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A few days it was. Like Alfred had informed them, the ship stopped by another, and the captains had a meeting. It ended with the British crew forcing the others back onto their ship, and the English fleeing. Moments after hearing loud cheering on deck, the sound of heavy footsteps, and a pair of struggling voices replaced them. Soon enough, they came into view, and Romano got to see them. England had two more prisoners. One, a well built boy with blonde hair, and blue eyes, around Romano’s age, the other, identical to him…
“Feliciano!” He yelled to his brother. He looked over at Romano with tears streaming down his face. His green dress that Austria forces him to wear was torn around his neck, and shoulders. He let out a whimper before the Brit threw him and the blonde into the cell across the way. Romano ran over to the bars, and tried to reach for his brother. Fully aware that he wouldn’t be able to reach. England just laughed, and turned to leave. Romano instantly looked at Alfred, who followed England down.
“Get my brother out ‘Mr. Hero’! Or was that whole speech on how you truly are a hero bullshit?!” He shouted. Alfred just stared. He was too surprised to say anything. When he did try to, Romano turned to Captain. “And you! When are you going to tell me what the hell you’re planning! I want to get out of here, and my brother can’t be here! You promised he’d be safe!” Romano shouted, feeling tears prick at his eyes, he sunk to his knees. “You promised.” He whispered. Captain just looked at Alfred with a poker face.
“I guess it’s time you got out of here anyway. What do you think Alfred?” Captain turned to Alfred, and he nodded. He pulled out a key, and unlocked the cell that the newest prisoners were in, to transfer them into the cell across. Feliciano immediately ran to his brother, while the blonde tried to get away. Alfred was able to explain to him that he was going to get away, just not yet. After a moment, he agreed, and slowly made his way into the cell.
“So, here’s the plan I, the Hero, has been working on, with help of course from Captain.” He nodded to Captain. Captain returned the nod.
“We get a candle,” Captain pointed to the small candle placed by the entrance to the stairs. “I still have this,” Captain pulled out the small bundle of sand from the cave. “If I can manage to throw it at the candle, it will explode, and burst into flames. Creating a distraction and Alfred would ‘accidently’ drop the key, and someone would grab it. We would undo the lock, obviously, and flee in the opposite direction.” Captain gave Alfred a look to continue the plan.
“In that direction, is the door to the pantry. Weird, I know, but you can get into the pantry, then the kitchen. Just go straight. When in the kitchen, you might see the cook. He’s deaf, so he shouldn’t hear you. Just stay out of sight, and make your way to the stairs, on the other side of the cooking counter. Once upstairs, everyone should be downstairs, trying to stop the fire. In front of you, should be the dinghies. One of them will be by the edge, so all you have to do is push it over, and climb down the ropes. I’ll be up shortly after, and we’ll be off. Understood?” Everyone nodded. “Plan will be put into action tomorrow night!”
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“And you’re sure it was the Vikings?” Spain asked again. He was unsure about Alex and Toni’s claims. They both explained that the missing crew members were attacked by Vikings. Apparently, a few were decoys. Probably friendly people, who pretended to fight their allies, just to seem like they are on the same side as the Pirates. The cousins followed Captain, because Toni was worried about his friend. Good thing they did, because they were able to find out that they were kidnapped, and Vikings were to blame.
“Of course! I’m not going to lie about this! They’re important! They need to come back!” Alex shouted, and ran off. Spain looked at Toni.
“I can’t put my finger on why, but you remind me of someone. I just can’t remember who…” Toni just gave a small smile, and shrugged his shoulders.
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“Where is that ship!?” Iceland shouted. He looked out the spyglass again, only to see water, and seagulls.
“Calm down Little Brother. We’ll find the ship, don’t worry. We have so many ships out looking for it. Besides, we know who took them.” Norway tried to calm his brother down, but he couldn’t.
“I will not ‘calm down’! My girlfriend has been kidnapped! How would you feel if you suddenly couldn’t see the one you love anymore?! Especially when you don’t know what happened to them, or what’s going to happen!” Iceland put his spyglass away and stomped away, leaving Norway to his thoughts.
“I know how you feel Ice… I felt that way when we lost the Dane at sea…” Norway stared out at the sea, remembering seeing the one he started to develop feelings for, disappear during a storm, never to be found again.
“Thinking ‘bout that time ‘gain?” Sweden asked. He stood a few feet behind Norway, knowing exactly who he was thinking of.
“Of course I am. That damn idiot lost his life because he was stupid.” Norway shook his head. Slowly clearing the vivid image of the one, lost at sea.
“He might be alive y’know.” Sweden offered. “Never found his ship, crew, or him.”
“Don’t lie. We both know he died. Out of his own stupidity, he lost his life.” Norway left, leaving Sweden to stare out at sea.
“Th’n I’ll focus on the one thing that matters to me.” Sweden took a deep breath, and looked down at the small dog sitting at his feet. “I’ll find my W’fe.”
