Chapter 4: Never eat his food.

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_____ groaned. Dispute being full, her stomach made a series of noises that sounded like they belonged on National Geographic. She lay on her stomach, slumped against the couch, as England was in the other room calling Canada.

"Iggy, you're gonna pay for this..." she muttered. England, who seemed to sense her bad mood, talked faster.

"Look, Canada, I think you should take her, she's in a bad mood right now, and I'm kind of afraid she might hurt me," he muttered frantically. There was a pause over the phone.

"I don't know... I keep track of all my citizens, and she's usually very happy..." he said. He paused once more.

"England, did you by any chance cook for her?" he asked cautiously.

"Uh..."

"Never mind, I get it. Bring her over to my place, okay?" England said yes then got off the phone. Still wary of the very angry girl sitting in his living room, he called out tentatively.

"_____?" he asked. A loud groan came from the other room. He poked his head in and saw _____ glaring at him. He laughed nervously.

"We're going to go to Canada's house now, okay?" Another grunt. He took that as a yes. He helped her up and half dragged, half carried her to his car.

Great, she thought, another two hours in a car when I feel like I'm about puke...

After a while, they ended up at Canada's house. It looked like a very large log cabin, with fish and bears and beavers carved right into the wood. A totem pole stood in front of his yard, depicting England at the top, then France, then Canada himself, and at the bottom was America.

England stepped out of the car and dragged her to the door. Before he could even knock, however, the door swung open and Canada's anxious face came into view.

"I'm sorry if it's kind of loud, but America suddenly decided to visit," he said apologetically. England shook his head.

"That git..." he muttered. The two boys helped carry _____ in, and they set her down on the couch. Brendon hurried into the room.

"_____, are you okay?" he said with a worried expression on his face. She groaned again.

"You try eating his food and see if you're still okay..." she muttered darkly. England shuffled sheepishly. Canada only sighed.

"Well, I guess I have some medicine in the cupboard, after all, I grew up with his cooking," he said, jerking a thumb in England's direction.

"Hey, it wasn't that bad..." he muttered. _____ groaned even louder in protest and Canada shook his head. Suddenly a certain loud American waltzed into the room.

"Bish please, you managed to burn juice once!" America practically shouted. _____ winced from the loud voice. Canada only sighed again. He put his arm around _____'s waist and helped her to the washroom, where she threw up in the toilet.

"Ugh... what did he make you eat?" Canada asked in a soft voice. _____ only shook her head.

"Don't ask, please, I shouldn't open my mouth..." she retched again. Canada shuffled through the drawers awkwardly. Finally, she stood up, feeling a lot better.

“Here, take one tablet with water, then rinse, okay?” Canada said, putting a pill container into _____’s hand. She nodded, and walked into the kitchen, where she found America pigging out.

“Hey America,” She said. He looked up from his Ketchup Chips. (Which is the reason why he visits; you can only buy Ketchup Chips in Canada. *wink*)

“You okay?” He asked, crumbs flying everywhere. She rolled her eyes and took the medicine, shivering after she swallowed, taking her time in answering.

“Yeah, I’m fine…” She said, wiping her mouth on her sleeve and putting the glass in the sink. America got up and hugged her, which was really quite sudden.

“America… can’t breathe…” She muttered, her face buried in his jacket. He pulled away sheepishly. Then an idea seemed to dawn on his face.

“Hey _____, you wanna stay at my place next?” He asked. She regarded him warily. Hanging out with America would ultimately lead to an extremely messy house and a very drunk American… But it would also mean playing a lot of video games…

“Fine.”

~~~~~~~~~~Author’s Note~~~~~~~~~~

I had to cut this short, cuz again, HIGHSCHOOL. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

I hope you enjoyed and I’m sorry that it stopped so suddenly!

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Kthnxbai!

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