A/N: This chapter will be from Canada's view.
Canada stopped as he has decided to bandage the wound on his leg.
"Please wait for a little bit," Canada said to England and America as he searched through his bag for the bandages.
Without checking that they were waiting for him, he pulled out the bandages from his bag and rolled up his trouser leg. After wrapping his cut leg in bandages, he rolled his trouser leg back down and went to put the bandages back into his bag, but then noticed Kumajirou was also bleeding.
"Oh no, your paw is cut, Kumagoro," Canada said as he started unravelling the bandages again. "They must have got to you too. I'm sorry; I can't stop those things with my hockey stick."
Kumajirou stretched his paw out and Canada began treating his wound.
"There you go, Kumakiro," Canada says, placing the rest of the bandages back in his bag.
"Who are you?" the bear asked.
"I'm Canada," Canada replied with a sigh.
He looked around and saw that England and America went on without him.
"I asked them to wait," Canada said with worry and sadness in his voice. "We aren't supposed to split up, but they've left us. They forgot about me again."
"It's probably because you're so quiet," Kumajirou said, not sounding very comforting in their situation. "We should catch up with them if we just follow the path."
"Yeah, I guess you're right," Canada agreed as he began to walk.
They silently walked down the path. Canada's cut on his leg wasn't very painful, so it didn't affect how he walked. Canada was surprised and relieved that creatures weren't jumping out at them, but he was also worried that he wasn't catching up to England and America despite quickening his pace. Soon he came to a fork in the path. He tossed his head from side to side, looking down each path, unsure of where to go.
I know, I'll call America and explain I got left behind. Why didn't I think of that before?
Canada pulled out his phone, but as soon as he looked at the screen, he noticed there was no signal. It became clear that contacting each other in the realm would be impossible. This problem stretched further than just not being able to tell America and England that he had been separated from them; it also meant that once someone found the exit, they would have no way of telling the others. Canada decided to not panic and just focus on finding England and America.
There are two ways to go, but which way did they go? They wouldn't have split up; at least I don't think they would have, so they must have both gone down the same path. I have a 50/50 chance of choosing the same way as them, but which way would be right? Right? No that would be stupid to say that going right would be right just because they sound the same. Actually, maybe America had the same thought when he and England were deciding which way to go.
Canada took a deep breath to keep himself calm as he stepped to his right and began to walk. He continued to nervously look around his surroundings in fear that monsters would come out at him at any moment. After walking for ages, there was still no sight of America or England.
I chose the wrong path, didn't I? I should have caught up by now, but I can't see them or hear them. All I hear is the faint sound of the music box music, but it sounds creepier than before. At least I've not seen any more of those creatures.
The path was too creepily peaceful. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was going to jump out at him at any moment. He stopped to have another look around him to check that there really wasn't anything there.
It's okay; even if something does come, I'm sure I can fight alone if I have to.
Canada continued to walk until he reached a clearing at the end of the path. Neither America nor England were in sight. Canada let out a huge sigh of disappointment.
"I guess we have to go back," Kumajirou said.
"Wait," Canada said as he walked deeper into the room. "I think there is someone over there, and not like a monster or anything."
Canada walked closer to the figure lying on the ground. As he approached him, he saw that it was Prussia. He looked badly injured and was clearly covered in blood, but he was still alive. After all, countries can't be killed so easily. Beside him, the little yellow bird chirped desperately, as if he were calling out for help for his friend.
"Prussia!" Canada exclaimed as he rushed to Prussia's side and began to shake him. "Wake up, Prussia."
He must have been the one who played the music box earlier. He's not been here long, so how did he get beat up this badly already?
Prussia wasn't waking up at all. Canada decided it would be best to focus on treating Prussia's wounds. He pulled out the bandages from his bag and began wrapping them around Prussia's head which was no longer bleeding very much. He wrapped some more bandages around the large cut on Prussia's arm. Just as Canada finished applying the bandages, Prussia woke with a groan.
"Ugh," Prussia groaned as he began opening his eyes.
He was clearly in pain. His bruise covered body ached as he sat up and he felt a little dizzy. He could hear his bird chirping in his ear, sounding pleased that Prussia was finally up.
"Sorry to make you worry, Gilbird," Prussia said as he rubbed his eyes as if he had just woken from a nap. "I'm glad you weren't hurt."
When his eyes were fully open and he had woken up properly, he could see Canada sitting next to him, putting the spare bandages away.
"You're… Canada, right?" Prussia asked, making Canada jump out of surprise.
Canada nodded his head in reply to Prussia's question.
He remembers me? It's so nice to be noticed.
"Are you okay, Prussia?" Canada asked in his quiet voice. "I bandaged you up as best as I could."
"The awesome me can't be defeated so easily. I think I'm fine," Prussia boasted despite actually being defeated. "Thanks for patching me up."
"You hit your head, so please take it easy," Canada said, hoping that Prussia was really as fine as he claimed to be.
"Don't worry about me. Anyway, where are we?" Prussia asked, looking very confused as he glanced around his surroundings. "I remember going to America's house to look for West, but then I was attacked by some strange creatures."
