It was a gemstone. A clear, briliant gemstone. "Sealand, get ze heavy pick from ze bag," Germany said. Sealand dragged the pick over and handed it over to Germany. "Nien, Sealand. I vant you to destroy it." Sealand was astonished. "O-okay, whatever you say Germany," he replied.

     Sealand raised the pick above his head, and brought it down with one swift swing. The gemstone exploded on contact, causing small shards of crystal to fly everywhere. The explosion was so strong it threw Sealand, Germany, and Kuma backwards. Germany landed on his side and heard his arm crack. Not another injury. He thought gravely. Then he blacked out. Again.

~~~Time Skip~~~

      Germany awoke with his arm in a sling. It still hurt though. "Schie-," Germany stopped dead in mid curse when he saw all of the countries surrounding him. "Dude, are you OK?" America asked. "Of course he isn't okay," England said. "Werr, at reast he woke up," Japan added in. "Vhere is Sealand?" Germany asked. "He is in the bed across from you," France pointed out. "He's not doing to well, da?" Russia said. Germany got out of his bed and walked over to Sealand's side. "Sealand has five broken ribs, a broken finger, and one of his legs is broken. Poor dude," America said sympathetically. 

     "I propose that ve accept Sealand as a fellow country. And let him join us in all of our meetings," Germany said. All of the other countries agreed. "After arr, he did destroy the gem and saed us arr," added Japan. A nurse walked in and shooed the countries out saying, "Peter needs some rest."