England's secret (Hetalia)

Chapter 13

The little glowing screen, that had shown this story to the nations, burst into a million little balls of golden light as the magic that had been sustaining it ran out. The tiny, shimmering droplets dove into the ground, replenishing the greenery surrounding it. England looked at the nations warily, wondering what they would all think about this memory. Did they enjoy watching him suffer, or did they feel sorry for him? Although England did not want people feeling sorry for him, it was much better than the alternative.

All of the nations were staring at the place where the screen used to be. They were all in shock and could not believe that the memory that they had just seen was real. How could people do that to a young child? The nations knew that when they were children they had faced hardships, but none of them had experience anything like this. England's own people had done this to him! Some of the nations were crying because they were so upset about what had happened to England and what he went through trying to protect them. Italy was clinging to Germany, while tears streaked down his usually stoic friend's face.

Suddenly, Italy flung himself at England, catching him in bone-crushing hug. Eyes wide open in surprise, England tried to wriggle out of the hug, but he was held tight by the Italian's steel grip.

"England," whispered Italy, sniffling, "You should have told us. We're nations so we could have protected ourselves. Please, don't keep anything as big as this to yourself anymore. Okay?"

"Alright Italy!" yelled England, frustrated that Italy would not release him, "I promise not to keep any secrets like this from you anymore!"

Finally, after much shouting from the island nation, Italy released England. However, as soon as he was released, England was pinned down again by all of the other countries hugging him. Many of them had been very upset by what they had just seen, and wanted to comfort England. This was not having the desired effect, because England quickly threw them all off and rose into the air with two flaps of his powerful wings.

"You can fly!?" France yelled, astonished by the flying Englishman.

"Of course I can fly, you idiot!" retorted England as he flew over to a tall tree and sat down in one of the branches, "Do you think that I lost the ability when I grew up? It's not done with pixie dust you know!" Chuckling at his own joke, England looked down at all the other nations, who were staring up at him in shock.

"Well I suppose it must be different to see it with your own eyes." England mumbled to himself as he slowly flew back to the ground.

"England, thank you for telling us what happened to you. I'm sure that it was very hard, but it has helped us understand what you have gone through. Rest assured that we will not let anything like that happen to you again." said Japan as all of the other nations nodded in agreement.

"I'm sure that with our combined power we will be able to protect everyone from malicious fey." stated Norway as he summoned one of his ancient grimoires, "But first we need to go back to your house. I'm sure that everyone is feeling quite tired, and after all you've been through I'm sure that you're exhausted."

"Alright, everyone can come to my place. But only because I don't want to pay for you all to have hotels!" England exclaimed, before pausing for thought, "Also, what will happen to our cars? We're all too tired to drive home, and if we leave them here, they might be stolen!"

"It's all right!" replied Romania enthusiastically, "I just got a new transporting spell that we can use to get the cars back to your place! I'm sure that me and Norway will be able to perform it."

"Alright..." England said warily, not fully trusting Norway and Romania with his car, "But if you damage it you're buying me a new one!"

"Hmph, so you don't trust me with your car! I'm so wounded!" said Romania melodramatically, as he placed a hand on his chest and pretended to faint, "Come on Norway, lets go and move England's car."

"Don't worry England," Norway reassured, "I'll make sure that he doesn't mess up the spell."

Feeling a bit less nervous about his car, England turned back towards the other nations, who had been watching the conversation with interest.

"I didn't know that your car was that important to you." teased America, smirking slightly at the englishman.

"Shut up!" England retorted angrily, "Does everyone know where my house is? I supposed you became very well acquainted with the area when you were spying on me?!"

Shuffling their feet in embarrassment, the nations quickly apologised to England for their actions, but they knew that it was the only thing they could have done to find out England's secret. They all knew that what they had done was the right thing, and because of their actions, England was much happier and had become closer to all of them.

"Alright, I guess that you're forgiven, I mean, you weren't doing it to hurt me right? Only to help me?" said England, feeling slightly suspicious of the nations in front of him, "Now can you all get back to my house safely, or do you need any help? No, I'm not helping you frogface!" France quickly lowered his arm and nation hopped over to England's house, hoping to cause some mischief before England came back. The rest of the nations slowly followed France in travelling over to England's house, eventually leaving England alone in the dark forest.

"You have served me well," England whispered softly to himself, "But I will not need you anymore." Then he was gone, and the only sound left in the forest was the soft whistling of leaves in the wind.