Hetaoni: ENDGAME

Chapter 28 ~ Tricked by A Wooden Box

They had all arrived at the basement, and some decided to goof off. Of course, America was the guiltiest of all of them. Jumping all over the blue sofa and trying to get England to join in on the irresponsible fun. 

"Aw, c'mon England, you know you want to!" America grinned, laying on the couch, holding his arms out for a certain Brit. 

"No. I don't want to. Wanker, we should be catching up with the others!" England chided. 

 "You just don't wanna be caught in your boyfriend's arms, huh Britain?" Canadra sneered, hovering by the door. 

"Tsk. Let's just get going." England said, shuffling towards the door. "But the hero wants to stay!" America huffed, acting like a nine year old and even worse than Canadra, who was a nine year old. "Then the hero can stay! But don't complain when you get left behind idiot!" England shot back, and America slumped off the sofa.

  The trio continued down the winding hallways, and finally met up with the other nations. Some had stayed behind in the other room, but the others stood with Germany in the gravel hallway that could have been a possible exit. France leaned against the concrete wall, standing next to Italy protectively. Russia and Japan investigated every corner, making sure they didn't miss anything. America walked in, Canadra hovering over his shoulder. England decided to stay behind.

Germany had a face of concern as he stared at the ground, eyebrows creased in concentration. "Something wrong Germany?" Japan asked, noticing the strange look.

"Nothing... I mean, well.... I just waned to remove what had caught me... but I don't think it's here." Germany said, his eyes wide with fear.

"Whaat?! What the hell?! It's like a freakin' horror movie!" America exclaimed with a small shriek. "It is dark. You checked properly, da?" Russia added in.

"I thought it was a vine entangled on your foot... But once you had got up again..." Japan explained. "I tripped again." Germany finished.

Canadra growled.  "Tsk. How dumb are you guys? Don't you remember when you were fighting me? I asked for help from my mistress? How stupid can humans get!" She snapped, cruel and harsh.

Germany thought about it for a moment. "When I tripped, something entangled around my ankle... And when I was freed, I fell again.... You don't think it was.....?"

"Euh, it's like someone tripped you and wouldn't let you go! Eek, comment effrayant mon ami!" France yelped. Canadra's lips were brought up into a snarl. "For once, the French man's right."

  They all imagined a scary looking hand, reaching out of the shadows, grabbing ahold of their ankles, and pulling them into the cold and hard gravel floor....

"Eeeeeek!!! Stop, stop! Let's stop talking about this! There is nothing here, and I'd like to leave it at that!" America yelped.

Canadra laughed. "Looks like the hero's shivering in his pants! Best part is that it's true! The same hand that made me the cold being I am now tried to pull your precious German into hell!"

"How creepy~" Russia clucked, and Canadra continued to laugh her obnoxious laugh. "How could such a little girl do such horrifying things! Mon Dieu, c'est terrible!" France cried. "I agree! C-Canadra, you're not going to do that again, are you?" Japan asked, horrified by the ghost girl's unjustified actions.

Canadra smirked. "Who knows? Maybe I will, maybe I won't."  The nations faces went blank. "Just kidding! I wouldn't do that, unless I'm taken back by my mistress!~" The ghost girl giggled, her face lighting up. The countries were put on edge by the eerie taunting.