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Below is the last of the last chapter:
"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.
The doctor looked beyond shocked by the time Germany had finished retelling everything that had happened in the past few days. "W-well, let's go and see how bad the damage is then, shall we?" He murmured and got up, grabbing a bag of medical supplies and allowing Germany to lead the way. Germany led the black haired man up to the room where England and America could be heard, mostly because of America giggling about something England had said. Vandershmant stepped forward and knocked on the door. England simply called "Come in!" instead of opening the door. He stepped inside as Germany went downstairs. America and England were sitting together and having a tea party while eating some burnt stone looking objects. "Hello, I am doctor Vandershmant. I've come to check out Alfred?" England nodded. "Ah, yes. Alfred, the doctor i told you about to make sure you were all okay is here. He's gonna check you out okay?"
America nodded. "Alright big bwother!", and smiled. He sat down his tea and…. Rock before holding out a hand for the doctor to shake. "Hello!" Vandershmant smiled. "Hi there. I see you've got a pretty big boo boo on your back. Mind turning around for me?" America shook his head and did so. Vandershman nealt down to look at the stick through the hole cut for it. It hadn't been that bad at first but after going so long untreated it had started getting infected. The skin around it was puffing up and red. He started getting gloves on so he could pull it out. "Alright. Can you lay on that bed for me." America nodded before clambering up onto it and laying on his stomach. "You're going to feel a little pinch, but just hold still." The boy nodded again, getting a little nervous and reaching out to grab England's hand. The brit took it, talking to America to keep his mind off of what was happening. Vandershmant cleaned the area with alcohol and got a little anesthetic out of his bag and gave America a few little spots of it despite the whimpering. After that he got a small scalpel and made a tiny incision on four sides so he could pull the stick out easily.
After it was out he squeezed the area, getting out some puss till it was just blood left. Once he reached that he cleaned the wound again with alcohol and sewed it back up, putting a bandaid over the spot. "I'll be here for a few days so I can make sure that that heals up alright, okay?" The little boy peered over his shoulder. "You're already done?" Vandershmant nodded, "Yup! Want me to check any other boo boo's?" After a moment of thinking America shook his head. "No thank you! But thank for for fixing me up!" Vandershmant smiled. "It's not a problem. I'll head back down stairs now. I guess someone will come get you when dinner's ready?" England nodded, "Yes, dont worry about it chap. Germany or someone will tell us. Thank you." Vandershmant nodded back and slipped downstairs where there was just the sound of France in the kitchen. He sat down on the couch and turned on the tv to wait.
A little over a half hour later dinner was done and everyone was called down to eat. They all sat at a table in the kitchen with food all across the table available to them. It was a touch awkward at first but after America's squeal at the sight of food and scrambling to get some on his plate, everyone got much more comfortable and started stacking their plates. They ate in silence for a bit, the only sound was scraping plates and chewing. After a while Germany finally spoke up. "So, England, do you have any idea on how you plan to fix the problem?" England looked up from helping America cut the roast beef. "The only thing I can think of is to travel home and gather my magic books to try and find a solution and maybe a cause." "For what big browther? Can I help?" America looked up to England. The other nations still weren't used to the younger calling England Big Brother. The America they new would rather eat an eagle than do that.
"Sorry poppet. You can't help me for this." England sighed. America visibly deflated. "Oh… alright then bwothew…." "... but it would really really help if you could be a super good boy and listen to france and the others when I go back home." America brightened again at the beginning of the sentence but the happiness faded away again by the end of it. "Y-you have to go back home?" England nodded. "But I'll be back soon. I promise." America didn't look convinced but didn't say anything else, just half heartedly picking at his food. "When are you leaving?" England paused and thought for a moment. "Tomorrow. But I'll be back before you know it." He promised again. It was quite obvious that America had every doubt about the sentence, something that he had clearly been told before. England sighed and finished cutting the food for him before returning to his food. Dinner slowly started to pick back up and before long the meal was over.
