{8 years later}
"HUAH!" Confederate sprang out of bed and onto the chilled creaky floorboards, he ran downstairs and smelt a pastry cooking in the oven."MOMMMMM!"
France jumped but then turned around and saw confederate running towards her and Canada. He ran so fast that he couldn't stop and rammed into Britain who was just walking through the door.
"CONFEDERATE!" yelled Britain who's new suit was stained with tea and wrinkled. America came down and helped confederate and Britain get up. "DADDD!" America cried out, "it's our 13th birthday! Can we have so-" Britain stopped America in his words and said, "You need to help me with other countries. Confederate is grounded" Confederate gave the 'okkkkkk' look and walked away.
While America and confederate were in their room Confederate showed America how he got out and they both broke out. America went to Russia's house and Confederate dragged behind a little still being sore from his pocket knife accident.
Just then he looked at his hand and saw that it was fading away. He started to panic and looked to see if America had seen him, he sighed with relief and put a coat on. He put his hand in his pocket and tried to catch up with America who was already knocking on the door.
When he got there he hugged USSR and he bent down so Confederate could tell him something.
"Mr. USSR, may I speak with you?"USSR said ok and they both went to the living room while Russia and America played.
"So? What's wrong?" said USSR. Confederate looked down and paused for a moment, he then took his coat off and showed USSR. "you.." USSR muttered, "why didn't you tell your father first!!" USSR seemed furious "get out of MY house and go show him!!" Confederate was in complete shock, "Wh- ok!" Confederates' voice sounded of a girl on helium, he ran out of the house leaving his jacket on the couch.
America and Russia came darting down to see what had happened. "Dad? What happened..?" Russia said with panic in his voice. " nothing-" USSR said assuringly.
When Confederate got home he stepped into his father's workspace where he was passed out on a pile of crumpled paper. "Father.." Confederate mumbled still in shaken by the reaction of USSR. "What," he said half-asleep, "uh- I- mmm.. " He went by his desk and showed his hand. Britains eyes widened and he started to tear up as Confederates' hand was withering away.
They stood in silence nothing but his father trying not to cry.
"Dad?" Confederate stared at his father who was tearing up looking at his hand.
"What did USSR say?..." Britain said quietly to Confederate, but he stayed quiet and swiftly moved his head down to his chest.
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. . . At USSR's house . . .
America sat down with Russia and USSR and they all sat there quietly for a minute.
USSR sighed and took his ushanka off and placed the weathered, old hat on his lap. This shocked Russia as his dad never took off his ushanka unless he was in the shower or asleep.
America looked up at Soviet and just stared at him.
USSR cleared his throat and looked up at the two boys. "America.." he said with firmness in his voice.
America started to get worried and wondered where confederate was. "Your brother he-" USSR paused for a moment and then continued, "his hand is fading, And I wanted to check in on you." America slipped his glove off and low and behold he as well had a crack, but it was exactly as confederates.
America looked at his hand in disbelief while USSR and Russia both had a shocked/sad look on their faces. " I THOUGHT FADING IS A FOLKS TALE!" yelled America, USSR hugged America calming him down. "I suppose not anymore.." he said whilst holding America in place.
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