Pain's Universe part 6
Super short update
An ocean away, England flipped through his spellbook muttering angrily. The book wasn't helping him very much. The only information it could give him was that the symptoms might be caused due to a curse.
"What are you looking for?" the faeries said to him. They flew around him, wings shimmering in the warm glow of the lamp.
"Prussia asked me to find out what's wrong with Germany. You wouldn't happen to know would you?" The faerie nearest him, perched on his nose.
"We can't tell you," she said. "It's not our place."
England raised an eyebrow and took a sip of his tea-Earl Grey as usual. "You do know."
"We can't tell you." she repeated. "It's against the rules."
England frowned and turned another page in the book. He barely glanced at the chapter heading-potions, before flipping the page again. "Rules?"
The faerie nodded. "We can't interfere in the affairs of one's who have made pacts unless they themselves ask us." England hummed and took another sip of his tea. It made sense to him, but there was one thing…
"Say that again?" The faerie repeated what she had said. England drained his tea, flipped to the index of the book and dialed Prussia.
"Hi, Prussia…I'm going to need you to describe exactly what that weird scar looked like."
An ocean away, England flipped through his spellbook muttering angrily. The book wasn't helping him very much. The only information it could give him was that the symptoms might be caused due to a curse.
"What are you looking for?" the faeries said to him. They flew around him, wings shimmering in the warm glow of the lamp.
"Prussia asked me to find out what's wrong with Germany. You wouldn't happen to know would you?" The faerie nearest him, perched on his nose.
"We can't tell you," she said. "It's not our place."
England raised an eyebrow and took a sip of his tea-Earl Grey as usual. "You do know."
"We can't tell you." she repeated. "It's against the rules."
England frowned and turned another page in the book. He barely glanced at the chapter heading-potions, before flipping the page again. "Rules?"
The faerie nodded. "We can't interfere in the affairs of one's who have made pacts unless they themselves ask us." England hummed and took another sip of his tea. It made sense to him, but there was one thing…
"Say that again?" The faerie repeated what she had said. England drained his tea, flipped to the index of the book and dialed Prussia.
"Hi, Prussia…I'm going to need you to describe exactly what that weird scar looked like."