"Now, the last dishes for tonight." France smiled and got up before they could leave, going to the fridge and opening it up before pulling out two marvelous cakes and setting them center table. "Voila! Le gâteaux chocolat~" He smiled, getting a cutting utensil for each and setting it by them. Everyone got a piece, America obviously the most excited. Within moments the two cakes were gone. And it was time to clear the table. Germany stood up, "Since France cooked, he will be free of cleaning duty. England, Italy, and I will clean up after today's meal. The rest of you may do as you please." The others got up and shuffled out of the kitchen, leaving the three mentioned and America there. After a moment America got up too. "I'm gonna go with Uncle Fwance for now, bye Brothew!" He waved and ran to the living room as well, not looking back. The second he was in there he looked for France.
Said Frenchman was sitting in a seat by the bookshelf, admiring the collection that was barely comparable to that upstairs. "Hi Fwance!" he smiled and ran over. Not even waiting to clamber into his lap. "Ah! Salut mon petit ami!" France laughed, running a hand through the young ones hair. America grinned big. "Browther England said you gotta watch over me when he's gone back gone tomorrow. Is that true?" France nodded. "Okay! We can have fun! Even if there won't be scones…" France smiiled at him. "Big Brother France will make you scones." America paused then looked over joyed. "Thank you Fwance!" He laughed, "De rien, mon garçon.". America paused for a moment to think about what he had said before smiling bigger. "Can you tell me a story?" "Of course!" The older blonde smiled back. "What would you like to hear about?" "The pwince saving a pwincess!" "Alright." France got a bit more comfortable and started twisting a tale out of thin air, the prince surprisingly familiar with his light tan, wheat blonde hair, sky blue eyes, and one little tuft of hair that stands as tall as the plant its color is named after.
Not too long later the others exited the kitchen, all the cleaning done. England didn't bother France and America, Not with the way America was clinging to France's every word. Instead he went over and sat down with the others to listen to a news report on a local case of burglary and robbery. They all mostly stayed there, the only ones leaving was Russia to go to the library, Japan to the game room, and Canada off somewhere. A little longer and the TV was changed into something more cheerful at Italy's request. As England tuned out France's voice and the obnoxious blare of the TV he started thinking about possibilities for why this happened and which spellbooks he would need to fix it. He started making a lists for both in his head, as well as things he might want to grab just for little America. As he kept thinking he didn't realize how much time was passing. Before long it getting too late for the youngest nation to be Awake. He shook himself from his thoughts and stood.
"Alright America, bedtime." He got up and went over to the two. Now the story was over and America was playing with France's hair while France tried to make sure there were no huge tangles being formed. England smiled, "Come on. If you don't get on to bed you'll never wake up tomorrow morning." America pouted a little as he let go of the braid he had been trying to make in France's hair. "Do I have to go wight now?" "Yes poppet." England picked the little boy up. America hugged him. "Alright then… Can I finish it tomorrow Uncle Fwance?" France nodded. "Of course, lapin." America smiled. "Okay! Night night." "Bonne nuit." The little boy was carried off to the stairs, waving behind England's back to France. France chuckled and waved back as he disappeared to the next floor. America stopped waving once France was out of sight. "Hey England? Whewes Mattie?" England glanced at him. "Who?"
"Mattie! My bwother who used to live with Fwance! He look like me and carries around kumajiro?" After a moment of thinking England realized who he was talking about. "Er- He's gone on an adventure with Kumjiro!" America gasped, amazed for a second then pouting. "That liaw! He pwomised we'd go togethew!" England sighed. "Well, he'll be back to tell you all about it eventually and you can talk to him about it then. For now bedtime." He took America into their bedroom and opened America's suitcase, pulling out a pair of hero pajamas and getting him changed into them with little difficulty. He tucked the boy in with a kiss on his forehead before dimming the lights and going to the desk in the room. "Go on to sleep, okay? I'm going to read." America nodded, snuggling up as England pulled a book from his suitcase. He waited till America was asleep to get his laptop out and book his flight. After that he went on to bed himself, only getting out clothes for the next day and pajamas.
