Brotherhood (New Zealand Countryhumans)

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New Zealand's POV:

I woke up screaming again. I sat up in bed and hugged Cloudy tightly, looking out the window. Little sunlight was pouring in. At least I didn't have to wait for the morning again. These stupid dreams plagued my mind ever since I moved away from Aussie. Canada didn't seem like he was getting much sleep either. We hardly talked to each other.

Now that I think about it, the only thing we do is acknowledge each other at breakfast and continue on with our day. The only thing to look forward to is dinner with Aussie and America. Although, not even Aus and America say much when we visit.

Going to work with Mum was getting boring. The first few days were all right, but, when I found out that Denmark only came on certain days and Germany only comes if his actual dad can't take care of him, I felt more lonely. On the bright side, my Lego skills were getting better.

I would spend several hours in that chilly room, building and breaking small Lego structures while Nada watched the TV. He didn't want to play, let alone notice me. The days seemed to get darker, and I felt more lonely and abandoned.

A small sound caught my attention. It was a ringing sound. I climbed out of bed with Cloudy at my side. I slowly followed the constant ringing and made my way into the kitchen. I saw the phone. I looked around. The house was cold and quiet except for the ringing.

I felt nervous. I should have ignored the phone, but I couldn't. I had seen Mum answer it so many times; I wanted to hear who she was talking to. I picked up the phone and held it to my ear as I had seen Mum do.

"The boys have run away!!" I heard a person shout. It took me a second in my tired state to realise the voice was UK.

"Wh-what?" I asked anxiously.

"Australia and America ran away, I can't find them!!" UK continued to yell.

"I-I" I stuttered. I felt a hand on my shoulder. I calmed down as Mum took the phone from my hand. I hugged her leg, her pyjama pants were soft, I was on the verge of sobbing. I could see her expression change as she listened into the call. She stroked my head to calm me down.

"What is going on?" I heard Canada yawn from behind me. I looked over at him. Everything was so confusing and scary. Canada walked over to me and grabbed my hand. He took me into the lounge where we sat on the couch.

"Do you know what is happening?" He asked. I briefly understood, but I felt so scared. I nodded.

"America and Aussie have run away," I mumbled.

"I must be the only sibling who doesn't," He laughed. I wasn't up for jokes. With the nightmare I had last night mixed with the sudden news, I wasn't sure what I would do.

"Boys, I need to drop you two off at Spain's house, I'll pick you up later okay? Something has happened and needs to be dealt with," Mum spoke for the kitchen looking out to us with a sad but neutral expression still holding her phone in the other she had her car keys.

Maori's POV:

I had finished tying up Australia and America. I couldn't have them leaving straight away. I needed answers from them; I know this wasn't the best way to treat guests, but as long as they answer me there is no need to be extreme.

I walked into the kitchen and started making breakfast for myself and preparing something for the sleeping boys in my living room. I hummed a small tune to myself as I was walking around the kitchen. I started thinking of good questions to ask. Well, there were only a few things to ask, but I needed to make sure I was prepared.

I sat down in front of the tied-up bodies of America and Australia and started eating my breakfast. I started singing my song out loud in hopes it would make the boys wake up. It seemed to work. I noticed America's eyes open, and then I heard Australia yawn.