Hapiness is Pain

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I put my arm around Slovakias shoulders.

"It's going to be okay." I try to comfort them.

They shake their head.

"How can you be so sure?"

I'm not. I really don't know what's going to happen to us.


















You wake up to piano music being played from downstairs.

Who is playing piano this early in the morning?

You get up and stretch, making your back pop. You then leave your room and look downstairs to see UK and Russia sitting on the couch together, reading some books that your parents had in their huge bookshelves. Germany and Poland were playing Piano together.

I didn't know those two could get along with each other. I wonder if they're feeling okay. You smile to yourself.

Romania and Belarus watched them silently. USA was talking about something to Ireland who was listening with a bored face expression, while Norway had already fallen asleep.

"Morning." You say, walking downstairs. The usual chorus-wave of 'good morning' in different languages greeted you. You take slice of bread and listen to your friends continuing what they were doing before you had interrupted them.

"We should leave soon." Germany suggests after you were done eating.

You nod. Everyone else starts to get up and put their shoes on.

Ireland slaps Norways leg to wake him up, making him jump out of his skin.

"Au." He says, glaring at Ireland, who got up chuckling to himself.



















"India? India!" I yell, my throat sore and eyes heavy.

Canada puts her hand on my shoulder and shakes her head.

I turn to the other countries in our group.

Their eyes were left from all hope.

Suddenly the ground beneath me started spinning.

I sat down slowly and rested my head in my hands.

This can't be real.



















You look up. The castle towered up above you now, white walls and blue roofs towered into the sky.

"How do you pronounce the castle again?" You ask Germany.

"Neuschwanstein." He says.

"Why such a complicated name?" Poland asks.

"And your names aren't complicated?" Germany asks raising an eyebrow.

"Let me guess. You spell the castle with no separate words at all? It's just one word?" Russia grins.

"Yes." Germany says.

"Yeah, where did that come from? How come you have super long and combined words for everything?" USA asks.

"Because you can just say what you mean without having to describe it. It's way more direct. I don't have to say: I'm going to leave the day after tomorrow. I just say: Ich gehe übermorgen. And the case is settled." Germany shrugs.

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