The next day
Sunlight shone in through the curtains brightly the next morning, a ray of sunlight slashing across England's eyes and waking him. He slowly sat up and stretched, gently getting out of bed and dressing. He made sure everything was packed before leaving with the curtains pulled a big tighter to be closed. The sound of someone cooking was barely audible. Downstairs in the kitchen Canada was already busy making mountains of pancakes. Even then there was enough pancakes it seemed dubitable that adult America could eat them all, and there was another bowl of batter to go through. The only other thing cooking in was bacon (American bacon. Canadian bacon wasn't anywhere in the fridge). England peeked in, at first thinking that all this food was making itself then he realized Canada was the one making it all and he sighed in relief. "Hello lad. How are you this morning?" Canada nodded half-mindedly, to focused on pancakes. "I'm good. And you?" "Good. Im going to go watch the tellie and leave you to this." England slowly began to back out. "In fifteen minutes gather everyone for breakfast, alright?" "Alright." England gave him one more nod before slipping out and turning the news on again.
Fifteen minutes later he got up, slipping upstairs to wake everyone up. Three people were still in their beds, the ones who were not being Russia, Germany, And France. France had already gotten to the bathroom to get cleaned up and freshen for the day, but England had no idea where the other two were. After getting the three who were still in bed up he went back downstairs with a half asleep America in his arms. "Erm, Cana-Colombia? I don't know where Russia or Germany are but the others should be down shortly." Canada nodded, giving him a strange glance. England made sure America was too tired to hear him before whispering. "I told him you were exploring so he wouldn't be confused at to why you're suddenly an independant nation and adult." Canada nodded. "Alright then. The others are probably upstairs somewhere doing something. They can come eat when they finish. Now we just wait on Japan and France." England nodded and sat America down, getting him to wake up a little with a glass of milk.
After a few more minutes Japan came downstairs, soon followed by France. They all sat down and dished the pancakes out. After everyone had enough syrup on their pancakes so that Canada approved of it they were aloud to eat. Breakfast was fairly quiet with more than enough pancakes left over for the others. By the end of breakfast America was completely awake and ready to go play. England smiled at him. "You can play once you get cleaned up. Here." He gave the boy a wet paper towel to wipe off his hands and mouth. Once he was sufficiently clean England let him run off to play as he helped clean up breakfast. "France, make sure he takes a bath tonight while I'm gone, okay? And get his hair clean." The Frenchman nodded, "I know Angleterre." He smiled, "I once had un petit garçon aussi." England scowled. "Use the Queen's English. I need to be leaving soon. My flight back is scheduled soon.' France just smiled. "Well then I would go say goodbye to l'Amerique." England glared again but said nothing and left the kitchen and went into the garden. "America! Come here poppet!" "Yes England?" The voice sounded nearby and suddenly America popped up out of a bush, covered with dirt and a rabbit in his arms. England nearly jumped but help his composure
. "I have to leave to return to my lands for a little bit, okay?" America's cheer was zapped away. "Oh… Okay…" he looked down. England crouched down and gave him a big hug, "I'll be back soon okay?" America nodded, hugging him back as best he could with a rabbit in his arms. "Bye bye, poppet." "Bye bye…" America looked down as England went back inside. England could almost feel his heart breaking from it. He went upstairs and grabbed his bag that he never unpacked, bringing it back downstairs. "Japan, will you drive me to the Airport so I'm not taking one of the car's." Japan looked over from the couch. "Hai, England-san. I will drive you." He got up, grabbing the car keys and holding the door open for England. After they were gone it was only France and Canada left.
