I don't own Hetalia! end /AN/

Canada - 8:25 PM

Canada had to assure himself that both America and Puerto Rico would be fine. As he sat out shivering with Molossia, he reasoned that America was strong, and Puerto Rico, as a Latin nation, would be able to stay with the other Latins.

"I'm cold," Molossia said, as they walked through the pine trees. "And my feet hurt." He didn't say in a whining, 'fix it now' sort of way; it was more like a child being frightened by a big change.

Canada sighed. "We'd better stop for the night, then." He found a dry spot under a big pine tree, and brought Molossia inside with him. It was a tight space, sort of.

"Look, I don't know how comfortable you are with body contact, but the best way to survive this night will be to be… sort of cuddled up together." Canada looked at Molossia, but the micronation just nodded.

It was awkward as all get out, hugging a young teenager from behind; Canada had figured spooning would be the best way to do it.

He could feel Molossia shivering next to him, and it made sense: The guy was in Nevada, for crying out loud.

"Is America going to die?" Molossia asked, and Canada didn't know how to respond.

"I hope not. He's tough, he'll find his way to a town," Canada finally said.

"Are we going to die?" Molossia said this time, and it sent a sort of chilly, sickening feeling through Canada.

"No. I will protect you, I promise." Canada held him tighter, knowing how scared he must be.

Molossia fell asleep some time later.

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China - 8:42

Israel had wanted to keep going through the night, but he was outvoted by far.

Hong Kong had sat down next to him, feeling the emptiness of his stomach. "Hey, like, do you know how to get food in the wilderness?"

Israel nodded, saying, "Well, I don't know the animals or plants out here, but I think I could catch something; it would never be enough for everyone, though."

Hong Kong nodded back, saying, "I'll go ask China."

China was lying down in the grass, looking exhausted.

"Hey, old man," Hong Kong said, ignoring the irritated twitch in China's brow. "Do you know what's safe to eat out here?"

"Yes…" China groaned, and he slowly stood.

"Well, I was thinking everyone could pitch in and find food for the night," Hong Kong said.

It only took a short speech from China to inform everyone of what to look for. Pretty soon, they had gathered a lot of plants and other edibles, including a deer.

Israel put his catch of the deer near him, and said, with a glare towards his Middle Eastern enemies, "Only people who are my friends may have my venison."

"You can't say that! We all worked together," Iraq said, adding,"Greedy Jew."

Israel's eyes were seemingly glowing with anger, as he said, "I don't share with people who try to kill me repeatedly."

"You're not innocent," Saudi Arabia snapped back.

"Do you want to fight? I'll kick your ass!" Israel shouted.

China was quick to get involved. "Look, we can't fight here. Israel, share it, or we'll leave you behind." He had an apologetic look on his face, like he empathized somehow with Israel.

"Fine, but they get the grisly parts," Israel said, still glaring.

Hong Kong let out a sigh of relief, but he took it back as soon as the hateful looks from both sides intensified; time was running out for the peace.

Norway - 8:59 PM

People were getting too cold to move. Already, the micronations were being carried on the stronger members' backs.

Sealand had been placed onto Greece's back. The nation plodded along fairly easily, and he could see Kugelmugel on Germany's back, and Ladonia on Netherlands' back.

Seborga walked by himself, not nearly so small as the young micronations.

Norway was being carried between Sweden, Finland, England, and Hungary; they had to stop every so often so that he could retch and moan in pain.

Sealand clung tightly to Greece, saying, "Are we going to be there soon? I can't feel my toes."

Greece shook his head, saying, "Norway isn't even sure where we are; we're pretty much lost." Since they were stopped, he lowered Sealand down from his back and began to rub his feet. "Got to keep some warmth in there."

Austria had come over and was doing the same for Kugelmugel, rubbing his feet and hands. Sweden had sat down as they allowed Norway to rest and was tucking Ladonia's hands into his armpits, and holding him tightly.

"How are you feeling?" Finland asked Norway.

"I think I know where we are," Norway moaned. He was shaking, though not as badly as Finland, who was missing a leg and both arms to his jumpsuit.

"Where?" England asked, and all attention was on Norway.

"It's a long walk back to humanity," Norway said, and palpable frustration grew in the group.

"What did those aliens even want with us, to watch us die of hypothermia?" England said, throwing his arms up.

France said, "I think they want us to kill each other."

"What? Are you crazy?" Poland said, eyes wide. "Like, why would they want that? Maybe they just wanted to experiment on us, and now they've let us go."

Hungary was quick to speak up. "Poland's right, we have no idea what they wanted. And this kind of talk is dangerous."

Norway gagged once again, and groaned softly. Finland gently pushed his hair out of his face, and sighed. "Do we have a direction?"

"South," Norway managed.

The four carrying him lifted him up, and they set off for the south.

/AN/ I'm excited to keep working on this one.