An-hello readers,I'm kind of excited of continuing this story,so,here's a early update !
England's POV
I was horrified of what I saw in the bathroom.There was the lively and lovable little Alfred,on the ground.He was almost skin and bones.After a moment of shock I rush to his side.I checked for a pulse,and there was one there."Oh god Alfred,what happened"I teared up and started to cry."MATTHEW COME OVER HERE"He came running in,and was also stunned."W-what happened here,oh god Alfred,ALFRED"He said while trying to wake his twin up.I fumble around my pant pockets for phone and dialed emergency services.I frantically told them what was happening while trying to suppress me having an breakdown.Not too long later ambulances arrived.
In the hospital 3rd person POV-
After a while a doctor informed the two countries about Alfred's situation.Arthur was devastated to learn that His,dare he say it-love was 107 pounds.Underweight for his size.The hours where he and Matthew were there in the waiting room felt like days.A nurse informed them that Alfred finally woke up.When hearing this,Arthur and Matthew walked to his hospital room,and opened the door and saw Alfred.He was laying down in bed,half asleep."ALFRED!"Both of the countries shouted while running into hug the frail man."Alfred,Alfred,Alfred,we're sorry"
An-short chapter sorry,but I'm planning to write a lot more for the possible last chapter-
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FAT (Being rewritten)
FanfictionAmerica hates his body,England doesn't.. (I made this and the other fanfics in like 5th-7th grade ITS BAD 😭))) still not over Hetalia though . 😖
