Changing The Past (CH fanfiction)

Chapter 11

Previously on changing the past...

"Alright so.." Kosovo started while looking up at Serbia and Albania with a look on his face that they couldn't read.

"Since.. last night, I've been hearing voices in my head telling me to do shit..well more like only one voice but I hope you get it," Kosovo told them and left them shocked and wide eyed.

Serbia looked at Albania and he looked at Serbia then both looked at Kosovo.Albania and Serbia stared at Kosovo for at least a minute before they realized how uncomfortable Kosovo looked under their shocked stares, so they took their gazes off of his figure.

Serbia looked at Albania, "could it be because of...you know the war? Because Serbs and Albanians still have a lot of disagreements and fights there even if they are smaller than a war now. Since he is more of the Albanian population part, it could be that the Serb part is talking? I don't know, he never told me about it..."

"He didn't tell me either and he told me almost everything...but maybe you're right," Albania said to Serbia, then he turned his head at Kosovo.

"Are you sure that it's just ONE voice?"

"If you ask like that... I don't know." Came the quiet reply from Kosovo.

Albania facepalmed and sighed. "For now, we won't be able to help you if you don't tell us if it's one voice or two or three," he told Kosovo who just nodded understanding, but there was a glint of something else in his eyes. Perhaps it was determination but it vanished as quickly as it came.

As Serbia and Albania both turned around to leave, Kosovo grabbed Serbia's arm and stopped him.

"How about you start telling me more about everything? Why don't you tell me what the fuck you meant by war?" There was it again. The determined look in his eyes and it was surprisingly accompanied with a hint of anger in his voice.

Serbia looked at him and sighed. "Fine." He took Kosovo's hand off his arm and took it instead in his own hand, and led him to his tent to talk.

Albania decided to head back to the others and saw that almost everyone had already woken up. The only guy missing was Macedonia. And as the straight guy he is, he wanted to pay a visit to the sleeping Macedonian and watch him sleep. Completely normal and not creepy. Well, he would have done exactly this, but the stupid Croat stopped him, telling him that Macedonia needed sleep. The Croat's eyes also told him that he somehow knew what the Albanian wanted to do and he definitely didn't like it.

"What was up with Kosovo?" Croatia asked.

"I don't know if he wants me to say it so I won't say it because it's personal," Albania answered him.

Bulgaria yawned. "I'm bored, what are we going to do now?"

"Well, for now we stay here. Kosovo is talking with Serbia and Macedonia is getting sleep. He kinda was the pillow for Serbia and Albania and didn't get any sleep," Croatia answered him and send a glare at the Albanian.

"It wasn't my fault! I fell asleep. How can I control my body when I sleep?" Albania said, getting defensive.

"Whatever."

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A while later, Kosovo and Serbia came out of the tent, Kosovo looking like he still needed to process things. They both sat where the rest were, Kosovo unusual quiet but it was obvious why.

"Now we wait till Macedonia wakes up and then we leave, right?" Bulgaria asked, looking bored.

"Probably," Serbia answered him.

Bulgaria just snorted, took his rifle and started cleaning it, not having something better to do.

"So Greece is in Athens, right?" Croatia turned to Montenegro and asked him the question. The younger one just nodded.

"Will he stay there?"

"Yes, until the war is over."

"You sure about that?" Albania asked him.

"Mhm," Montenegro answered him.

"You sure that the book didn't order him to leave Athens?" Now it was Romania's turn to ask a question.

"The book wants us to find him so he and Bosnia can kill us. The book underestimates you all and thinks that you are useless as fuck."

"Oh wow what a bitch," Albania grumbled.

"Especially you. The book hates you so hard that it is funny," Montenegro snickered and the Albanian started grumbling to himself in Albanian, the only thing that everyone could hear and understand from his angry grumbling was every single curse word that existed in Albanian. 

Serbia snickered at that and the Albanian shot the other one a glare but the Serb didn't seem fazed at all since Albania looked more like a little child than the adult he was supposed to be.

"So now what?" Slovenia suddenly asked. He was quite the whole time, so quite that the others forgot that he even existed.

"I'm going to say it again. We're going to wait till Macedonia wakes up and then we'll see. Either we'll prepare and leave or we'll stay here and plan or something", Serbia answered him.

"Well, I'm awake."

Everyone turned their heads to the source of the voice and saw Macedonia out of his tent, his hair messy and him still looking tired but not like he would collapse every second.

"Alright then," Croatia started and looked at the others.

"Let's discuss on what we should do now," Serbia finished for him, knowing exactly what his younger brother wanted to say.

"Exactly," Croatia nodded.

Macedonia walked to them and sat down. They started talking and soon enough they choose a way and made a plan for it.

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Yo. Sorry that it took so long, I lost ideas and motivation but now it's here. It's short buttttt uh yeah. The next chap will probably also take long so see you in a few months again!