The Tinkering Trio (an APH fanfic)

Chapter 8

A/n: warning: there is so much fucking LithPol in here sweet baby jesus

Is it LithPol or PolLiet because I'm seeing both on Tumblr and I have no idea which on it is pls tell me ahhh

Poland stood up.

"I'm going to take a walk," Poland said and left. America and Italy extanged worried glances and watched as Poland walked out to the front yard. He went right, aimlessly walking down the sidewalk. He thought to himself,

As the three smartest countries...why can't we figure out a way to make them understand?

Meanwhile, inside the house Lithuania yelled,

"I'm going to find out what they are doing before-!"

"Aren't you just over-reacting?!" Romano yelled interrupting him. Romano trusted Italy, but he wanted to try and convince them himself not to use those materials, otherwise someone will be injured.

"Fine, if your not going help then I'll do it on my own." Lithuania growled and stormed out the door, unknowingly following Poland.

As the sun set, the sky turned to brilliant colors of red, gold, pink, and purple. Poland took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves. Lithuania- his friend, now his enemy. The usual calm, quiet, Lithuanian was now angry and his country history is only fueling the fire. Poland leaned against a street lamp. He needed to think- alone.

Lithuania walked at a fast pace. He knew me might be over reacting but it was batter to be safe rather then sorry. Honestly, he hated being against Poland, but he was just protecting him and others. Atleast, that's what he told himself. Lithuania walked for awhile before he spotted a person with shoulder length blond hair leaning against a street lamp. He stopped realizing it was Poland. The Lithuanian watched for a moment, studying Poland. He had such a helpless look on his face, it makes Lithuania wonder if he did that to Poland. Lithuania walked to Poland. He was no more then a few feet when Poland looked up and saw him. He turned to run, but Lithuania grabbed his arm before he could.

"Poland," Lithuania said just above a whisper, "Stop running away and tell me what is going on...Please..." Their eyes were locked together, neither moving, for awhile. Then Poland wrapped Lithuania in a tight hug, surprising him.

"Please, trust us- trust me..." Poland whispered in his ear. Lithuania pushed Poland off of him, a little harder then he meant it to. He held his arm tight to make sure Poland doesn't run. 

"Why can't you tell me? I can't trust you until you d-o!" Lithuania yelled, his voice cracking at the end. Poland averted his eyes to the ground and shook his head sadly,

"You wouldn't understand. None of you will, or ever will. I just ask that you trust me okay?" Poland jerked his arm out of Lithuania's hand and turned around and ran.

"Please...I'm helping you, Poland. Right?" Lithuania muttered to himself.

Poland ran back to the house. As he slipped back inside he heard America say extremly loudly,

"Aww, come on dudes! His just isn't my house you know! I share this with a little old lady and her grandchildren!" America gestured to a hold in the wall about eight inches in diameter.

"Well, I'm not apologizing! It was the Black Sheep's fault!" France shouted, pointing at England.

"Yeah, right. You started it! And the name is England, you stupid git. Also, America, why didn't you tell us this just isn't your home?"

"Sorry, It totally slipped my mind!"

"Wanker."

Italy was graciously annoying Germany.

"Germany pleaseee?" Italy whined. There was so much strain in his face but few saw it, "Will you make pasta with meeee?"

"Nien, Italy. I'm working." Germany grunted. Italy continued.

Soon everyone went to bed. In the basement, America layed out sleeping bags for everyone. Everyone picked one and went to bed, but not without complaints.

"I'm four thousand years old, can't I get an actual bed?" China complained.

"Nope! Besides, your human age is, what? 30?"

"....25, America."

"Oh right!"

After while, the countries finally began to settle in for the night. America snuck upstairs to finish what he started.

Tomorrow is another day... Poland thought to himself.

A/n

AHHHH SHIP FALLING APART SHIT DIDNT MEAN TO DO THAT fRUK

Anyway woo chapter update two days in a row yeet

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