A Long Time Ago

Chapter 9: Memories

Kyle soon woke up from his sleep.

He felt very refreshed and looked over at Alfred.

The American was still sleeping, which made Kyle chuckle when he did.

He just sat down on the bed while thinking about what he should do.

He does feel a little hungry.

The man was in the middle of the war, he has to deal with it.

And hopefully, find a way to handle this.

Now it just made him wonder, knowing that Kiku and Maria are staying here for a few weeks, how did they even get food?

He tapped his fingers on the bed, thinking.

He might've just went to the base to get rations.

But would the soldiers get suspicious when he gets rations that are enough for 2 people?

Kiku is a clever man, he must've just came up with an excuse.

Kyle thought.

That definitely happened.

Now how is Kiku gonna get rations that are enough for 5 people?

That would definitely be very suspicious.

They should come up with another solution to handling hunger.

Because soon enough, when Kiku comes back and asks for more rations after just one day, will be enough to make him suspicious.

Kyle groaned just because he's thinking too much.
He already knew they could just share but he still accidentally used his brain again.

The hunger must be really getting to him if this is happening.

"Anything wrong, dude?"

Alfred mumbled he was awake too.

"Did I wake you up, mate?"

Kyle asked with his head tilted to one side.

Alfred shook his head no, as he just woke up on his own.

"I was just thinking."

Kyle said, responding to Alfred's question when he just woke up.

"I was feeling a little hungry...so I'm thinking about how to get food without asking Kiku to get some."

He explained what he was thinking earlier.

Alfred paid close attention, for some reason. Kyle didn't mind though.

"I know, dude. I'm feeling a little hungry too."

Alfred said. His stomach suddenly growled.
Right at the perfect time.

"Very hungry, apparently. Last time I ate was a few days ago, I think."

Two of them had gone to wars before, so both of them were kind of used to hunger.

But at the end of the war, Alfred would always cry because he wants food.

° ° °

It was the end of World War 1.

Everyone was obviously relieved.

It was tiring, but they still have things to handle, but at least the main thing is done now.

Arthur sighed in relief when the war finally ended.

Vladimir, the personification of Romania was sitting on a chair, reading a book while sweating a little.