I Can't Decide? Hetalia 2p USUK

Chapter 11

Luciano ran down the hall like the coward he is. Oliver held his side in pain. He had tears running down his face. He took deep breathes as Allen picked the small brit and ran to find help. Leaving Francios and England behind. Allen ran down the hall to find either Matt or the 1p's. Either or could help Oliver. Allen ran down the halls and stumbled into the 1p's.

Allen: I need your help Quickly!

Allen yelled on the verge of tears.

America: What happened?

Allen: Oliver has been stabbed in the side by Luciano. If I don't hurry he'll die.

France: Isn't that England?

Allen: No he's with Francios at the moment. If you can keep him alive I'll go get England.

France: I think we can do that.

Allen nodded and set down Oliver gently. Then ran down the hall, while Oliver was on the ground holding his side.

Prussia: Here you go it's some cloth from my shirt.

Germany: China should do it. You seem like a good medical care person.

China: Okay, aru. Japan come help.

China and Japan pried the knife out of his side and attempted wrapping Oliver's wound.

China: Aiya! The cloth is to small!

Japan: Quick we need something bigger!

Russia then tossed his scarf to China.

Russia: Wrap his wound with that, Da. It's long enough right?

China: Yes! Thank You Russia!

Japan and China wrapped the wound just as Allen, England, Francios, and Matt came.

Allen: He's Okay right?

Japan: He'll be stable for now. But he needs actual medical help.

Italy: Quick Call 911!

Matt: We don't have hospital's here. If you get hurt well you're out of luck.

Italy: Oh...

England: Then lets take him back to the mirror.

Francios: Then let's hurry.

Russia: I carry Oliver, Da.

Germany: Why jou?

Russia: The Sunglower has my scarf. Anyone who touches it... Will die.

Allen: Okay... I was but your taller and I don't have my bat.

Prussia: Enough chit-chat let's go!

Russia picked up Oliver bridal style. So his side wouldn't hurt and he can make sure his scarf was safe.

***Time Skip***

Everyone was at the mirror.

Allen: Go and take him back to ya'lls world.

Francios: We'll be fine he alone.

Matt: It's what Oliver would want.

Russia: But Oliver isn't awake. How do you know what he wants?

Matt: Trust me.

Allen: Hurry up. Before he won't be able to wake up.

Oliver: N-No.

Everybody turned their attention towards Oliver.

America: Um... What did you say?

Oliver: I s-said no.

Matt: What do you mean?

Oliver: I want Matt, F-Francios, a-and Allen to go with us.

Allen: Oliver but

Oliver: No But's! I want you guy's to come... Or else I won't go

France: But then you'll die Angelterre.

Oliver: E-Exactly... If they wanna see the death of me... Then let them stay.

Francios: We don't have a choice. We all care about Oliver, none of us can live while we knowing he's dead.

Allen: Fine... Let's go...

Oliver clapped weakly.

Oliver: Everything is started to go blurry...

Oliver closed his eyes lightly.

Allen: Is he still alive!?

Russia: Yes but we better hurry or we will loose him.

England threw the dust in the air and everyone was back into the 1p world. He quickly ran to his room and grabbed a spell book. He flipped through the page's trying to find a good one to use.

Matt: Hurry his face is getting pale!

Canada: I hate to complain but...

America: Mattie Shush! Oliver is going to die. It's so suspenseful!

England: Ah-Ha! Okay I got it!

Allen: Hurry!

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