The Aftermath

Chapter 22

The world seemed upside down... He was floating... But also pain... Floating by numerous legs...walking besides him... The noises were drawn out by the rushing of blood in his ears... Everywhere basically... It hurts... His wrist hurts... It was sqished...almost crushed by a big hand... The world was floating by... The light... It was leaving him again...

"What did you think? What the bloody hell was your plan?" France could hear UK's frantic angry voice already from down the hallway.  "No, don't you think... No, you listen to me first!" She felt small and quiet, as she moved closer towards the door, a bringer of bad news, only making the situation even much worse, even if she was not at fault here.
"...it is a catrastophe! And dont tell me you did it just out of fun!" It was a long time ago France had heared UK screaming like this. Normally he never lost his nerves, stiff upper lip and all that. It made her feel even worse. She stopped infront of the door, her hand resting on the doorhandle. I don't want to go inside. The small stupid thought floated in her mind, that if she would say nothing, that nothing was happening as well, just like a child who thought that closing ones eyes makes you invisible.
But she knew better, that it happend nonetheless and it was better to get it over with now than later. There was no hiding from the truth.
France pressed down on the doorhandle and quietly enterd the room. UK sat behind a  big desk with a thelephone to his ear and looked very distressed. He did not even noticed her arrival. 
"What plan? There was no plan, you did not even talk to us about...anything!" UK paced angrily up and down, as far as the cord of the phone allowed it. "Again... Why did you not contact us? Why did you do this out of the blue?"
France moved slowly towards the desk like a child bracing themself to confess a broken window to a strict father. Why had she to be the messanger to this? There was trouble enough.

UK finally looked up and jumped a bit as he saw France standing there in silence. "Oh god...", he gasped and sank into himself, rubbing his face. "France... What are you doing here all of the sudden?" "I have news...", she began reluctant. "It's very... important and... troublesome... Is that America?" "Y-Yes..", UK studderd. "What news? Did I miss something? I was quite busy..." "Give me the phone. America has to hear it too!"
With worry in his eyes, UK gave  her the phone. He seemed to sense that things will be going downhill even more.
"America...!", grunted France in anger. "You don't even know what you have caused..."
"Oh really?" America sounded way to upbeat for this dire situation. " Can you tell my dad that screaming at me and not letting myself speak doesn't help the situation?" "I don't care! Listen here, we- no, YOU have caused big trouble! And that more as you can bother to imagine!" "Well, than tell me. Or are you gonna just repeat what my dad says for the last ten minutes." France ignored the taunting and pulled Soviet's letter out of her pocket.
"Listen, whatever you tried, was succsesfull, because Soviet left a letter to us. And also left with a piece of Germany."
"What?!", UK gasped. "Oui!", France nodded gravely. "Wait, what...?Later!" , she cutted him short. America had said nothing. But he better will when she was done here.
"America, you will be listening closely to what I will read out loud. It is Soviet's letter and I expect answers when I ask. Understood?" Some vauge agreeing noise was made from the other end of the world. Trying to be unphased from his enraging reaction, France unfolded the bloody paper and took a deep breath.

"To whom it may concern,with this note I immidietly end any of the (an exact list will soon be deliverd) cooperation between the west and the east, better said the nations United States of America, United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland and the French Republic. Any remaining troops and property of the USSR in their sectors will be immidietly moved to the eastern sektor in Berlin.", she started.
UK gasped again and fell back to his chair. America made a slight whistle noise. "Sooner then expected.", he said. "Expected?!", France immediately asked sharply. "Expected?", repeated UK in disbelief.
"Yes, that was the entire reason behind my speech. Ok, one big reason form a few other reasons, but still..." "You expected Soviet to get offended?!", France called out. UK jumped up again and almost ripped the Phone out of her hand. "It was damm clear that you wanted to get rid of Soviet since forever!", he screamed into the receiver, so that France had to move back a little. "We want to know why you did this right now and not when we are better prepared or something. There are enough problems already and we should work on decreasing them, not increasing!"
A sigh was heared. "Yes dad, I know. But it was better to get rid of the Commie sooner than later." "In what way, bloody hell? Just because you find his politics stupid?" "Not just that. His opinions and views would be damaging to us in the long run, even holding us back to develop a free...-You just doesn't like him." UK seemed adamant in this belief. And who could blame him? Americas and Soviets interactions were packed with ridicule and mocking towards each other. Their dislike towards the other party was clear.
"You are making it to easy for yourself, old man.", America yawned, what left UK with an outraged look on his face. "I have a plan reacing far over just a dislike, but it wil be clear in the near future, I cam promise that." "Well, have you planned in Soviet's demands as well?, France asked sharply. "Demands? Oh god...", America grunted in annoyence. "What does the Commie want?"
"Because of all the reasons mentioned above and all the consistent lies you told me, will be a band of trust impossible for the future. Resulting of this broken band of trust and as a form of amends for your treacherous and spiteful behaviour/statements, I demand that all (and I mean all) american, british and french millitary personal, any of their millitary property(vehicels, weapons, equipment, etc.) and civilians with corresponding citizenship are to leave their specified sectors in Berlin and surrender their ownerships of these sectors in Berlin to me(USSR).", France continnued the reading. "He wants Berlin all to himself!"
UK shook his head in tired disbelief. "Is it that what you wanted?", France pressed further into the silence on the other end.