How did we get to chapter 40 and I technically haven't even started writing about ww2 yet. Like how have I done this? I wanted this book to end around 20-25 chapters ago. Obviously that didn't happen and probably the next estimate won't happen either. But who cares at this point, the more the merrier. 40 chapters later over 5 hours and 30 minutes of read time and I'm still here. At least I'm way farther now then at the beginning. Well anyways I wanted to put some art on here because I haven't done that for a while now. I have 4 drawings that I will spread between 4 chapters. So the first one is my favorite boy that I haven't colored and probably will remake because I don't like it that much.

Its Russia, my favorite countryhuman. I think I have made that very clear just by my username and his appearances in some chapters. Also you can tell my hair making skills are way better then before. If I compared this to one of my first drawings when I joined the countryhuman fandom the old one would look like shit. I mean at least I know I'm making progress. Well anyways I hope you enjoy chapter 40.
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France's POV
London, Britain

I was very very worried now. Me and Britain haven't gotten anything from Czechoslovakia in weeks. I didn't know what Nazi Germany was doing but what he was planning isn't good. The worst part is that I'm the only one that is really worried about all of this. Britain is trying to do this peacefully and thinking that everything is going to be sunshine and rainbow's. If it was going to be like that then why did the Great War happen. If everything is going to be sunshine and rainbow's then why.

"We just need to figure out how to make sure no war happens, France." Britain got up from his office chair and walked over to me. "It's going to be fine, we just need to de-escalate this situation the best way possible." I started to look at the floor. "But what happens if he attacks me next? What happens if he attacks Poland, Hungary, Denmark, Belgium, even the nordic countries like Norway and Sweden?" Britain put a hand softly on my cheek. I looked at him and he gave me a reassuring smile. "none of that will happen France, a repeat of the Great War won't happen." I let out a sigh.

I couldn't believe half of the stuff Britain said. I couldn't help the worry that bubbled up in me. I had a horrible gut feeling about the future and I knew something had to go wrong at some point.

"But Britain you saw how he took over Austria and Czechoslovakia like it was nothing, it took him under a day to take over a entire country." a frown start to form on his face. "France they didn't fight back though." Britain was right, they didn't fight back but it's not like we have seen the Third Reich in battle yet. "But Britain it's not like we have seen what he can do and how strong he is. I neighbor the country, Poland also dose to. I don't know if he will attack me or them first. " Britain sighed and ran his hand through his blond hair. "There is no attacking other countries, France." "and how do you know for sure? How do you know that all of this is going to be sunshine and rainbow's?! Britain, not everything in life is sunshine and rainbow's!" Britain just looked at me in shock. I don't think he was expecting a outburst.

It was quite in the room after that. Britain was lost in his thoughts. I didn't really know what to say. How could someone think that people taking over countries at speeds like that with bloodshed or not could come out with victorys with peace? Thinking that it's going to be sunshine and rainbow's?

I know that if Nazi Germany is anything like his father then he will not back down unless blood is covering something. Not just a little bit, a lot of blood would cover some sort of surface. Peace doesn't come with bloodshed so there is no way this will end with peace. I wish it would but that wouldn't be able to happen. I have been a country representation for decades now, probably a couple of centuries now, to know that this type of stuff will end up with someone or millions of people killed.

"Britain you know that this won't end peacefully. Are you just scared for another repeat of the Great War?" he looked back at me with his bright blue eyes. "Yeah, I just don't want to put my people through that again and it's only been 20 years." I walked over to him and gave him a big hug. "I know, me to."

"Are y'all done yet?" I slightly jumped and quickly looked over at the door. "I wasn't expecting the war talk when coming here." Britain looked up from my shoulder and sighed. "America can you please give us a few more minutes." America scoffed and pushed himself off the door frame. "Well Australia is starting to get kinda annoyin' so I wanted to see what's takin' y'all so long." Britain started to rub his forehead. "Well can you stop talking like that, it's getting annoying." America then started to glare at Britain. "Well I don't want to sound like a tea addict." Britain just rolled his eyes and placed his head back down.

"Welp me and the little rascals are going to wait a little longer and if it takes more then 5 minutes I'm dragging your little behinds outta here." America turned around and started to walk down the hall where he came from. I sighed and set my head ontop of Britains and I started to pet his golden blond hair.

"That bloody child needs to learn proper English and not that excuse copy of one." I let out a little laugh from what Britain said. "I mean it's not that horrible." he looked back up at me with wide eyes. "How is it not bad?! Some of the words he says are not even words." I looked away and started to recall all the things America has said that aren't even words at all. "I mean you're not wrong." "see! It's a horrible copy of my language." I looked back at Britain and smiled. "You know it's funny seeing you ramble about something as small as a language." Britain started to frown. "It is not funny when there's cheep copys of your language." I put a fist over my mouth to keep my laughter in. "Well it's funny seeing a posh English man ranting about something." he then gasped. "I am not like that." I hummed while nodding and I looked at the door.

I sighed and looked back at Britain. "Well I think we should go to the living room now, everyone is probably getting impatient." Britain nodded and gave me a smile. "Yeah such impatient children." Britain took one of my hands into his gloved one and ran his thumb over my knuckles.

"Just know that everything is going to be okay France, we will figure it out the best way possible." my smile kind of faded from the topic that was being talked about. I gave Britain a node and he gave me one last hug before taking me to the living room.

I couldn't help the horrible feeling though. I had this feeling that something was going to happen to me and that feeling wasn't a good one at all.

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France being the paranoid self she is. I mean I would to if I was neighbors with a psychopath. I also like what I did with America. I did that because sometimes I would talk like that and I'm American so I guess it works. Yeah anyways my question making skills aren't working anymore so I'm just going to give you some of the ThirdUnion pictures I found.

Look I know Valentine's day has passed like a long time ago but it's cute. I had to put it here and probably by the time the next Valentine's day happens I will be done with this book so why not have it now then later. This is from wwxribbon on Twitter.

Kid love is always so cute you know. I may like to write angst a lot and this book shows that but I need fluff in my life. A reason why I have taken a tiny break from it. It won't go away I have to many ideas but right now is the calm before the storm. Also I don't know who this is from.

Well I hope that you have a good day/morning/night or whatever time you are reading this.

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