part 83 ran so far away

[aphanon_meme]

It was going to be titled after the pumpkin shortage, but, I can't handle that many shortages so I'm pretending like that isn't happening. Especially around the US Thanksgiving, too... ;3; Pumpkin, noooo. Well. Anyway!

Enjoy part 83! :)

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[lumberjack_me]

[if you were to head over to Canada's house... that is, if you remembered a) where it was, b) why you were going, and c)how to even get there, you'd find no one avaliable to answer the door. It's not that nobody's home--no, Kumajirou is raiding the kitchen, and even Canada's home.]

[He's just not seeing visitors right now.]

[lumberjack_me]

Einsamkeit!

[lumberjack_me]

cried the archdeacon

[lumberjack_me]

/chucks a brick through your window

/attached is a letter reading: "WHY SO GLUM, CHUM?"

[lumberjack_me]

[the brick thumps in, and knocks a vintage hockey roster poster to the ground]

[winces, but doesn't move]

[nerd_attack]

[hesitantly approaches the door, finally deciding to drop in and visit after hearing that Canada broke all of his toes and went on a drunken rampage, and he wouldn't answer his phone...]

[knocks]

[after no answer, he knocks again, and starts yelling]

Are you in there?

[lumberjack_me]

[in his room, under two duvets and with a pillow over his head, he hears a soft, muffled noise, but pays it no mind]

[he heaves his nine thousandth long sigh]

[nerd_attack]

Oh god damn it...

[bends down and lifts up the mat, finding the spare key that France told him would be there]

[unlocks the door and barges in, noticing the polar bear in the kitchen - he must be home...]

Canada? Are you here? Where are you?

[lumberjack_me]

[Kumajirou waddles up to you]

Who are you?

Do you have any food? That lame guy upstairs hasn't been out to get my salmon in forever. We're out of seal. I can't live like this.

[upstairs, Canada has still not moved]

[nerd_attack]

Er...

[goes up to the cabinet where he knows Canada keeps his food and puts it down on the ground in front of the bear]

[goes upstairs and walks into Canada's bedroom, and finds a lump underneath the blankets]

[shoves it]

Canada...?

[lumberjack_me]

[makes an unpleasant noise as he's shoved]

[makes no move to remove the blankets]

[his voice is hoarse, like he hasn't used it in days]

...Estonia...

[nerd_attack]

Canada!

[shoves off the blankets-]

... Oh dear god, what did you do?

[lumberjack_me]

[smells incredibly stale, like unwashed human and stale booze]

[hair is greasy and limp, and there's four days' growth of ratty stubble on his face]

[there are bruises everywhere, especially on his face and around his throat, and the bandages on his body don't look like they've been changed at all]

[looks over at Estonia slowly, with an empty expression]

You could have just text-dumped me... wouldn't have had to see me like this.

[nerd_attack]

What happened? Why are you all bruised? Why are you bandaged?

...

Oh god damn it, I'll be right back!

[walks briskly into the adjoining bathroom and turns on the bath, filling it up with warm water]

[comes back into the bedroom and rips the sheets off, revealing the extent of Canada's injuries]

Come on, I'm going to get you cleaned up.

[lumberjack_me]

[stares at the ceiling, whispering hoarsely]

I'm fine. Isn't that what you said?

I'm fine, too.

It's okay, you don't have to force yourself to be here.

[starts pulling a sheet back over his head]

I'm sorry.

[nerd_attack]

Oh, stop moping! I said I needed time to think after you dropped a bomb on me. Am I not allowed that?

[takes the sheet and throws it to the bottom of the bed again]

I came because I heard you were hurt. And I needed to talk to you!

Now, can you walk to the bath or will I have to carry you?