Fatal Secrets

Chapter 4: The Slap

3rd Pov:

"Ja, vy don't ve? (Yes, why don't we)." Germany said standing up from the chair beside Italy and placing his hands on the table and leaning into it.

"Wy don't ve start vith... Ivan! (Why don't we start with... Ivan!)" Germany stated and walked over to his actual seat near Prussia, who keeps getting in some how and everybody gave up on kicking him out since he keeps coming back no mater what they do. 

"Alright." Russia mumbled as he stood up and walked to the front of the room.

"I tsink we shuold dalk about var for a bit and pollution, да? (I think we should talk about war and pollution for a bit, yes?)" he asked, receiving a few nods.

While Russia continued his presentation, America began to doze off due to the previews few weeks of not either not sleeping well or not at all. America has probably sleet for 8 hours in the past 2-3 weeks, Alfred's began losing count of the hours he has slept or the time passing by. England noticed Americas state and there for made a point to make a big deal out of it. Aurthor pushed his chair back, actually making a lot of noise, and then proceed to march over to the already passes out America. When Aurthor was side by side with the sleeping nation he smacked Alfred up side the head causing him to practically jump out of his chair and land on the ground with a small thud. 

"Maybe next time you wont fall asleep during someone else presentation!" England continued to yell at Alfred, which actually made country's like France and Spain try to tell him off and to stop making a scene, but instead of Aurthor stopping, it only made him yell louder and louder.

 All while England was yelling at America, America's eyes began to unfocused from the world around him. Germany was massaging his temples and waiting for this to all end, Italy had left awhile a go due to the Britt being louder that usual, and finally we have Russia. The aura around him was becoming darker than usual and it was happening very quickly too. All the country's around him seem to be shrinking while Russia was growing. The room was fulled with his darkness in no time, but England was too distracted with yelling at the younger nation and America seemed completely gone.

Alfred knew that Aurthor tends to build up his anger inside and sometimes it just all comes spilling out all at once. Alfred thought that if Aruthor was going to release all that anger on to someone or something, it might as well be him instead of someone else. He thought he deserved some kind of punishment for things he has done before or because of his country and this was two good things can come out of this. Aurthor releases stress and anger on something that can't be hurt and Alfred get's punished for what he's done wrong. In Alfred's head it was 'killing two birds with one stone' it was just that simple.

"Why can't you do something right for once in your pathetic life, instead of bothering actual country's with your useless ideas!" somewhere during this yelling Alfred managed to stand up before completely zoning out, and that's when Aurthor took a step closer to Alfred and smacked Alfred with so much force his head was turned the other way. 

America came back into the real world when England steeped closer and realized what was going to happen. He just let it happen, knowing England was blinded by anger and would see what he had done in a few moments. Alfred stayed still, leaving his head in the forced position and hands by his sides. Aurthor stopped yelling so everybody could hear the loud collision of his had on Alfred's face, so even the country's who weren't listening, trying to get back to work, were know staring at Aurthor in disbelief. Sure, he yells at him all the time, but he has never hit Alfred.

And that's when Ivan lost it...

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