

Turkey dug his fingers in England's hair. "I und'rstand." He could see Leo walking down the ramp.

"You wanted to see me, sir?"

"Yes..." Turkey dug through his clothes to grab a small bag. "Arthur, give this ta' Leo, please." England nodded and grabbed the bag so he could hand it to Leo. "G'boy."

Leo checked what was in the bag. He found that it was full of coins. He looked up at Turkey. "Sir?"

"You've been working so hard to keep these pirates well fed. Without you, they would probably be malnourished. On top of that, you taught my slave some Turkish. Take that money and go treat yourself to whatever you want to eat. You may use any extra for whatever you want."

Leo couldn't help the giant smile slowly growing on his face. "Th-Thank you, sir! Thank you very much!" He practically skipped off of the ship in happiness.

Turkey took England by the wrist. "We should be goin', as well. Get on my horse."

"O-Okay, si-ah... I mean, Sadiq..." England got on Turkey's horse's back with little effort. Turkey climbed up behind him. "Hold on ta' the saddle." England held onto the end of the saddle with all of his strength that can be put into a couple of hands when they started moving.

"I haff' ta' make a couple stops be'fer we get home, okay?"

"Okay." England wasn't sure of what else he could say to his master...

APHAPHAPH

(1) In case you haven't noticed yet, Turkey's eyebrows are on his mask... Or uh... Something...

(2) They used to strongly believe that rats were the ones who carried the plague, but it was actually the fleas that were on rats.

Besides, how can something so cute and sweet carry a deadly disease~? Besidesrabies*COUGH*

WALK FOR THE CURE TO CURE RABIES...

BUT THEN STOP AT A GARAGE SALE TO BUY SOME SHTUFFS! THE MONEY WILL GO TO A DISEASE THAT ALREADY HAS A VACCINE!

BBC's/NBC'sTheOfficereference/*shot*

I've been yelling at that show a lot, lately...