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A few days it was. Like Alfred had informed them, the ship stopped by another, and the captains had a meeting. It ended with the British crew forcing the others back onto their ship, and the English fleeing. Moments after hearing loud cheering on deck, the sound of heavy footsteps, and a pair of struggling voices replaced them. Soon enough, they came into view, and Romano got to see them. England had two more prisoners. One, a well built boy with blonde hair, and blue eyes, around Romano’s age, the other, identical to him…
“Feliciano!” He yelled to his brother. He looked over at Romano with tears streaming down his face. His green dress that Austria forces him to wear was torn around his neck, and shoulders. He let out a whimper before the Brit threw him and the blonde into the cell across the way. Romano ran over to the bars, and tried to reach for his brother. Fully aware that he wouldn’t be able to reach. England just laughed, and turned to leave. Romano instantly looked at Alfred, who followed England down.
“Get my brother out ‘Mr. Hero’! Or was that whole speech on how you truly are a hero bullshit?!” He shouted. Alfred just stared. He was too surprised to say anything. When he did try to, Romano turned to Captain. “And you! When are you going to tell me what the hell you’re planning! I want to get out of here, and my brother can’t be here! You promised he’d be safe!” Romano shouted, feeling tears prick at his eyes, he sunk to his knees. “You promised.” He whispered. Captain just looked at Alfred with a poker face.
“I guess it’s time you got out of here anyway. What do you think Alfred?” Captain turned to Alfred, and he nodded. He pulled out a key, and unlocked the cell that the newest prisoners were in, to transfer them into the cell across. Feliciano immediately ran to his brother, while the blonde tried to get away. Alfred was able to explain to him that he was going to get away, just not yet. After a moment, he agreed, and slowly made his way into the cell.
“So, here’s the plan I, the Hero, has been working on, with help of course from Captain.” He nodded to Captain. Captain returned the nod.
“We get a candle,” Captain pointed to the small candle placed by the entrance to the stairs. “I still have this,” Captain pulled out the small bundle of sand from the cave. “If I can manage to throw it at the candle, it will explode, and burst into flames. Creating a distraction and Alfred would ‘accidently’ drop the key, and someone would grab it. We would undo the lock, obviously, and flee in the opposite direction.” Captain gave Alfred a look to continue the plan.
“In that direction, is the door to the pantry. Weird, I know, but you can get into the pantry, then the kitchen. Just go straight. When in the kitchen, you might see the cook. He’s deaf, so he shouldn’t hear you. Just stay out of sight, and make your way to the stairs, on the other side of the cooking counter. Once upstairs, everyone should be downstairs, trying to stop the fire. In front of you, should be the dinghies. One of them will be by the edge, so all you have to do is push it over, and climb down the ropes. I’ll be up shortly after, and we’ll be off. Understood?” Everyone nodded. “Plan will be put into action tomorrow night!”
~x~
“And you’re sure it was the Vikings?” Spain asked again. He was unsure about Alex and Toni’s claims. They both explained that the missing crew members were attacked by Vikings. Apparently, a few were decoys. Probably friendly people, who pretended to fight their allies, just to seem like they are on the same side as the Pirates. The cousins followed Captain, because Toni was worried about his friend. Good thing they did, because they were able to find out that they were kidnapped, and Vikings were to blame.
“Of course! I’m not going to lie about this! They’re important! They need to come back!” Alex shouted, and ran off. Spain looked at Toni.
“I can’t put my finger on why, but you remind me of someone. I just can’t remember who…” Toni just gave a small smile, and shrugged his shoulders.
~x~
“Where is that ship!?” Iceland shouted. He looked out the spyglass again, only to see water, and seagulls.
“Calm down Little Brother. We’ll find the ship, don’t worry. We have so many ships out looking for it. Besides, we know who took them.” Norway tried to calm his brother down, but he couldn’t.
“I will not ‘calm down’! My girlfriend has been kidnapped! How would you feel if you suddenly couldn’t see the one you love anymore?! Especially when you don’t know what happened to them, or what’s going to happen!” Iceland put his spyglass away and stomped away, leaving Norway to his thoughts.
“I know how you feel Ice… I felt that way when we lost the Dane at sea…” Norway stared out at the sea, remembering seeing the one he started to develop feelings for, disappear during a storm, never to be found again.
“Thinking ‘bout that time ‘gain?” Sweden asked. He stood a few feet behind Norway, knowing exactly who he was thinking of.
“Of course I am. That damn idiot lost his life because he was stupid.” Norway shook his head. Slowly clearing the vivid image of the one, lost at sea.
“He might be alive y’know.” Sweden offered. “Never found his ship, crew, or him.”
“Don’t lie. We both know he died. Out of his own stupidity, he lost his life.” Norway left, leaving Sweden to stare out at sea.
“Th’n I’ll focus on the one thing that matters to me.” Sweden took a deep breath, and looked down at the small dog sitting at his feet. “I’ll find my W’fe.”
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