By then, Hungary was pretty much sobbing. She had soaked Prussia's shirt with the salty liquid and still more came out. She understood that Prussia wanted to help her, but she was just so scared still. She felt weak because of this. She was frightened and didn't want to go to her home, even if Prussia was wlling to help. It was making her get extremely emotional. The pain seemed to be getting worse as well as they continued to talk about it and she continued to cry. "I... I know they'll keep destroying things... I know that they want to see me in pain, and I want to stop them, but... But I just have a feeling I won't be able to! They're so strong- they keep on burning me down, basically. Even if I'm a nation, they have the upper hand because they can destroy me before I get to them." Suddenly, a shudder ran through her body and she let out a cry of pain. She managed to glance at the T.V. screen, and the monument was collapsing on itself. It was causing her such extreme pain...
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New Zealand set the glue aside and began trying to piece together the utmost bottom pieces. It was a little complicated, and she had to keep on pulling pieces out and put new ones in. She finally got it done and grabbed the super glue. She glued two pieces together and waited for a little. The glue had to settle for a short amount of time before she continued. She then glued a third and fourth piece on, waiting once more. It looked like this would take some time, so she decided to start up a conversation. "So... I remember that before you got into that huge fight with me and Australia," She didn't feel like usng the Australian's nickname at the moment. "You had a little boy with you that sort of looked like you in a way. Who was that?" She asked him, now glueing on a fifth and sixth piece.
(((And New Zealand is talking about Alaska because Iggy can't think and Prince was playing Alaska. |D)))
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After a while, Sealand had gotten bored of looking for specific items on people, and decided to count the window. He counted up to thiry-two before he couldn't see anymore. He started to count the small, red dots in the stitching of the blue plane seats. This one would take a while and bored him completely out of his mind, but he didn't really care. Hey, if it was a way to entertain himself on this long flight, he'd go for it. Plus, he wasn't tired and therefore really couldn't fall asleep.