Hetalia: Chaotic Pendant Chronicals- its not over!

Chapter 4: Make it STOP, let it POP

( Hello and I am back with another chapter folks! Please enjoy the chapter and comment! Tell me how it is going YA?? :D) ((A/N: This MIGHT not be that long of a chapter :( ))

All of the other countries were all talking among each other. What was going on with Feliciano? He was acting way more distant today and he was avoiding making eye contact. Constantly gripping his chest, and mumbling though the meeting whilst keeping his head down was surely suspicious enough of course. But at the same time, there was the fact he talked minimally, even when addressed to by someone else, during meetings, if he was talked to, he talked back, a lot. 

Though now seemed to be a very suspiciously odd exception to the usual, most of the countries talked about it, or they avoided it. It was as simply put as that. 

Germany was trying to understand his first friend, because this was a first time that that had ever happened. It was the second actually, but the first, he could barely bring himself to think of the first time to be honest. He did not have a single inkling of that kind of a want really. 

What ever was going on, Italy was his friend, his very first friend. He was going to make sure his friend was okay. Getting up, he was seated back down by the Italians brother. Romano did not think it best to go and disturb his fretelino at a time like this. Sure, he wasn't at angry anymore and he and the potato eating German did get along. But he knew his brother, and he knew Ludwig. His brother was very delicate most of the time. If he was stressed or anything, he might break down and have a complex. Ludwig, he would either not push the subject, or he WOULD push it. Depending on how desperate he was to know the facts. 

" Please do not go and disturb him. He might be having a small problem and went to fix it Potato Bastard, give him a little more time at least." the other darker skinned Italian sighed and he looked to the side in a little bit of pity. 

Though the German was friends with Feliciano, his boyfriend was actually Kiku. Everyone was together really, save for a few. England had gotten with the "frog' Romano was actually with Prussia, how? Nobody really knows . Canada and Cuba were together. Russia and Spain, its a long story. Greece, Turkey and Egypt were all together as well. ( A/N: Sorry, i like making weird pairings ) 

Anyway, back to the subject. 

Everyone was waiting for Feliciano to get back. America, though he was patient, or more so; at least... he was biting at the bit to see if he could go and check on Feliciano. He was worried sick. Feliciano and he were closer ever since he went nuts and tried to take control of everyone to make the world his, and Feliciano was the one who saved him, he needed to repay the other. However, he did not go and check on him, because of England. 

Returning later, the closed eye Italian smiled and apologized for the sudden disappearance saying it was a bathroom emergency. Though he didn't say a thing without sounding tired or looking really pale. He was about as white as a sheet of plain printing paper. 

The Italian sat down, still favoring something on his chest. Nobody else noticed. At the end of the meeting, all of the countries went home, all of them were busting. It was odd, just a few minutes prior, there was no crime, then all of a sudden mass crime makes the meeting get called off more than ended really, even in Romano's part of Italy. 

However in Northern Italy, everything was fine, save the fact there was a storm coming and every one of the people were inside. So he walked home in the attempt to try and get sleep. Itabby was awake and he looked okay, but he was still tired and he wasn't eating too much, letting pookie eat, the kittens were going to be due soon. 

Getting in bed after a short meal, a dessert of Gelato, taking care of the cats and cleaning in the slightest, he went to bed. Only to be sent into his warping dreams. This time, it was all of his friends, going insane. It was making him mad, and they were blaming it all on him