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Sick Day Part 1

      It started out as a regular morning. Well, as regular as a morning could get on a world meeting day. Germany was up early, as usual, starting the day with a jog. Unfortunately, his jog had to be cut short in order to make it to the meeting. It was his job though, so he didn't have any complaints (an opportunity to see England again also made the whole situation a lot more positive).

     As per usual he arrived early. He sat down at the large table, taking in the last moments of silence before the rest of the nations arrived. These moments didn't last long before being interrupted by bangs and crashes from a pale and disheveled England.

     "Oh my God England you look horrible!" Germany exclaimed as he looked over the ragged nation.

     "Why thank you, I didn't notice," England retorted as he shuffled in.

     Germany rose from his seat and made his over to England, "sorry, but really, you don't look okay."

     "It doesn't matter, I'm fine." He pushed past Germany and made his way to his seat, "I'm the hosting nation after all." Not only did he look horrible, he sounded horrible too.

     "England! You don't sound or look fine. Perhaps you should take the day off."

     England stopped dead in his tracks and turned to face Germany, swaying a little from the motion, "That's rich coming from you."

     Germany pinched the bridge of his noses. Despite his growing frustration, he completely understood England's stubbornness, after all, he would be doing the same if the roles were reversed. But at the same time, he couldn't let England go through with the meeting like this. After all, he could barely talk now, let alone add to the loud conversation of the meeting to come. He took a long breath, "I know it sounds weird coming from me, its weird for me to say, but still..."

     England, cradled his head, "I told you I'm fine," he stumbled towards his seat, "I just...just....need. To. Sit. Down." Before he could get to his seat, he fell forward. Luckily Germany was able to catch him.

     "And I told you, you needed to go home," Germany sighed as he tried to sit the now unconscious England up. He felt his forehead, "Mein Gott, you're burning up!" Germany looked around, unsure of what to do. He finally brought his attention to the clock. He still had a half-an-hour before the meeting. He could rush over to England's house, drop him off, then be back in time for the meeting. He looked once more at England.

     'Wait how am I going to get him out of here?' Germany thought. He shook England's limp body, hoping to wake him up, but to no avail. "Mein Gott..." Germany mumbled as he felt his cheeks warmed. There was only one other option to get England home. "England, I'm sorry for what I'm about to do, but there is no other choice." And with that, Germany scooped England into his arms and awkwardly out of the meeting room. 

Author's Note: Sorry for being gone for a bit, I went to a cottage again and then I had some writer's block. This fic went somewhere and then I couldn't naturally progress it to where I wanted it to get. Luckily, I was able to rewrite it and get it to where it needed to be. Anyway, I decided to separate this story into two parts because it was taking so long. Thank you for all your support and I hope you have enjoyed these stories so far and will enjoy the stories to come!