Poland walked to the door of his basement, opening it. He stepped inside, closing the door behind him and started going down the stairs. There, he saw where he did his experiments on flowers on. He set the bunch of flowers he had on the desk, and then walked over to something.
Germany waited for Poland to come out. What is he doing?
There was a small pocket knife lying on the table. Poland picked it up, and a little bit of his wrist. He picked up the dripping blood into a tube, and mixed it into a container with other ingredients. It turned into a purple colour, a lavender shade.
Germany got impatient after a while and headed inside. He noticed that a strange door that was usually closed had been opened. He headed quietly down the stairs and watched Poland.
Poland jabbed the syringe into the flowers, injecting the substance inside. He waited until they all became lavender purple, sparkling. He chuckled, 'Just wait until its the right time.. And they will rot.'
Germany was shocked. This isn't magic! I have to record this! He took his phone out and filmed it.
Poland's head immediately turned around, not all the way, but turned to look behind his back. He snapped out of his current state of mind, then spoke, 'N-niemcy..?'
He dropped the syringe, it falling through the floor.
"I wonder how Pol and Ger are..-" He shrugged and glanced down at Ame "heh..-"
Germany stopped recording and put the phone back in his pocket. "Poland, what the fuck is this?"
America sighed. "I'm sure they're fine. Having a gay old time."
"Oh haha- You're so funny"
America laughed a bit. "I know. I'm the funniest."
It's sad but it's *pulls out cheese grater* GRATE))
He turned his body around, walking towards Germany, tears shedding. 'I-I'm sorry Niemcy...' He held something behind his back.
Germany sighed. "It's fine, just... show me what you're holding."
Russia held onto Amercias hand tightly. He wasn't going to be able to not drink. Withdrawal shit
He quickly threw out his hand, stabbing Germany in the chest whilst sobbing. 'I'm so fucking sorry...'
Germany screamed. "Poland, why!?"
Poland answered nothing, and silently sobbed into Germany's chest as he bled. 'I'm fucking going insane..' He chuckled.
Russia sighed. He got a bad feeling "Ame..- I- I'll be back, okay sweetie?"
"Okay. Don't take too long."
He gave him a kiss then ran out of the hospital
Russia sighed halfway through and started walking. He vauguely knew where Poland lived
He stuffed his hand into his pockets and made his way to Polands house
America watched the TV. Some guy was trying to catch an alligator gar, which seemed to be some strange big fish. He was very close to a dam, trying to find it but having little luck.
Poland decided he needn't cry, because he was already dead. He wiped his tears, and stood up, taking Germany's dead body and hiding it somewhere in his basement. He then went back upstairs, closing the door and locking it, going to his room.
He finally made it to the house and knocked
Poland heard a knock on his front door, and and stood up from his bed. He walked up to it, and opened the door. There, he saw Russia, and fake smiled. 'Oh! Hi Rosja!'
"Hey Poland! Is everything ok?- i- i just have a really bad feeling in my gut--"
Sorry if I made anyone uncomfortable))
America watched as the TV man reeled in a strangely long fish. It had an alligator-like mouth which it opened and closed desperately, like it was feebly trying to breathe.
'Yeah, yeah. Everything's okay,' he reassured him. 'Did you want to come inside?'
"Oh, uh...Sure...!-" Russia walked in and glanced around. The house smelled of lavender
The TV man looked at the camera. "I caught the alligator gar!" He held the big fish in his arms. The fish was still opening and closing its mouth.
Poland closed the door, sitting on the couch. He turned on the TV, the screen showing the news channel.
He sat next to Poland and sighed "Hey uh- Where'd Germany go?"
'Germany? I think he's at his house. Want to come with me?' he responded.
"I have to get back to the hospital soon, Pol."
He nodded, 'Aight then. I'll just go find him on my own. Bye Rosja.'
Russia gave a nod "I'll see ya!-" He got up and walked out of the household
The camera zoomed in on the fish's mouth. "Look at those teeth!" The TV man exclaimed.
America was glued to the television. Maybe I can get one of those as a pet.
He walked back to the hospital, keeping his head low
Poland went his seperate way, towards Germany's house. He opened it, sighing in relief as he noticed it was unlocked. Poland then found his two bloody cut off wings, and dashed out. He ran back to his house.
He went back to Ames ward and walked in, looked up at Ame and gave a sad smile "hey-"
America paused the TV. "Hi!" He didn't like being alone here, so seeing Russia made him very happy.
"So, You're leaving. Like now. They said you'll be fine and they need your Ward for another person"
"Oh!" The device that had held his arm had been opened. He grabbed his phone and got up. His arm was still in a cast, but he was otherwise fine. "Let's go!"
Russia and Ame walked home, but. Only to be greeted by the lights off and the door wide open.
"Fuckin hell...Police said they'd lock up after they left-"
"It looks scary as fuck. Let's hope no one stole anything."
"Yeah...-" He walked in, tried turning on the lights but they just flickred dimly "mother fucker--"
"Did the power go out?" He looked around, mostly using his phone flashlight. "Or did we not pay the power bill?"
"Probably bo-" Someone hit Rus in the back of the head with a baseball bat. He got knocked out on Impact. The person laughed and dropped the bat
America heard a thunk and ran toward where Russia was. "R-Russia?"
They covered Ames mouth and quickly put him in a chokehold.

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A Fucking Mess ミ RusAme Countryhumans ミ
FanfictionThis is a countryhumans fanfic, and a RusAme one. Also includes *slight* GerPol. It is ripped off of an RP me and my friends did in a discord GC. If you want to friend me, go ahead! It's iwaffle727#8815 :3 I do not mean for any grammatical mistakes...