I was on my back when I woke up. When I opened my eyes, all I saw was pink. That's right. I had been with Poland last night. We were going to go on some absurd little search for some old tomato box. I tried to get up, but it felt like there was some sort of weight on my chest. In fact, there was. Poland was on top of me with his eyes closed. How in the world had he managed to crawl on top of me when I was asleep? I sighed. His white shoulder peeked out from the big collar of his shirt. We were both guys. Why would he want to put me in situations like this?

Poland's eyes snapped opened. Looks like he wasn't asleep after all. "Liet! You're finally awake! Look what I can do!" Poland sat up so I could see. I was shocked by what I saw. My shirt was all the way unbuttoned and pink spots covered my chest.

Poland's smile lit his face. "I made you like totally pink! It looks pretty good on you. I like discovered it this morning when I woke up and there was a pink spot on your neck. I was like, oh my god how awesome so I tried to figure out how to do it. Basically all I had to do was this!"

Before I could stop him, Poland brought his lips to my bare chest. My face was blushing as I realized what he was doing. What he had been doing while I was sleeping. Ah, it felt so…weird.

"P-Poland get off! Don't do that sort of thing to me!" I placed my hands on his shoulders and shoved him off.

"Ew, gross! What happened to your hand? Totally not cool," Poland said. He grabbed my bandaged hand. The blood had seeped though. I had almost forgot about the chopsticks.

"It's nothing. Don't worry about it." But it was to late. Poland began unwinding the wrapping. He threw it out and wrapped a new pink cloth around it.

"There that looks a whole lot better! No need to thank me!" He crawled out of the tent.

"How do you plan on asking Germany about this tomato box?" I asked as I started t take down the pink tent. Poland was spinning around uselessly in circles.

"I like going to go knock on his door and ask, duh!"

"I don't know if you forgot, Germany did partition you. Plus, as far as I know, which hasn't been very recent I admit, Prussia has been at Germany's house. Aren't you scared?"

Poland stopped spinning. "That's why I have you here. You're good with all that strategy stuff. Plus, I know you'll like totally protect me from the scary Germans."

I looked at Poland. Why did he put so much trust in me? The sun light of the morning radiated from his golden hair. The slight smile on his face engraved itself in my mind, rendering any objections useless.

I packed our bags onto the pony. "Well, let's get going then. I have a feeling this is going to be a long journey, so we better get started." Poland eagerly climbed on after

We stopped on a hill outside Germany's house.

"I think this would be a good place to stop. Germany isn't too keen on unexpected visitors so we'll have to be careful getting past his defenses." Below the hill was a dark forest. The forest was rumored to be full of dark and mysterious things. Tales from the forest were filled with grim. Maybe I was just being a bit paranoid.

Poland swung his leg over the pony and looked warily at the ground. "Liet, help me down!"

I rolled my eyes. It was only a pony for goodness sakes. He put his hands on my shoulders and grabbed him by the waist. He was surprisingly light for a guy. As soon as he got on the ground, Poland grabbed my hand and dragged me down the hill.

"Poland stop! We can't just go running in like that! Who knows what might be…"

"Ah!" Poland screamed. He tripped over a rope near the ground he fell and dragged me along with him. We fell for longer than we should have. Four walls of dirt surrounded us. Germany must have dug some pitfalls to trap intruders.

"Ouch! That like totally hurt!" Poland said rubbing his head.

"And that's why you don't charge head first into situations like this! I'll give you a boost out, then you find a way to pull me out, okay?"

I cupped my hands together and lifted Poland. He was barely able to reach the edge and pull himself out.

"You totally like don't have to worry. I'll be back before you know it!" Poland said, his head was peeped out from over the hole, then it disappeared.

I surveyed the walls of the whole. It was really well dug. I couldn't find any hand or foot holds to climb out.

A peal of thunder let out. Rain started to pour down, turning the walls and ground into mud. If there was any chance of escape, there sure wasn't any now. All I could hope for was that Poland would be back soon.

Poland was not back soon. I was beginning to think he forgot about me. What if he had seen something pink and shiny and got distracted. It wouldn't be the first time. Or what if a witch had got him? I couldn't let my thoughts do this to me. I was already soaked and cold; I didn't need to be scared witless. Just then I saw a dark hooded figure looking at me from above the hole. I couldn't tell who it was. It was too sinister to be Poland. I stated shivering. I needed to pull myself together. The tales of the forest were just myths, weren't they?

"Like get away from Liet right now!" I heard a voice cry. The figre turned his head to the sound of the voice. I would recognize it anywhere. The figure started to go toward Poland.

"Don't worry about me! Just get out of here Poland!" I said desperately. I needed to protect Poland, even if that meant sacrificing myself.

"There's like no way I'm leaving you here with that freak!" Poland replied. His voice was closer. Oh God, what were we going to do?