Following the voices you heard coming from the front door, you paused just out of sight to try and see who was at Olivers door.
Your gaze fell on a young man, slightly taller than your crasy host and just as frighteningly mysterious. He looked nearly identical to America. His auburn hair had a cowlick in the same place, the frames for his shades were the same size and shape of Americas for his glasses. He was even wearing a bomber jacket
of sorts. All of him- his clothing, his skin- was darker than the real America.
Do what do I owe this pleasure? Oliver was saying, bouncing on the balls of his feet like a child.
I think we need to change our terms of agreement, Oliver. The man was saying irritably, crossing his arms and leaning against the doorframe. I dont see why we need to hold off at all. We should have killed the girls in the building.
Oh dear, Al, whats the fun in that? Kill them right off, how heartless. Oliver was giggling, though you personally didnt find anything you were hearing to be amusing. White-faced, you slunk down to the floor with trembling knees. Kill you? Which girls? You hated to think that anybody else was in danger as well. Besides, I thought you liked the idea of spending some time alone with the young lady~!
Al noisily sighed from the doorway, moving his dark frames up to rest on his head, revealing red irises. Thats part what I mean. Your target was what, Japans?
Russias Oliver corrected, giggling again. Why do you ask?
You wouldnt get it then. I got the Italian. He spat the word like the thought made him sick. She still hasnt shut up. The least she could do is calm down enough for me to do something worth all the crying about! Its revolting. It would have been more fun killing her quickly and painfully in front of the nations. Al had a disgusted look on his face, glaring at Oliver as he continued smiling at him. You laugh now, but you wouldnt last a day. I say we trade, see what you think then.
No, oh no Al
Oliver shook his pointer finger in Als face, grinning broadly. That would break the rules! I couldnt do that~!
Looking more irritated than ever, Al opened his mouth as though to argue his point further, only to pause with an odd look on his face. Turning slowly to glance back out of the doorway where he still stood, he frowned out into the yard, as though looking for something. He started to move away from the house, clearly distracted by something.
Well, if thats all, Ill let you go now. Oliver spoke as he closed the door in one unhurried movement. Have fun!
As the door clicked closed, you jolted out of your shocked trance and swallowed hard, backing away across the floor towards the guest room, not wanting to be caught. Now that you knew Olivers ultimate intentions with you, you felt much more of an urge to get away from the man, an even greater fear of having him near you.
You needed to get away, fast.