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Below is the last of the previous chapter:
Soon the countries were all in the lobby, Japan checking them out and Germany making sure everyone, especially Italy, hadn't forgotten anything. After their room was paid for with America's credit card they were on their way. They car pooled into two few cars, leaving the others in a car garage, Canada was driving one car and Germany the other. After a little spat over who was in each car, the eight hour drive to their location.
The eight-hour drive felt more like twenty. Fights kept breaking out between France and England, they had to stop repeatedly for bathroom breaks and snacks, and once Germany's car almost ran out of gas in the middle of a road. When the ride was over they pulled up to a large mansion that was clearly America's house. The building had clearly had a little renovation, the paint having been redone to keep the white color from fading and the roof had modern shingles on it, but even so it still was gorgeous. Large columns stood on the porch that had flowers all around and a swing on it. The door still had an old style knocker but there was a doorbell installed beside it as well. Tall windows could be seen on an upper floor, and a balcony that could only be assumed to be from America's room. Around the sides of the house the beginnings of a luxurious garden were visible, and little flowers made a line around from the front of the porch to the back of the house. A large American flag sat on the balcony and garage large enough to hold quite a few cars was able to be seen off to the right. After they all finished gawking at the home they unloaded their bags from the vehicle. As they began to get the bags Germany paused, "How will be get inside? Since he is now the size of a child we can't have him just open the door." there was a pause as people thought, then quietly Canada's voice popped up. "Uhm, I h-have a key." Everyone turned, a little shocked.
"What?" England asked, young America asleep in arms, "I thought he never noticed you..?" He shook his head. "He notices me more than any of you. And sometimes we have sleepover's. He has the key to my house as well." That seemed to shock all the nations. Before anymore comments could be made Canada grabbed his bag and went over, unlocking the door and going inside. The other nations scrambled to get their bags and follow in as well. The interior of the house was just as beautiful as the outside. There was a large fireplace with a mantle and a TV over it, a small collection of movies beside it and in front of the tv was a soft plush couch and a coffee table. The floor was wooden but a shoe mat was in front of the door and a rug under the couch and coffee table. On the wall opposite of the couch was the opening to a spotless kitchen that could be just seen from where they were in the doorway, and following along it was the beginning of the staircase into the upper floors. The wall adjacent to the door had either a painting or picture of somewhere in each state. Across from that was a wall bookshelf with a pair of arm chairs in front of it. A large crystal chandelier hung down from the ceiling, twinkling and free of a spot of dust.
The cleanliness of the place shocked them more than anything. They all had thought America's house would be covered in fast food wrappers and pop cans, more like a teenagers room than the clean house they just walked into. Everyone but Canada slowly started walking around in awe to look at the house. Canada got everyone's things and started taking them to the upstairs rooms, leaving them in front of individual doors before going to make sure Americas door was locked. After he did that he went back downstairs to check on everyone. They were milling around the living room and kitchen, all nations pretty well impressed by the state of the house. Canada went over to England, gently tapping his shoulder. The Brit turned to him, careful not to wake the young one in his arms. "Yes, lad?" "I have your luggage outside your room if you'd like to take him up there." Canada smiled. "I can show you the way." England nodded. "Thank you lad, do you have his up their as well or do I need to get it." "I already have it,' He smiled again, becoming a tad more solid in his visibility. 'It's just up these stairs and down a few doors.
England smiled back. "Alright then, show me the way." Canada gave a slight nod and started up, taking England straight to his room. England shifted America a tad bit to get some of their luggage when he got there. "Thank you again. We'll be in here until dinner." "Alright then." Canada helped move in the rest of it before shutting the door and heading down stairs. Once he was there the rest of the people had realized he actually had real food in his house and that food could actually be prepared. France had been nominated for meal making and he had already started the task, having a blast in the sleek kitchen. The rest of the nations were gathered at the sofa to discuss how to get America back to normal size. Canada sat at the end of the large couch, stuck beside Japan. Germany was leading the conversation. "I still am at a loss for how he turned back to being so small." There was a nod throughout them. "Da. I think it was England still." there was another nod. "But we still have to figure out how to put him back." Japan pointed out. Germany nodded. "Ja, I think the only way is for England to try some spell on him to reverse the age drop."
Although it was clear no one was quite comfortable with the idea of relying on England's magic (they had all been victims at some point), they all did seem to agree on it. "So what do we do now?" Italy asked from Germany's side. "The one country that looked like America said he was here often. We could ask him." Japan suggested. "Da, let's ask Canada." Russia smiled, looking over to him. "Well?" Canada flushed a little pink. "Uh-uhm, I could give you a tour and let you decide what you want to do…." "Vee~ Okay! That sounds fun!" Italy jumped up first excitedly. The other stood up as well, looking Canada expectantly. He stood up and started to the stairs. "Uh-uhm, r-right this way.". He took them up the stairs and showed them the hall with their rooms. "Y-your stuff is outside each room so you all have your o-own room. Want to go to them now?" He was practically crossing his fingers that they would so the tour would be over.
