ℌ𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔞𝔠𝔥𝔢 [𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔶𝔥𝔲𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔰 𝔵 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯]

Chapter XXXI - The Good Ending - The Love We All Deserve

A/n: Thats right, we're doing good, bad ending. The bad ending will be released around a week after this chapter so please enjoy. You can choose which ending corresponds to you or idk. After the two chapters are finished i will probably go back to the first chapters and fix all the plot holes. For some reason i didnt get the personalities of the countries exactly as i imagined them because i am extremely smart, as you can probably tell. This chapter will contain a bunch of stuff that might not make sense but i swear i'm trying. If anyone's confused at how the person knew all this, its because of some newspaper stuff, connecting the dots and you also speak in your sleep.

Anyway, please enjoy! :)



A loud banging was what woke Japan up; his eyes felt like they were glued shut but despite that he was still able to open them - being blinded momentarily by the glowing light shoved in his face. He attempted to bring his hands up to shield his eyes from the light, only to realize that he couldn't. He wasn't able to move his arm or legs at all. After struggling a bit he realized it was all in vain; his ears drooped in defeat, his tail swishing around.

Looking around, Japan noticed that he was tied to a chair, the knots were tied extremely tightly, digging into the feline's skin and probably causing multiple ugly bruises later on. Continuing to slightly wobble here and there, making sure not to top the chair over since a concussion was the last thing he needed. Interrupting that was a loud, angry yell that came from his right, a deafening slam following immediately after. 

"GODDAMNIT, LET ME GO! YOU STUPID COWARD, UNTIE ME AND FIGHT ME LIKE A GODDAMN MAN." A loud, deranged shriek filled Japan's poor, sensitive ears. Japan scrunched up his face, taking a few seconds to relax before slowly opening his eyes. Looking unsteadily towards the source of the sound he found someone that didn't really surprise him at all. 

America was flopping on the floor like some sort of misshapen, horrendous, half-broken sunglasses-wearing, abomination of a fish. A large ugly bruise started to form on America's cheek due to his face slamming onto the floor after the chair lost it's balance. It made Japan wince to look at it yet he knew that he couldn't do anything to help him. "Good god, what the hell is going on?" A drowsy voice slurred from somewhere in front Japan who he came to recognize as Germany.

 "Who knows.. but I'm going to kill whoever the FUCK tied me up." America replied, struggling once again. Japan felt around the ropes, seeing if he had a good angle to cut through the ropes. Thankfully he was in a comfortable position where he could slowly slice through the ropes without damaging his wrist; but just as he began cutting though loud coughing was heard from the head of the table. Japan shook his head before turning it to face the source of the sound.

 His eyes widened in surprise for a spit second before knitting his eyebrows into an expression where his eyebrows were furrowed so much they looked like one. His face curled into a malicious sneer, his teeth slightly baring at the rage he felt.

Poland. Of course Poland was the one who did all this. The quiet, cutesy county, the one who was able to fly under the radar. Oh god, Japan felt like such a fool for not even suspecting him at all. It was truly maddening how stupid Japan felt, the way Poland was all quiet, the stupid stutter act he put on to seem 'oh so more innocent'and 'it could never be Poland!

 He's too much of a darling!'. How the hell did anyone miss that. How. He thought that they were all so much smarter than that! Well, the evidence suggested otherwise; that didn't matter anymore, what mattered is why in the everloving FUCK he tied them up and what he did with Y/n. Oddly enough, Japan had had a conversation with Poland earlier, just after he finished speaking with America whom seemed quite . He spoke in a bored manner, no stutter, and whenever Japan brought up anything to do with the female Poland nonchalantly and honestly, avoided the topic quite smoothly.