France glanced over to Canada "I guess i should go get Amerique." Canada nodded. "And England told him I was adventuring so he wouldn't know I'm an adult and independant and stuff. So now I'm Colombia." France laughed a little. "Alright then, 'Colombia'." He got up and slipped out to the back garden. "America! Would you like to hear another story?" A few seconds later he popped up beside him. "Yes!". France laughed, "Alright. Well first we need to get you cleaned up. Let's go get a bath, okay?" "Okay!" America sat his rabbit down and skipped in ahead of France. France led him up to the bathroom and ran him warm water, getting it nice and bubbly for him then helping him strip and get in. America was more than happy to play around in the bubbles. After a while France made him finally clean up before getting him out and drying him. He took him to England's room and got him into comfortable clothes before taking him downstairs to play.
The day passed quickly and before long the next had, and then the next. Each day with America going through and playing with france and Vandershmant checking the wound till it was healed. About midday, not long after Vandershmant had left, there was a knock on the door which was England having returned. He came in, with his old back and another bag filled with spellbooks. America was on the couch watching Spongebob with France. He turned and gasped, running over. "England!". He smashed into the older nations leg's, hugging him tightly. "You came back weally quickly!" England crouched down and picked him up, "I promised I would." "Uh hu! But you came back WEALLY quickly!" England smiled. "Yup. Let me put my stuff away and we can play, okay?" "Okay!" America smiled and backed up so he could. England went upstairs and put his stuff up as fast as he could before coming back downstairs. America was still bouncing, "Can we play now can we can we?!" "Of course." England grinned, picking up and tossing him high in the air. It earned him a squeal of laughter.
England let the little boy decide what they did for the whole day, whether is be running around outside or the discovery of modern board games or watching tv, until dinner. That day it was Russia's turn to cook and he had a large variety of Russian dishes for them all to enjoy. Once they were all sat down they started piling food to their plates. It was mostly just casual conversation that consisted of thanking Russia and talking about how different the weather was as compared to their home country. At some point England was asked about his trip and he told them it was fine and that he had brought back books. After that it was just casual talk again till dinner had to be cleaned up. He slipped out with America to go back to playing. After dinner it was mostly Tv and stories until bath time. England took America to the upstairs bathroom. "Alright. Do you want some bubbles in the water?" America nodded. "Fwance did that! It was weally cool!" England smiled at him, "Alright then.", and started filling the bath with lukewarm water.
After it was filled as much as he was comfortable putting the boy in he helped America strip and got a big fluffy towel out of the bathroom cabinet and a few wash rags out as well. He washed the boy down from head to toe and shampooed and conditioned his hair. America played around with the bubbles the whole time, getting some on England. The older blonde just smiled and finished cleaning him up before helping him out and wrapping him in the towel. He put the clothes in the hamper and took america back to their room, getting him into pyjamas and telling him stories until he fell asleep. After that he slipped back downstairs to the others. They were all sitting on the couch, waiting on him to come down and tell them in more detail if he had found anything. He sat down in a free seat and started talking. "I brought back all the spellbooks I have because having you all help me search would be much more efficient than me going through it all alone."
Germany nodded. "That is true. If you will pass out the books we would be willing to help you search." England stood with a smiled, going to the duffel bag. "Alright, after each spell it will tell what it is. Read them in your head so you don't risk accidental spell casting. Tell me if you see anything to do with growing, shrinking, age, time, or something about reversal. Even if you don't think it is important, tell me." And with that he started passing them out, starting each person off with ten books. They were with spells in either English or Latin, and each were fairly decently sized. England sat down with his books and they started reading. The hours slipped by, quite a few false alarms for a spell. About 3 hours and 4 breaks later Italy was the first to find something. "Ve~ England! I found something!" He showed the book to England. England skimmed through the spell then smiled. "I think you've found just what I need." He shut his own book and grabbed that. "Leave your books on the table. We can try this spell now." The others nodded, doing as told and standing to follow england to the sleeping boys room.