"Nein. We will finish the tour first." Canada sighed, just about casting the German a withering glare. "O-okay then. Let's go to the next floor. He led them up the stairs again. This floor had two plain doors. One near the stairs and the other across the hall. A wall was set almost beside the stairs. "Through those doors is a giant library with books you're free to read if you don't damage. You can find them in almost all languages. The door in front of us is America's room and across the hall is movies and games." No one was shocked about America's room being above the others or that he had a movie and game room, but a library was a different story. Especially one with different languages and the size of nearly the entire floor. Canada gave them no time to stand there and be shocked before continuing upwards.
"And this entire floor is a gym." They got a quick chance to look around it as Canada informed them the attic was off limits. There was a rack of towels and water bottles near the stairs and everywhere else had work out equipment. Mats to do stretches or yoga, big machines that were newer, the more old style weightlifting benches and bars that were made to hold different amounts of weight, punching bags, and what was presumably a shower room on the other side of the room. Mirrors covered one wall and a weight scale could be seen near another. "Okay, let's go outside." Canada started back down the stairs, not waiting to see if they followed. He led the way downstairs and through the kitchen to the backyard, stopping only long enough to tell France "Nous sommes avoir un visite de la maison." before going out the door. The others were awed again at the sight before them. A large luxurious garden was set before them with a stunning gazebo toward the center.
They looked around at the different plants. From the house to just past the gazebo was floral plants like roses and magnolias and orchid trees. Past that was a produce garden with almost every grown food you could think of, even a few trees toward the back for fresh fruit. Canada sighed, "Well, that's all of the tour. Just don't forget America's room, the basement, and the attic are off limits. Especially the basement. Tony keeps stuff down there." And with that, Canada slipped back inside. A conversation could be heard going on in French as Canada explained the house layout to France. "Well, I did not expect America to have such a nice home. Especially the library." Germany was the first to speak, and it let the other nations start thinking about what had shocked them as well. "Hai, I did not know America-san enjoyed reading so much. I will have to start getting him some Japanese books as well a games."
"I knew America liked playing chess and reading about that, but not that he enjoyed reading enough for a giant library." Russia mumbled, thinking about the size of the library. "America likes chess?" Germany looked to the looming Russian like the others, being shocked yet again by information they would never expect to be about America. "Da. He is very good at it. Me and him played very often in the cold war. I wonder if he has a board still. I'm going to go and try to find one. Proshchay." He waved slightly before disappearing back inside to search. Japan, Germany and Italy all looked at each other, about to disperse to find things to do when they hear a car pull in the driveway. They walk around the house after picking their way through some paths to see a tall man with dark hair and casual clothes on step out of the car. Germany was the first to approach the man. "Who are you?" The newcomer looked up.
"Im Doctor Vandershmant, I'm America's personal doctor. I'm assuming you're the other countries I was informed that would be joining him?" Germany paused. The man seemed legit. He would give him a chance. Worse come to shove they lock him in the basement with Tony. "Ja. I am Germany and this is Italy and Japan. Have you been informed of the predicament with America?" The doctor shook his head. "Very little. Only that I was needed and that some other countries would be joining him this time." Germany nodded, "Very well. After we inform France to make enough food for you as well I will start to fill you in on what's happened." "Alright." Vandershmant shrugged, "Just let me gather my supplies." The German nodded and went over to help him. Once everything was inside and France had been told of the doctor's arrival Germany sat down with him and started filling him in on everything that had happened.
Hey guys! Its Fluffnights here! I'm SO sorry about the wait on this update. As I stated in the comments, I can only update from a school issued laptop and we aren't allowed to keep them over summer (ugh). BUT- good news! I got it back early! YAY! I will be updating again soon! This story is almost over! *Sob* I should have it finished by the end of August since there are only one or two chapters left! (I know. It's so close to being over. I might cry). If you have any suggestions for the next fic please feel free to leave them in the comments. I have to come up with something so any idea's would be useful. And can I just say. Good lord. 25 comments and almost 40 follows. There's no way i had ever thought in my wildest imagination this story would EVER be that good. EVER. Thank you SO much for every comment, like, and follow. You have no idea how much it means to me when someone enjoys my story enough to go as far to do comment or follow it. It truly warms my heart. And quick note. Vandershmant is pronounced Van-der-shm-ant. Exactly how it looks. No hidden vowels or anything. And proshchay is how goodbye is pronounced in russian, and if I spoke french correctly Canada said "We are having a tour of the house". Please feel free to correct. Thank you so much everyone! Love, Fluffnights~