✪ Fourth Star: Shroomfield ✈

[undying_heroism]

[That morning started out like any other. Wake up, brush teeth, comb hair into a fabulous 'do', and head down for breakfast. Black coffee and maybe some pancakes?

Like always, Alfred's drone wife would follow the request without question, except today she decided to add in an extra ingredient. After all, when wild mushrooms popped up, of course

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Action ☆ Park

[badend_replay]

[ His club's adoring president {read: stalker} has been looking for him all day. Forgive her for being so slow in locating him. As soon as Rika figured out what those stupid mushrooms did she went off to find her friends and make sure that they were okay.

She'll walk up behind him as he's washing his hands and, being as careful as she can, reach out to tug the back of his shirt in hopes of getting his attention. ]

Alfred? It is okay. You are okay, sir. [ Though she's not sure what is wrong, Rika is pretty sure that there is something. ]

[undying_heroism]

[He would continue washing, seeming too dazed by the murky water to notice her. His lips move wordlessly.]

[badend_replay]

[ Sorry, not!not!dad. Rika's not going to let you stay this way. The mushrooms will have to suck it.

She tugs a bit more firmly this time, even trying to stick herself between him and the hand washing. Rika looks up, trying to read his lips but finding she has no skill at that. ]

Alfred?

[undying_heroism]

[Startled at suddenly seeing her, he steps back, moving his hands aside so he won't drip any bloody water on her.]

R-Rika. . .

[As soon as he perceived her, he looked away. Unable to see her. Not after all he'd done.]

Wandering the Streets

[surf_n_makai]

[Kono opens the door to find Al standing there.]

Hey, brah, wasn't expecting-

[Once she gets a good look at his face, she stops short. Something's very wrong. That's when she notices the paper he's holding out to her.

She takes it and reads it, then looks up at Al with a confused look.]

Al... no one's died. I don't even have family here.

[undying_heroism]

I. . . I was told you were on the list though.

[surf_n_makai]

[Al's so grave and somber, Kono's pretty worried. She's never seen him as anything other than upbeat and peppy.]

Are you feeling ok? If you want to come inside I can make you some coffee or some tea.

[undying_heroism]

Thanks, but I really should deliver the rest of these.

[He has his briefcase with him, stuffed to the brim with papers just like the one he just gave her. Enough for every single person and creature in Mayfield it looked like. To him, each one was a life ended far too soon.]

[filledechance]

[She'd been hesitant to open doors since she arrived, but one look out of the peephole ended up in her willingly getting a face full of somber American. He's holding out a sheet of notebook paper; not even a full sheet.

Brows furrowed in confusion as she took it, looking from the younger wouldbe!nation to the paper. Seeing her brother's name, Cosette looks back at America, clearly disbelieving]

What kind of joke is this, Amerique? You know he has not been seen once here.

[undying_heroism]

. . . It's not a joke. . .

I wish it were.

Stupid internet. I'm back!

[filledechance]

[She's not used to him being serious... and while she knows this is impossible it's clearly worrying. Maybe something was wrong with America, or his humor took a poor turn.]

...Are you quite all right? Would you like to come in for coffee? A snack?

[Because food will make him sane, surely.]

Yay!

[undying_heroism]

[shakes his head]

No, sorry. I need to finish delivering all these.

[indicates the briefcase in his hand that was filled with more telegrams like these]

park

[letunityblossom]

[Lithuania's been a bit reluctant to go outside today--half the time people see someone else in his place, and half the time he doesn't seem to be able to help at all. But still he ended up outside, attempting to talk sense into people. And now America's washing his hands in the fountain, so what else can he do but try to calm the younger nation down? He approaches uncertainly.]

America? America, are you okay?

[This is the dumbest question in the world, of course.]

[undying_heroism]

[looks towards him, his eyes just looking so, so sad. Like a kicked puppy]

Lithuania. . .

How. . .how bad is it?

[letunityblossom]

[Lithuania eases himself down next to America. His tone is very gentle; he's afraid of making things worse, but not so afraid that he won't try at all.]

Whatever you're seeing isn't real. I'm fine.

[undying_heroism]

I really can't believe it. . . Yeah, that's for sure.

[picks up a flower which looks like a scorched girl's doll or something to him, just staring down at it]

general store!!

[battymadam]

[ooooops she just got nearly tripped on. And from that, a ... very heartfelt apology, um. A little weird, but Foster reaches up and pats Alfred on the arm]

It's all right, dearie! Just be more careful next time.

[undying_heroism]

[the image he sees is a haggard little girl patting him on the arm and telling him this]

. . . I will. I promise.

God, I promise this will never happen again.

[battymadam]

[wow, bumping into people is SERIOUS BUSINESS.

Or is it?]

What's the matter, Alfred? I'm not hurt or anything.

keywords too

[undying_heroism]

Everything! The. . . the economy's in shambles. So many people are out of jobs. .