Chapter 17

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Russia smiled curiously, "Amazing~ as soon as the time right, the phone also began to work-or not. The antenna isn't up. Anyway, I'm going to answer it. And I'll make it so that the both of you can hear it, too... Who is it?"

After a short silence, a note was played. It rang for a short while then the call was disconnected.

The caller hung up.

Russia blinked, "...Looks like it got cut off."

"It's a bug!" China said pointing at the phone in the tall Russian's hand.

Japan frowned, "I've never heard of a "phone bug"... What we heard was a piano."

"A piano..." Russia muttered then shook his head to clear it, "Anyway, we have nothing else to do here, so let's go back to England."

"Indeed," Japan nodded, "If all goes well, Germany, Italy, and Destiny should also be able to join us there. Let's put everything in order here and hurry."

The group made sure they have everything then left the room. The tired group headed up the stairs and toward the room with the piano. Before the made it they heard heavy footsteps, a door slam closed, and soft talking.

The group of Japan, Russia, and China met up with Canada, England, and (Y/n). They waited till Germany, Italy, and Destiny arrived. Once all the groups reunited they began to talk.

~(Y/n) P.O.V~

I walked over to my sister, "You look tired."

She smiled softly and sat down, "I am."

"Why?"

Ice blue eyes looked up at me with a strained look, "A lot of running."

I giggled a little, "Wow, at least you weren't going to get eaten by an angry Steve."

Destiny snorted, "I was chased by an angry Steve."

"Oh."

I sat down next to Destiny, she's wearing her sweatshirt... she wasn't wearing it before we split up. If she's done a lot of running wouldn't she hot, which I can tell she has because of her flushed face and the small amount of sweat making her hair stick to her face. So why is she wearing her sweatshirt?

Japan spoke making me jump, "-and by breaking the clocks, we adjust the time...so it is imperative that we do this. We have broken the clocks on the 2nd and 1st floor. Now, only this floor and the one above are left."

Oh yeah... this is where their memories get all messed up, I thought with a soft sigh, great.

"We found this weird scarp of paper," Italy said waving a piece of paper around, "And then we found a safe inside a room in the kitchen."

Canada blinked, "A safe? Maybe the numbers on the keyboard...could be some kind of hint?"

Aww, Canada you are most definitely the smartest in this room, I thought with a grin.

"Yeah, then we can open the safe and make some progress. So, first of all... shouldn't we take a look at the scrap of paper that Italy found?" Russia pointed at the paper.

England walked over and grabbed the paper from Italy and put it next to the other paper. I let my (e/c) eyes trail all over the room. It was a pretty big room...

England nodded, "Yeah, they're a perfect match. Try sticking them together."

Before anyone could respond to the blonde-haired Brit, a phone began to ring.

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