Crystalline Constellations

S1 E10: It's a Kind of Magic [Part 2/2]

"No WAY! You're England! As in THE England, Arthur Kirkland?" The brunette asked, almost spluttering at her own words. Her 2 companions beside her had no idea how much she was restraining herself right now from obeying an impulse she suddenly had to run forward and hug him like she'd never hugged anyone ever before. Kinda like how, when she first found Germany a month ago, Jenny desperately wanted to cuddle with her anime crush, too. 

"Yes, that's right, ma'am." This tea-loving nation nodded to her and answered courteously. "A few minutes ago I saw that bloody psychiatrist carrying you into this building." He added, and tensed up with anger at the words 'bloody psychiatrist'. "So as soon as I'd broken out of the cell I was in I was on my way to come and find you to free you too." He softened again with this last sentence.

She desperately tried to stop herself from blushing even more prominently after he'd basically just said that he'd come to rescue her, and then the image that instantly entered her mind was him running away in slow motion from a gargantuan explosion, carrying her in his arms and not looking behind him at all, because cool people NEVER looked at explosions. They would simply walk or run in a very badass manner away from it.

"Why are you here? What does Peugot want with you?" Ludwig queried, having already noticed the torn white gown his fellow nation was wearing and having a distinct feeling about what the reason for him being in that facility could be. 

"Well, about 3 days ago ish I was on my way to get a new box of tea bags back home, and before I knew it I just fell through this invisible gateway thing, obviously a portal of some sort, and plumetted through it, falling 20 or 30 feet to the ground in an area of woodland not far away from here. It was only a few minutes after that when, while I was wandering around trying to work out where I was, a sleep dart thing was fired at me and then I woke up here." England began to explain.
"This Peugot bloke told me that I'd fallen into an entirely different universe, and apparently our own world is all part of an animated series in this one known as 'Hetalia', I think it was, and he said he knew because a friend of his had apparently had an encounter with you. After he found out I could use magic spells and could see magical creatures and the like, he seemed dead keen on tying me down to a table every day for the last 3 days, poking things and fluids into me, scanning my brain, making me his guinea pig for all his experiments because of my magic, and because of my long lifespan as a country." Afterwards, he then turned to Sandra and finished with, "A couple of minutes ago I eventually managed to find a way out of my cell after all this time and I was working my way upwards through the building right now so that I could set you free as well." 

"Hang on, we haven't introduced ourselves yet!" Another couple of seconds after he'd completed his explanation, the youngest spoke up. "I'm Jenny Integra, this is Sandra Kohnka." She pointed towards herself and her buddy respectively with her thumb. 

"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you both, miss." He responded in a gentlemanly way once again, making the older female almost squee loudly once again, as if every time he spoke it was pure, marvellous music to her ears. "But I bet any minute now that doctor will be back and he'll catch us, so we should most likely get out of here now as quickly as possible." 

"Oh yeah, you're quite right." She then realised his point and nodded in agreement. "We've got some friends of our waiting to regroup with us downstairs, so let's head to them. Although first we probably need to find your normal clothes." She looked at his white gown. "Then we'll explain everything about us later when we get out of here."

Another few minutes later, the group of 4, now including Arthur, had found his clothes for his regular getup and then quickly snuck downstairs and to the ground floor, where the other pair in their group was waiting for their arrival.