I flew up to find him and I saw him running with a gun in his hand with a smirk on his face. I grab his and threw him in a alley and grab his gun and pointed to his head. " why did you do it " I asked him. " because I lost the war and I wanted him dead ". A flow of white came out of my left eye " WHY DID YOU DO IT " I yelled at him. " I'm so sorry for what I've done " he sobbed then I recognized that voice my brother I thought. " Germany " I said as I came down he looked up at me and haft of his face was painted like my dads face. I hugged him and walked him to his house. He already stressed because of the EU I thought as I walked him home. " get some rest " I told him I left and ran to the hospital and check in and went to Poland's room. Russia saw me and ran up to me and hugged me crying and sobbing I hugged him back " everything is okay " I said.
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