Ch05
WARNING: Severe feels chapter! And if you haven't heard the fifth seasons credit song "Mawaru Chikyuu Rondo" Then be prepared to see it referenced in here and in many other parts in this fic! But the feels though, Eh?
Weeks after Shojen was taken in by the sisters, His leg got better and the girls tried to let him free. They figured that if there was one turtle that was hurt, there would probably be more that would need their help so they could keep the turtle stuff. "Shojen! We know you want to be free so just leave!" No matter how many times Leanne yelled sadly at the turtle, he never left the container. Every time Hoffnungen would pick him up and put him in the water where they found him, he would always crawl back.
"Shojen! Just leave! Be free!" Yells the other sister as she wipes her eyes. "Why wont you go?"
Hungary steps outside, hearing all the yelling that was going on. "Is everything okay, girls?"
Hoffnungen points at the turtle that has managed to crawl back into its box. "Why wont he go back home?"
Hungary smile and hugs the crying sisters, still not knowing that they are sisters. "Maybe you took such good care of him that he wants you to be his new family!"
Leanne looks up at her. "Really?"
Hungary looks around the river. "And it looks like his family left him behind..."
Hoffnungen picks up Shojen and puts him in the box. "You're home, Shojen"
After a long day of feeding and playing with the turtle, they lay down and sleep, Leanne sneaks into Hoffnungen's room and snores. "Sisters..."
The brunette closes her eyes to sleep. She finds herself in a land of sadness. She looked up and saw herself crying in front of the fireplace grown up, wearing Leanne's clothes. Why was she wearing Leanne's stuff? Why was she crying? She closes her eyes and rubs them and sees a different scenario. A gravestone? Why is that there. She walks up to it to read the name. "Shojen?" Then she looks behind herself where another one was, only this one was snapped in half. She leaned forward to read it and turned to look away, seeing that that was where her sister was resting. "No... Not Leanne..."
She stood up and ran away from where she was. She wiped her eyes to clear them of the tears that over flowed them. She fit a wall and collapsed. "What happened... Why is she gone?" She stood back up to the sound of a gun clicking. "Hoffnungen? Why are you here? Are you trying to spy on me?"
She flew her hands in the air and turned to face him. "Why would I spy on you when I live with you?"
Austria was wearing an army uniform. "What are you talking about you traitor?"
Hoffnungen flew her foot around and kicked the gun pointed to her to the ground. "This isn't like you Austria!"
Austria didn't listen. " This is what I've been for years... Ever since you left..."
She didn't know what to think. Was this some sort of future she had in front of her that she didn't like? Maybe it was just her imagination. She looked a little past Austria to see something green flying around. She ran towards it from where the grave was but had vanished, but the closer she got, the higher it flew. She put her hand above her eyes to protect them from the sun that came from the endless white around her. Suddenly something hits her head and she looks down to the ground. She picks up a tiny music player and turns on the first song. It seemed to be some song in Japanese, but sang by some one who sung like an angel. When the song was over, Hoffnungen closed her eyes with tears starting to come out again. Then the music player starts vibrating gently as a voice rang through it once more, but not singing.
"Hoffy? Don't cry! It'll be alright... I'm just fine... Ill be okay... Just promise me to sing the song I just sang when your time comes... Can you do that for your sister?"
Hoffnungen's eyes became so blurry. She couldn't see straight. She nodded her head slowly.
"Y-Yes Leanne... I will..."
She puts the player down back on the ground. She hears something fly right above her, but everything fades into a soft black before she can see what the green thing was. But only one thing lands on her nose. "A green feather?"
As she wakes up, she feels like she would throw up any second. Her head felt hot and and her hands were sweating. Leanne was above her shaking her awake. "H-Hoffy! You have a fever!"
Hungary and Austria burst through the door. Hungary feels her head. "That's one high fever. You stay in bed today, Okay darling?"
Hoffnungen nodded. "Y-Yeah... Maybe I should..."
A few hours after that, Leanne had come inside to find her sister a sleep. She sat next to her and looked at her. "Isn't your face so cute when you're asleep?"
Leanne reaches to lightly touch her cheek, when Hoffnungen jumps up screaming. "No! Leanne!"
Leanne's face surprises and she pets the top of her head to try to calm her down. "Calm down, calm down... It was a nightmare... What was it about?"
Hoffnungen's face turns red in embarrassment, and starts looking mad. "I wasn't scared! B-But I had a dream that you were dead... And Shojen... And me and Austria were enemies... I had the same one before I woke up earlier too..."
Blondie looks at her with a serious expression laying on her face. "Me and Shojen will one day be no more... But you will live on... Just learn to except that regular people dont live as long as you, and it happens to all of them one day..." She held Hoffnungen's head into a strong and tight, yet comforting embrace. "You have to stay strong and remember who and what you live for... How about we make a promise to each other?"
Hoffnungen's head tilts slightly to the side, signaling that she is confused. "A promise aboot what?"
Leanne holds on the Unoffensive hands and looks deeply into her eyes. "When I die, I want you to sing my favorite song, and as close as when your countries end as well... I want you to sing Mawaru Chikyuu Rondo for me, Okay?"
Hoffnungen's eyes widen. The song in her dreams. How was it real? How can she know this is the song since she has never heard it? Luckily, she was a play it by ear kind of person. "C-Can you sing it for me so I know how to sing it?"
Leanne nods and starts singing. From the very first note to the very last, she truly had the voice of an angel.