Arthur woke up in a hospital room. "What's going on?" Doctors turned around to look at him. A long silence. "You got hurt." "How?" "It's best... It's best if you remember on your own." "Huh?" "You will remember. It may be in a day, in a year, in a decade, but you will remember." "Okay?" "If you feel okay, you may go home." That's when he realized that Japan and Prussia were both sitting in the room. "Oh, uh, hey Kiku and Gilbert..." They looked nervous. "Oh, hello, Arthur. I am glad you woke up." Japan said. "Uh, yeah..." Prussia followed. England raised an eyebrow. "Well, we're going home, right?" "Yeah..." --- When England returned home, everything seemed normal. Alfred was still there. So was France. Why was France here? "Bonjour, Arthur. I'm glad you're okay." "I'm so confused." "About what, mon ami?" "What happened?" "I am sorry, ami, but I cannot tell you. Doctor's orders." Prussia and Japan looked at each other. How many drugs had they given him?