….God I'm Lazy…
So, I'm FINALLY adding another chapter to this after a few months…
Let's hope I can still write this right..
Cuba walked out of the room Venezuela was in and looked at it. Engraved on the handle it said "Library key".
Hm… I think there was a library on the first floor He thought to himself. He might as well look there first, since he had the key. If he remembered correctly, it was the room on the hallway before that kitchen.
Cuba put the key in his pocket and walked down the stairs. When he got down on the first floor, he made a left to that hallway. Making his way to the library door, he took the key out of his pocket and put it in the lock, opening the door.
As he got in the library, he shivered, feeling the cold atmosphere in the room. His eyes widened. There was the monster again!
The grey beast was walking around the room, when he disappeared again.
Shuddering, Cuba walked the rest of the way into the library, taking a look around.
The library looked pretty old, with its shelves of old dusty books. As he looked around, he made it to a table that was cluttered with all kinds of papers and books. But one thing was out of place in it.
"Is that… a taco?" Cuba asked himself, raising an eyebrow at the object.
Sure enough, it was a taco all wrapped up in tissue paper. Cuba didn't know why is was wrapped up, but shrugged. He might get hungry later, and that taco looked pretty damn good.
He picked up the taco and placed it in his bag.
As soon as he picked it up, he felt the cold presence again. He turned around to see…
"AH SHIT!" he screamed. There was the monster right there!
He quickly ran the other direction from the monster, trying to make it to the door.
Dammit, this monster's really fast, he thought, his heart pounding.
The monster was really close to him, and he realized he would have to fight the giant.
Turning around, he remembered he had Venezuela's sword. He quickly took it out of its scabbard and slashed at the monster, which caused it to recoil a little bit.
Feeling encouraged, he slashed again, praying a little bit that it would damage the monster enough to get away. He also took out his pocketknife and slashed with that as well.
The monster finally recoiled, jumping back.
Cuba ran as fast as he could to the door. He put his hand in his pocket to get out the key except-
The key wasn't there.
Mierda!, He thought. I must have dropped it when I was walking around!
Gathering up all his strength, he quickly ran back, looking around as fast as he could for the key.
Unfortunately for him, the monster had recovered from its wounds and was going around the room again!
Cuba then saw something shining on the ground. The key!
He quickly picked it up and bolted, all while the monster was gaining on him..
He got to the door, quickly unlocked the door and ran out, closing and locking the door behind him.
Panting heavily, Cuba was relieved that he didn't feel the cold presence again.
"W-What the hell is that thing…?" he said softly to himself. "I gotta find everyone else… Especially if that thing is going after everyone…"
Cuba took out the taco he had gotten earlier from the library. He was rather hungry…
He unfolded the tissue paper and took the taco out, before eating it. That certainly made him feel better. Plus he felt more energized.
Cuba remembered something. There was something shiny that the minster had dropped, but he was too busy looking for the other key to notice it. Cuba shuddered at the thought of maybe having to face that monster again, but something told him that shiny thing was important.
Bracing himself, he unlocked the library again, and was relieved that he didn't feel a cold presence like he did before. The Library looked relatively empty. As he walked around again, he saw the shiny thing on the floor.
On closer inspection, the shiny thing was actually a key. He picked it up and noticed it had "fourth floor key" engraved on it. He put it in his pocket, relieved to have found another key. He looked at the books on the shelf.
"heh, if I wasn't running for my damn life, I would probably see what it said" He said to himself. He looked around. There was no one here…
"Well… maybe just one.." he decided. He picked up one of them and leafed through it. He raised an eyebrow at a spell called "dismissal". Well THAT would come in handy later..
It even came with those weird sealing scrolls Japan had!
He decided that that would be a good thing to carry around. He couldn't just rely on his knife and his fists after all…
Cuba closed the book and put it back, deciding now would be a good time to stop screwing around and find everyone else already. And the make sure Venezuela hadn't pissed his pants yet.
Cuba chuckled to himself at that image. He walked over to the stairs and went up the second floor. He went up the other set of stairs to the third floor as well. He was getting frustrated. None of those doors opened either!
Breathing heavily, he decided to go up to the fourth floor. Might as well see what the new key opened, right?
HE climbed up the stairs, grumbling at the huge amount of said stairs and reminding himself that he needed to work out more when he got out of this damn house.
He got to a room and used the key, which actually unlocked the door.
As he went inside, he noticed how empty it looked. There was a closet, a big plushy chair, a desk with another chair, and a bookcase.
Shruggin, he decided to look around anyway. There might be something he needed.
As he finally got to the bookcase, he heard a "chu~" sound.
"…what the fuck?" he said to himself. It sounded like it was coming from behind the bookcase.
He used his strength to push the bookcase out of the way, revealing:
"…a mochi?" Cuba sweatdropped. He only knew what it was because Japan had showed everyone what one looked like. But, it was pretty cute…
Cuba would never admit his fondness for cute things. He just KNEW Venezuela would have a field day with that.
"..is it stuck?" he wondered to himself. Maybe he could get it out…
NOPE
It was stuck to the wall pretty good.
"Augh, dammit." He thought to himself. "But if the arrogant bastard helped me, I could probably get him out…" of course, he was talking about Venezuela.
"Maybe he'll come out of his panic room for this.. eh, I'll ask him" Cuba shrugged to himself
This seems like a good stopping point ^^
I'll try to update more often, I swear! D: