When Alfred woke up he felt horrible. He grabbed his glassess and looked at the clock. 10:00 am it read. Alfred eyes widen. He overslept. He tried to get up but his body doesn't want to do what he ask . It took a good 20 minutes for Alfred to walk out of his room and to go downstairs.

"Sorry, I overslept." He said hoarsely. His throat hurt as well as his head and legs. Alfred really want to go back to bed but he need to take care of the other nations first.

Arthur was the first to speak up. "Alfred, are you ok."

Alfred nod. "Of course why wouldn't I be?"

"You're face is pale and you're shaking . Have you looked at yourself in the mirror?"

Alfred shook his head as Feliciano come up and put his hand on his forehead.
"Ve~ Ludwig how can you tell if someone have a fever?"

Ludwig sigh, walking over to the two. Doing the same thing that Feliciano did. "He have a fever alright."

"How bad is it?" Matthew quietly asked. While Toris walked up holding up a thermometer. "Thank you Toris." Ludwig said as he stick the thermometer in Alfred mouth.

Alfred played around with the stick in his mouth for a bit until the angry German yelled at him to behave.

"39°C. This is bad." He said looking at the nation.

"When did you started to feel sick."

"3 days ago. " Alfred respond. "It's not that bad don't worry about ."

"Alfred do you even know how much is 39 is?" Antonio asked softly.

"That's 104 ish right?" He asked. "That can't be bad is it?"

"Are you dumb or not , it's bad!" Lovino said. While Leon asked Alfred how long have he been sick.

"About three or four days, I never really counted but don't mind me it's almost the 2nd to last day of the vacation you guys need to enjoy this time!"

"No aru, you need to stay in bed!" Yao said.

"Yao right, you need to be good so when I beat you it will when you are at the top." Ivan added.

"I'm fine, reall- WHOA!" Alfred shouted as he felt himself being lifted up . It was Berwald, who was carrying him up bridal style to the couch. He tried to get up but was quickly pushed down by Gilbert.

Alfred sigh, now there are no way to escape.

"Maybe there is something wrong with Alfred-kun country and that is why he is not feeling well." Kiku suggested.

Hercules gave Kiku the remote. "Then...we can find out on tv."

The nations all gather around the tv, as Kiku turn on the the first channel. There was nothing .

Alfred knew the first 10 channel are the American news but because of everything that been going on the news station closed down. He watch Kiku flip to the next channel and everyone's eyes glued to the tv. This was he chance. He rolled out his bed and crawl upstairs to his room.

He frown as he lock his door. Why didn't anyone stop him. Alfred knew that he was pretty big so someone would have notice him. Did they not care .

Alfred open his window , taking in what was said to be fresh air. Instead heavy stench of gas filled his air. Alfred tried to catch his breath as he realized he can't breath. Alfred chuckle. This is it , it time for him to die.

"Well if, we are going to say good bye now I would like to say, Fuck you America."

"I hate you too you know."

He took his flag and cover himself with it as a blanket. He let out a cry as he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

They did it .

Washington DC, his capital or heart have been bombed. He closed his eyes.

The white house?
Gone
All the Museum and Monument?
Gone
His people?
No longer proud to be an American .
His country?
What country?

Blood started to spill on his flag. Alfred let out another loud scream. As he hears his door being harshly knocked.

"Alfred open this door! " Someone yelled.

Alfred smiled. So they found out.
He don't want to see their pity, he don't want to see them cry. The last memory he wanted to hold was his friends smiling and laughing as they went along with Alfred.

Just Alfred.

My name is Alfred Franklin Jones. I was born in the 1400's and my birthday is somewhere in the spring . I love my little brother Matthew and Allen and my big brother Francis and Arthur.
Most people know me as America a loud idiot Who's birthday is in July 4th 1776. He don't have any brother's but have a friend name England and Japan who wish he can shut up at time. As I write this letter to all who can see it, I want to tell you my single regret. I always hide behind America and let him go his way . Is it the best way no! But I was an idiot to let him go on. Only for the week of my death did I find out that I needed friends too. So I spend time with each of them, wanting to make sure that I leave some kind of lasting memory. I don't know if I manage to achieve that but I now that the memory of the past 6 days will stick to me where ever I go .
If my friends are reading this then I just want to tell you guys .

I LOVE YOU.

Alfred put down his pen and neatly folded the letter. He pulled his blood-stained flag closer as he lay down on his bed, trying to not hear the banging .

"Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thro' the perilous fight'
O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming.
And the rockets red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
Oh, say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? " Alfred sang loudly as he can as he close his eyes .

A large smile painted at his face.

Hello, one more chapter on the way but sadly it would be a bit short, I want to improve this story a lot anyway anyone want to beta?

Oh by the way for the next story what do you guys want I still need 1 more vote for the squeal and I want to do another story. What do you guys want.

Lithuania and Poland story.

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