No More Holding Back

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Germany POV:

Poland and I walked to the café. My mind went to last night, what happened? "Hey Polen," I questioned, "Yes?" He answered and without looking at me, "What happened last night?" I asked. He shook his head slightly with glassy eyes, "You got drunk and I had to pull you all the way home!", he didn't sound too happy about that, "S-sorry about that," I stammered, "I get drunk every once in a while.".

He nodded and continued walking. It seemed like he had something on his mind, I wanted to know but I decided to let it be.


3rd POV:

Poland then started running to the café. Not sure why so Germany ran after him, "Why are you running?" He queried and walked faster. The Polish didn't answer and continued to run.

In the café, Sweden wasn't the one opening it. It was his and Norway's brothers; Finland, Denmark and Iceland. Estonia was there too. "Hej, Polen," greeted Denmark lowly just as Germany came, "og Tyskland (and Germany),", "Where's Sweds?" Germany panted.

The three brothers looked at him sternly. "What?" Germany puzzled, "He must've been taken," whispered Poland. Germany stood up firmly, "I was still drunk wasn't I?", Poland nodded and went inside the café. "We are getting them back!" Poland announced to the empty café, the brothers cheered. Estonia was a bit worried, "What's wrong, Kulta (sweetheart)?" Finland asked her softly. "Who knows what they could do to you!" She answered, "Sometimes you have to take a risk," Poland responded sternly.







Then he paused, he had something in mind.

"A penny for your thoughts?" Ice asked, "My wings..." Poland murmured, "I should've given up my wings.". Germany froze in his words, "But you know what Kosovo said!", "I have to!" Poland fumed, "They are all in danger because of me! It's my fault.". The German was a bit saddened, "No it wasn't,", "It is too," Poland refuted, "It's EU's fault," Estonia said. "We are all on your side," Finland affirmed, "Let's go on a mission," Iceland said, "Mission Impossible..." Denmark grumbled, "We can!" Poland blurted and got down to business; skipping work.

Germany then remembered something...something about spies...

He dialed America and waited for his answer. "Yes?" The American said, "Hey, America," Germany replied, "Can you do me a favor...".


{a few minutes later}


America arrived there on a motorcycle, with Philip behind him. "Ameryka!" Poland yelped, "Hey, Polar bear," America responded, "Kamusta! (Hello!)" Philippines greeted, "No offense, but why is he here?". The American and the Filipino got off the motorcycle first before he responded, "Sunny here, insisted to come.".

"Like your brother," Icelander commented, "What do you mean?" America questioned, "Clingy," Iceland answered. The Filipino growl "We're just friends, mate", "I bet I can change that~" America teased, "Shaddup, Joe," Philippines pouted. The German sighed, "Listen, we just need help here.".

The couple paused, "Ok, what we need here is..." Germany started, "America's gadgets,". America stared at him before smirking, "Mission Impossible, eh?", "Ano? (What?)" Philippines hummed, "You don't know about this," Germany said, "But we will need all the help.".

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