As they reached the door he paused. "You can come in if you want but you must stay at the wall and be dead silent." They nodded again, watching him enter first then fileing in and going toward the wall. He went over to the bed, checking the boy was sound asleep and kissing his forehead once more before starting. He held a hand toward the floor, repeating "magicae regna petant rem operam vestram profitemini vos clamito." As loud as he dared before a colors started glowing from his palm and a green glowing circle formed around him, ruins scribbled in it in England's hand writing. It glowed bright green and slowly spun with him staying dead center the entire time. The colors in his palm grew brighter, releasing blues, purples, and more greens. They leaked out in little tendrils, forming a slight haze around him. He aimed his hand at America before starting to repeat what the book had said three times. "abhorrentem aetatem transuerso, abhorrentem aetatem transuerso, abhorrentem aetatem transuerso." suddenly the colors flashed white, blinding everyone in the room for a moment before fading away and leaving the room dark again.
After they all could see again it was quite obvious the figure in the bed was no longer a small child but a full grown man, wearing a pair of pajamas were for little kids but had grown during the spell. England was clearly drained as he shut the book and grabbed a wall for support. France went over to help steady him and for once the Englishmen didn't complain. After giving him a moment to rest they headed back downstairs. "Well, that was certainly impressive." Germany was the first to comment. "Da, that was very impressive England." Russia smiled, it slightly less creepy than his normal one. "Well thank you chaps. I'm going to clean this up then go to bed." "Here, why dont we put them up for you?" Japan offered, starting to stack the books back for the bag." "Oh.. well thank you Japan. Just please be careful with them." Japan nodded, already being gentle. After a few more moments of discussion England went upstairs to share a room with canada for the night so America wouldn't wake up with someone in his bed and accidentally throw England across the room thinking he was an intruder.
The next morning came before anyone could have expected it and they were all downstairs eating pancakes when they heard the sound of the last person in the house coming downstairs. America had already changed into normal clothes again but still didn't have his glasses. They were surprised to see instead of the normal hyperactive America they knew someone who looked ready to kill the first person who spoke. Canada got up and got some coffee he had made and gave it to him. He took it, taking an open seat and drinking it. After the first cup and halfway through the second he finally livened up. "Hey guys. Sorry about becoming a child there for a bit. I don't know what happened. But thanks for taking care of me." The others were still a little scared of him. England was the first to speak up, "I-its no problem." America smiled at him, a genuine smile that he hadn't seen in a long time. "Well thanks anyways. Im sending you all something special to your houses." The others still seemed a bit shocked at that, but none of them were saying no to free things.
The day flew by with people getting flights, people leaving, and America finally getting his glasses back from England. Before long it was just America and Canada in the house, Canada spending one more night and helping pick everyone's presents out before heading back to his own home. Then it was just America, back alone in his house with just Tony to think about the memories of the past couple days. Maybe England wasn't as bad as he had thought.
Okay guys! Fluffnights here! Sorry this took so long! School was more time consuming than I thought. But this story is finished! *tears* Please tell me any suggestions you can think of for another story! And I'm SO sorry about the time skips toward the end but I didn't want to bore anybody. Here's a list of translations-
Voila! Le gâteaux chocolat- Voila the chocolate cake
Salut mon petit ami- hello my little friend
De rien, mon garçon- you're welcome, my boy
Lapin- rabit
Bonne nuit- good night
Angleterre- England
Un petit garçon aussi- a little boy as well
magicae regna petant rem operam vestram profitemini vos clamito- (i accidentally deleted the page with the actualy translation and i couldnt get it back to the same so heres along the lines of the original) Magic realm, i call upon your abilities to aid me
abhorrentem aetatem transuerso- shrinking age reversal
Thank you again for following this story everyone. Thank you so much! Please give me any idea's you have on a new story that I SWEAR I will update more regularly. By for now.
~Fluffnights