The Baby Problem

Behind the eyepatch

South Korea's POV:

I am currently in America's car, with Japan and America obviously, going to Soviet's house. America was able to use the license plate to find where the house was located, which was easily done since he only needed to put in the numbers on the computer and then the information would pop up. I honestly expected for the computer to take a while before retrieving the information but it surprised me when it only took a few seconds for it to get that information.

I sighed as I looked out through the window, watching how the buildings slowly started to get replaced by tall pines. According to the GPS, Soviet's house is somewhere hidden in the forest, away from the city. No wonder no one has seen him.

I really hope that Soviet didn't do anything to my little brother. If he did something, if he hurt North..... I would never forgive myself for being so irresponsible. I just can't go on if I know that North got hurt because I wasn't responsible enough to look after him. I just really hope that North is alright.

(Time skip, due to lack of motivation)

Third Person's POV:

America's car was parked near the large house of the Soviet Union. The three countries waiting for the right opportunity to strike. They really hadn't thought about the possible guards that were literally everywhere. They wondered how they may pass through and get North without anyone noticing.

Soviet on the other hand was inside his home feeding North a bottle of milk which North was almost done with. After North finished it, Soviet put the bottle away. "So what do you want to do, little guy?" Soviet asked while he held North. North looked outside the window and said, "baaaeeeee!" Soviet chuckled, "so I guess we will go outside then."

Soviet started to walk to the front door, hugging North close to him. He then went outside and walked towards the forest away from his house and the guards. North looked around in wonder, trying to see all of the trees and listening to birds singing. North was enjoying the forest which can be seen by his smile and occasional giggling. Soviet smiled at North as he watched his amusement to the forest. Soviet continued walking for a while before stopping near a creek. North tried to reach the creek, wanting to play and splash in the water. Soviet chuckled at North. "I'm afraid that you're too small to play there... you'll get swept away in that water current if I let you in," Soviet stated while North made some small upset noises.

South Korea, Japan, and America had noticed Soviet walking to the forest with North Korea... alone. They took that opportunity to follow them. South Korea tried to get a glimpse of his brother to see if he was alright but Soviet was always in the way and America kept on pulling him back into their hiding places. South just wanted to make sure North was alright but he had to wait until Soviet was far away enough so they can take North back. Japan was quietly listening to what Soviet said and trying to make her presence as unnoticeable as possible.

Soviet continued walking, next to the creek. North continued to look at the water with amazement and curiosity. He really wanted to go in there and touch the water and the cold smooth stones that hid behind the water. Soviet looked at North from time to time when walking. He also listened to the sounds from the forest, the soft wind in the trees, the bird's chirping, the water, a suspicious twig breaking... Soviet stopped walking when he heard a twig break. America wasn't being careful to where he placed his foot and accidentally stepped on a twig causing the noise. America, Japan, and South froze and tried to not make any sound, so Soviet will hopefully walk away and not come here to investigate the sound. Soviet stared at where the sound came from and slightly squinted his eye to see if there was anything there. After what seemed a whole eternity Soviet continued his walk, assuming a squirrel made the noise. The three countries let out a breath they were holding, feeling relieved that they weren't caught.