Apocalypse [RusAme]

Chapter Twenty-four

Russia pulled her up the best he could with his back in pain. "you ok down there..?"

"y-" her foot slipped making small rocks fall but she barely moved so she was fine. "Yeah!-" America slowly started to climb up again. After a while she made it near the top.

Russia pulled on the rope to help her get up without trouble.

America made it to the top and climbed onto the [shit I forgot what it's called] and sat down on the floor and sighed.

Russia patted her shoulder "you ok?"

"yeah, just little scratches and bruises. . ." The rest of what she said was mumbled.

he sighed and untied the rope from America's waist "time to get the others!"

America groaned and griped her chest as if that was going to help the pain go away. "Yeah go get my brother- please"

he got worried "you look in pain...what happened?"

"nothing, just tumbled down. Probably . . breaking a rib. But then again, it could just be me being the dramatic ass I am" she made a small smile "don't worry about me, worry about getting Canada"

he sighed, he cared about America. But got up and threw the rope to Japan who tied it a few times around Canada. Like a harness.

She stood up "here let me help you" she grabbed the rope next to Russia's hands.

he blushed as he sighed "you're hurt ame...please rest next to Germany...!"

America glared at him "says the one who got hurt earlier"

*screams* another short Chapter ;-;