England grabs his coat and opens the door. He steps out and almost trips on a box. "What the?" Oh! It's his new computer! He wasn't expecting it so early! He pushes the box inside his house and closes the door. He should learn what frog face has about the game then use his computer.
He arrives at the bar to find that France is already waiting. Sighing he sits next to him.
"It's about time you showed up 'gentleman'" France says mockingly.
"I AM a gentleman, now tell me this thing you know about the game." England scoffs.
"How about we drink a little first?" He nudges some alcohol towards England who looks down at it.
"Why do you want me to drink anyways?" England asks as he picks up the glass but doesn't drink any. France shrugs.
"I felt like drinking so I thought you should too" France drinks some of his own alcohol. Mumbling England sips some, he wasn't really in the mood for drinking but it was on the house.
"So what is it about the game?" France nudges more alcohol towards him. He hesitantly takes some.
"Well you know how I got little Italy into the game?" England looks a little confused at the alcohol, he finishes the one he had and plays with the one France nudged at him.
"What about that?"
"You see… I can't find him"
"Find Italy?" England hesitantly drinks more.
"Yes" France nudges more to him.
"Uh… how so?" England stares at the glass.
"Well I left, came back and now he is gone!"
"Hmm doesn't he live with his brother?"
"Yes"
"Did he join the game too?"
"Kind of"
"Kind of?"
"Well he is alive but he isn't…. himself"
"You need to explain more"
"Drink your beverage"
"Huh?"
"Drink it"
"I will drink when I want to, now explain"
"I will explain when you drink what I paid for"
"What the bloody hell is wrong with you?" England drinks some. "There now explain"
"Drink all of it"
"Why the hell?..." He finishes it and France nods, satisfied.
"You see he is like a ghost"
"Ghost?"
"That doesn't matter now, what do I do with little Italy?"
"Uh…. Well are you sure you checked everywhere for him?"
"Yes! And his brother won't talk to me!"
"I don't blame him"
"Hey!"
"Maybe he finally learned a new way to retreat"
"This is no time for jokes!"
"Fine fine, why won't his brother talk to you?"
"Well he was talking to me but he was just yelling at me"
"Yelling at you? Why?"
"He was saying that I should have helped them"
"Helped them with what?"
"Then he said 'I am the only Italy now'"
England chokes on the drink he received. "Does he mean Italy died?!"
"He stopped talking to me after that"
"W-well he can't be dead! I mean that guy can be an idiot but…. Dead?" England looks down shocked and upset.
"I don't know what to do!"
"How the hell could you be gone for so long to the point where Italy disappears and is possibly dead?!" England slams on the table and stands up glaring at France.
"I wasn't gone for that long! I heard a crash outside my house!"
"That's no excuse! You killed him!"
"Shh shhh!" France stands up to calm him down, they were making a scene in the bar.
"I will not Shush! You killed Italy you frog! Sure I didn't get along with him but I don't think you had to KILL HIM!" France covers Englands mouth and sits him back down.
"Shhhhhh! I think you have had enough alcohol!" England slaps his hands away.
"I am not drunk! I just actually care for the kid you killed! YOU IRRESPONSIBLE FROG!" Everyone in the bar is staring at them now.
"Please calm down!" France tries to cover his mouth again but he slaps them again.
"I WILL NOT YOU MURDERER!" France was not expecting him to act this way. He grabs Englands arm and puts it behind his back and covers his mouth. He turns to look at everyone. "Sorry monsieur has had too much to drink" He pushes England outside the bar where he lets go. England slaps him across the face and stumbles back. France rubs his cheek.
"Don't do that again you bastard!"
"Im taking you home you're drunk" France steps forward but England steps back.
"For the last time IM NOT DRUNK! I don't want to walk home with you so stay away." England turns and walks away towards his house.
"Wait!" France runs after him "please don't tell anyone he is missing I promise I will find him!"
"Like hell you will!" England walks faster but France grabs his arm and spins him around.
"I will find him! You think I don't care?!" France stares into his eyes hoping he believes him.
"If you cared you wouldn't have lost him to begin with" England says quietly and yanks his arm away from France. He turns around and walks away. France stands there alone. He shouldn't have told him…. he turns around and walks back to his home hoping Italy had been playing hide and seek with Romano and had taken it too far.