France POV
Beep... beep... beep...
I cry as I sit next to Matthew's hospital bed. Listening to the heart monitor, beeping slowly.
Beep... beep... beep...
He lost a lot of blood, even for a nation. He might not make it. I choke back a sob at the thought.
Many nations had come by. Britain, Lithuania, Cuba, Hungary, even Russia.
Beep... beep... beep...
I watch his chest rise up and down. Up and down. Up and down. He's still alive, I can only hope it lasts.
Beep... beep... beep...
Beep... beep... beep...
Beep... beep... beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.
I panic as the beep plays out. I push the alert button the summons the doctor and nurses to the room. I'm pushed aside and forced to watch from afar as my little colony is flatlining.
Eventually, the main doctor turns to me with regret in his eyes.
"I am sorry sir, but your son had unfortunately died."
I feel my world collapse.
Hi! This is the end of this book.
Edit: I am so sorry for not posting this earlier. I thought I did. Sorry.
Edit: I am no longer making a sequel. I fell out of the fandom for a while, and now I'm getting back into it, but this is mostly a vent fic. In my opinion its poorly written, and I do not wish to continue it. I am feeling better than I did then.
Sorry.
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