England was cursing up a storm as he tapped his fingers on the steering wheel in the middle of traffic. "Calm down, its not end of the world you know..."

"You do you realize what I did could be putting people's lives in danger! More so America..." Scotland laugh and ruffled English hair from the back sea. "It wasn't your fault... I mean, anyone could mess up a spell or two," England growled in anger and started moving forward again his finger still tapping on the steering wheel. "England please calm down before you cause an accident..."

England sighed. "I'm sorry Whales, I'm just really on edge right now..." He looked out the window as a traffic came to stop on once again and rubbed the back of his neck. "I just really hope America stays home..." Whales smiled "You know how America is, he might he might come late all the time but he always shows up. Like he says 'The hero must always must be there to protect his people,"

Germany quickly move from this spot over to America helping him up off the floor. "America are you alright?" America didn't say anything, he was still shaking with fear. "S-Scales, scales..."

"What?"

"S-Slcales! There on my skin! G-Get them of!" Germany took him to a chair and shook his head. "You don't have any scale...it's just a rash America." America shook his head and pointed to the mirror "You don't fucking see them!?" Germany looked at the mirror and shook his head "No, all I see is the rash..." he paused and looked at Canada. "Do you mind taking to your brother outside for some fresh air?" Canada shook his head "No I don't mind at all,"

Germany nodded and stood up, facing the many nations who looked confused or scared. "The meeting will be going on a longer break than expected, you all may go to your hotel rooms or do whatever you do... " The country is looked at each other before they started packing their things to leave. Knowing he'll be the one to have to clean this up himself, german set off to find the mop.

"Canada...I think I just made a fool of myself in there." Canada laugh slightly and smiled. "You didn't make a fool of yourself," he smiled adjusting America a bit on his shoulders. "All you did was throw up, by the way... what did you eat the turn your vomit that black?" Canada shutter thinking about it and tried to burn the thought from his mind. "I don't know, I haven't been eating much lately. I don't think I've eaten anything since last afternoon..." Canada's eyes widen. "Y-You haven't eaten... America not eating? Are you sure you're ok?" America nodded "Yeah I'm fine, I just need some air like Germany said,"

"You been putting off lately maybe, you should go see a doctor or something." America laughed. "The hero never gets sick and besides my doctor wouldn't know what to do with these scales on my skin!"

"America-no... nevermind." Canada shook his head, he didn't want to get in an argument with his brother about these 'scales', he would just let things be for now...

here's another chapter, expect a new one next week or Sunday!