"We're inside a music box," Canada replied.
"Oh yeah, there was a music box on the table," Prussia recalled. "Wait, what do you mean we're inside it? Are we like really tiny or something?"
"Not exactly. That music box pulled us in to this strange world," Canada explained. "Everyone is here, but we all split up. Germany went with Italy and Japan. I was with England and America, but I ended up left behind."
"They left you behind? That's not awesome at all!" Prussia exclaimed. "Well don't worry, we're together now, and I won't leave you behind."
Canada was happy that he wasn't alone, but was worried that neither he nor Prussia could protect themselves if they were attacked again. Meanwhile, Prussia appeared to be preoccupied with looking for something.
"Did you lose something?" Canada asked.
"My sword, it's not here," Prussia began to panic.
He tried to stand up so that he could search for it, but he started feeling dizzy again and his body ached so much that he found himself being supported by Canada.
"Don't push yourself too hard," Canada said as he helped Prussia to his feet. "I'll help you find it."
"Thanks," Prussia said as they started to look around.
"Is that your swords, Prussia?" Canada asked as he pointed to the sharp blade.
"Yes, that's it," Prussia said. He let go of Canada and started walking on his own towards the sword.
"Are you alright to walk on your own?" Canada followed Prussia. "You can lean on me again if you need to."
"Thanks, but I should be alright now," Prussia said confidently as he bent down and picked up his sword. "And now that I have my sword again, I can protect us from anything that tried to harm us."
"We should get a move on," Canada said. "The sooner we find the exit, the sooner we can get out of here."
"Yeah," Prussia agreed. "This place isn't- AAHHH."
Before Prussia could finish speaking, another goblin-like monster appeared and struck him in the back of his knees with a big stick, causing him to fall to the ground. Canada quickly hit the goblin over the head with his hockey stick, knocking the creature unconscious.
"Are you okay?" Canada asked as he helped Prussia up.
"Yeah, let's just get out of here," Prussia got to his feet. "Thanks."
"No problem," Canada replied; feeling pleased that he was helpful.
They walked down the path Canada had just come from, wary of their surroundings. Prussia was sick of surprise attacks and felt embarrassed about Canada seeing him so badly beaten up.
"How long have you and everyone else been here?" Prussia asked. "And where did my brother go?"
"Not long, I think, but it feels like ages," Canada replied. "And I'm not sure; I followed America and England before finding out which path he took."
"Well, we're going to look for him," Prussia said, determined to find his brother. "You're okay with that, right? It wouldn't be safe for you to wonder off looking for the others on your own."
"That's fine, it's safer if we go together," Canada let out a sigh. "England and America probably haven't even noticed that I'm not with them."
I did want to search for England and America, but oh well. At least Prussia seems to actually notice me.
"If we continue to head down the path I just came from, then we should end up where the others and I first got here. From there we'll have to guess which way Germany, Italy, and Japan went," Canada explained.
"Well that's a good start," Prussia smiled, feeling very confident about finding his brother. "With your knowledge and my awesomeness, we'll find them in no time."
As they continued to walk, the clanking sound could be heard again. Canada knew exactly what was coming, but knew there was no way he could fight them.
"Oh no," Canada spoke quietly. "Not again."
"Did you say something?" Prussia asked.
"Can you hear that noise?" Canada asked in reply.
"Yeah, I hear something," Prussia said as he listened out for the noise. "It's getting louder."
"There are these mechanical things coming. They are very dangerous and the only way we could defeat them was using England's magic, but then America used a piece of sharp metal he found and was able to slice them," Canada explained, sounding very worried about their situation. "I think it would be best if we ran away before they get to close."
I know Prussia has a sword, but he's badly injured. If a lot of those things come, then I'm not sure he'll be able to defeat them all.
"The awesome me doesn't run away from a fight!" Prussia exclaimed as he tightly gripped his sword. "I'll slice through every last one of them."
"Are you sure you're okay to fight? You injuries were pretty bad," Canada couldn't help but worry.
"I'm fine, you don't need to be concerned about me," Prussia said as he saw two of the creatures come into view.
Canada nodded his head, despite Prussia not looking at him.
I hope he can handle just two of them. If there were more then I'm sure he would struggle. I wish I could fight; I feel bad about just standing out of the way and letting everyone else do everything. I guess need a new weapon too.
Prussia charged into the fight not realising how tough beating them would be. As he slashed at them, he was only leaving small dents. After attacking a few more times, he was able to cut into them deeper. After breaking the mechanism in both of them, leaving them as scrap metal, he returned to Canada's side.
"I told you I could do it, I'm so awesome. Kesesesese," Prussia laughed.
"Prussia, your arm is bleeding again," Canada said as he watched the bandages turn red with blood.
"It's nothing to worry about," Prussia said as he covered the bandaged cut with his hand to hide it.
"The bandages are getting soaked in blood, let me change them," Canada said as he pulled out some clean bandages.
Prussia allowed him to change the bandages; he appeared to be running out after using so many already. They then continued their journey down the path Canada came from in hopes of eventually meeting up with Germany, Italy, and Japan.