When the world comes crashing down {WIP} |COUNTRY HUMANS|

Remembrance Day (a lil late + a lil short)

Australia stood in the dark, on the side of a stage. He felt almost sick listening to the words that were being said. New Zealand sat in the corner near him, playing with Tangaroa, not paying as much attention as him. His knuckles were white with hatred as he watched the people he thought were his family leave them out of the ceremony. Kiwi looked up for a moment and her eyebrows furrowed together. She stood up and placed her hand onto Australia's shoulder. This year, New Zealand gave up trying to get the others to see that she and her country fought as well. Australia still hadn't given up, and attempted to reach out. He was given a spot on the stage that was in complete darkness. Nobody could see him. He shrugged New Zealand's hand off his shoulder and walked away. Nobody had noticed but Kiwi. She picked up her bird and followed him.

"Hey, let's go to yours. They never acknowledge what we gave for them, so we'll remember with our people instead." She smiled, attempting to keep up with her brother's long strides. He looked over his shoulder and his angered expression turned to a soft smile seeing her desperation to calm him down.

"Alright. I'll drive, yeah?" She nodded. They both made their way towards Aussie's car when they heard the trumpet start to play. They both stopped mid-road and got into their soldier-stance with their hands behind their backs and feet together. They waited for the song to finish in this position. They then moved back towards the car. They heard the Countries Remembrance Day Ceremony end as they drove towards the Australian War Memorial. He pressed the portal button and they soon appeared in Canberra, Australia. They both stepped into the Memorial, the ceremony had just ended there as well. They walked around as crowds cleared out, going past all the names of soldiers they had fought with. While they reminisced, cars pulled up to the memorial. Australia walked up to the staff and asked it to be closed. They agreed since they knew that it was the personification of Australia. The people in the cars had just made it in before it was closed. The Australian broke down at the Unknown Soldier Memorial, with Kiwi attempting to calm him down. The others entered the Memorial just as New Zealand started to cry.

"Aussie...?" His eyes shot up and looked towards the source of the voice. He knew that American accent so well. "You good?"

"No. Leave, now." Kiwi shot back. Today was emotional for both of them, but the others ignored them so much she just couldn't take being there with them in such an emotional time.

"We just asked a question, dear." A woman's English accent replied.

"And I answered, England, now please leave."

"Lassy, where is this temper coming from?"

"Nowhere Scotland! Please just leave!" She turned around to see Scotland, England, Northern Ireland, Britain, America, Canada, France, Germany, Japan and Italy.

"Ma fille, we just want to know what's wrong! Stop with this attitude!" France snapped at her. She stood up so she was her full height with pure rage in her eyes. She grabbed France's wrist which made everyone tense up and prepare for a fight. She held it so tight her non-existent nails dug far into France's pale skin, and stared at him directly in the eyes. Aussie turned back around and placed his head in between his knees.

"When I say leave, fucking leave." She whispered through clenched teeth and tears. France's eyes widened to see this. Everyone but Japan, Germany and Italy started to ask questions to why she was crying, ignoring the obvious reason why. The three just walked over to Australia, who had now lifted his face to look at the statue. They knelt down next to him and Italy and Germany placed their hands on his arm or shoulder to comfort him. Japan stood behind him staring at the statue, and he rested his hand on Australia's head.

"大丈夫ですか?" (Are you ok?)

"番号." The others caught on when America said he heard him say the word no. They looked to him, Kiwi walking over to his front and hugging him. Germany and Italy let go of his shoulders.

"What's wrong?" Germany asked as politely as possible.

"Hey Kiwi, how many Australians died due to WW1 and WW2?"

"96,000."

"How many times were we mentioned that we died in a war we shouldn't've been involved in?"

"You weren't. Not once."

"Yes you were." America pulled out the script and started to search through his papers for the speech, not finding his name. "N-no, you weren't."

"That doesn't mean you should push us away-" Aussie stood up mid-sentence and stared Britain right in the eyes.

"NOT PUSH YOU AWAY? REALLY? WE DIED FOR YOU! WE WAITED FOR YOU TO COME, AND YOU NEVER DID!"

"I tried to son-"

"TRIED? WE DIED DAY IN AND DAY OUT AND YOU DIDN'T EVEN MENTION US! I DIED SO MANY TIMES IN PLACE OF MY MEN! AND YOU NEVER GAVE A SHIT."

"I did give a shit, son please-"

"CALL ME SON ONE MORE TIME." Britain just stood there in shock. Tears streamed down both of the men's faces as Australia continued to yell curses in Britain's direction while being dragged away by his brothers. "You didn't even love us." He said defeated, his voice tired and cracking. " You wanted him, not us, not me. We were right fucking there and you left us to rot, chasing after him." Aussie ripped his hand from America's grasp as he loosened it, America didn't realise what he had caused the others. New Zealand eventually stepped in and walked him away, Canada staying behind with the wreckage.

"I just got my son back, and I'm losing another." This time Canada stepped up and said something.

"It isn't his fault for acting this way. He has been holding himself together and crying in the shadows for over 75 years now. So has Kiwi. At least I get a little recognition. So, maybe it's your fault you didn't notice how your own son felt." He then followed his brother and sister, leaving Britain to get the same feeling as he felt when he had lost America.

"If you gave up your other children for me, then how much did you love me?"

"Too much."