Repairing Our Relationship

18

Let's skip to the next week, it's Monday. I'm trying to know the timeline again :,)

Also, I asked my brother (who's in high school) what his schedule was, and he said he had the same classes everyday throughout the whole week. Idk if it works like that in your area, but that's what I'm doing from now on.

Also, when writing Russia's POV, there were a lot of glitches going on. Words kept merging, things got deleted, fonts disappeared... I was just getting annoyed.

I got so annoyed that I didn't even bother trying to make the chapter sound nice. I just wanted to get it done. I didn't care if it sounded weird or cringey, I didn't and don't want to work on it anymore.

In the future, I might come back and edit his POV to make it sound nice. I don't know.

What's the point of this message? To warn you that Russia's chapter is written poorly.

I'm sorry for the inconvenience. Enjoy chapter 18 I guess.

North Korea POV:

I was talking to China in the hallway. I was in a bit of a happy mood because no one had bullied me for a whole week, not even Panama! Everyone basically minded their own buisness.

However, people were talking in hushed voices a lot. A lot of countries seemed to be talking to each other about something. On Saturday, I was heading to the store to buy some groceries and I saw a big group of them heading in the same direction.

China was laughing at something I said. Britain walked past us and waved. We waved back (I'm kinda surprised that I waved, oh well).

We were about to go to homeroom when we heard the footsteps of a lot of countries. We turned around and saw at least 20, maybe more, countries walking toward us.

China immediately got in front of me. I recognized the countries as the same ones who were in the big crowd on Saturday.

I guess China got a bad feeling and he was about to grab me and run off but Albania grabbed him and pulled him back. A few other countries in the crowd held him back as others dragged me away.

"North!" He called after me.

"China!"

"Let me go you fri-" China's mouth was covered by a hand.

I kept calling China as I struggled to break free. A country eventually groaned. I looked at him and saw Denmark. "Can you stop freaking out already? We just want to show you something." He said.

"Yeah, stop screaming." Oman muttered.

I shut my mouth and kept silent. I couldn't pull free so I was forced to let them drag me to whatever they wanted to show me.

My nervousness was rising with every passing second. I wanted to scream so bad, but I refrained from doing so. It was clear that they were already annoyed by the fact that I was calling for China, I didn't want to know what they would do if I started screaming.

We were walking for about four minutes until they stopped. They cleared out of the way and I found I was staring at a wall surrounded by a crowd of countries. I heard someone in the crowd shout, "Look up, North!"

I hesitantly looked up. A big piece of paper was on the wall, with a bunch of lines on it. I looked at it in confusion. I could tell it was written in English.

I glanced around. "I uh...can't read this..."

Snickers from the crowd. Yemen stepped forward. She snickered saying, "Well North, this is a petition. The title reads..."