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Characters: England annnd YOU?
Setting/Location: The Caravan, maybe moving to the castle
Date & Time: Day 6, just as the caravan stops outside the Beasts castle
Warnings: England's potty mouth at least
Summary: England wakes up in his old room, thoroughly confused as to where he is and what's going on. So he strikes out in search of explanation (and tea).
There wasn't much more unnerving than going to steal a brief forty winks in bare, practically furnished quarters in a military base and waking up to find yourself in a much more plush room with absolutely nothing familiar about it. Well, that was a bit of a lie, much was familiar about it. From the beds to the desk with the odd device on it, the colour of the walls, even the way the world moved past the window as if he was on a train was familiar.
But familiar for some reason he couldn't remember. England was certain he'd never been here before, so why did it feel like he had?
Getting up, the island drew his pistol and headed to the window first, jumping a little as the movement suddenly shuddered to a halt. Was that... was that a castle? He stared a moment. What in the blazes? And what was he in, for that matter? Not a train, but looking down he could make out wheels and the sound of something huge moving in front.
This... this was, well, not impossible, but highly unlikely and needing some sort of explanation sharpish. He pinched himself to make sure it wasn't a dream and then headed to the door of the room. England could not be the only one here, there must be someone to explain.
He would call it a Jerry trick, but Germany could not manage something like this, surely.
Stepping out he carefully walked through corridors and down stairs, gun held at the ready in case there was a threat to be dealt with.
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