Tonga's POV:
Well, this went very wrong.
I had been waiting outside and watched the whole thing happen. Maybe I made a mistake letting Dolphin do this.
I opened the door and walked in, ready for anything. I saw UK walked back up the stairs with that knife still stuck in his back. He looked tired, so I decided to help him out a little bit.
"Hey bro, you look a little hurt, let me help," I smiled as I walked over to him. Before he could do anything I ripped the knife out of his back and yelled in pain. It was music to my ears. Holding the bloody knife, I ran upstairs. If there are any kids reading this, only run with blades if it's a matter of life and death, not just for fun. You need a special licence to run with knives for fun.
I hid in what seemed to be a bathroom and locked the door. I could still hear UK grumbling in pain. He was very weak now. Good. I wasn't much for stabbing and I don't really like blood, so I ran the knife under the water in the sink, making sure to wash away all the blood.
It was quite satisfying watching it swirl down the drain. I placed the knife under the sink and listened to the sound of UK muttering as he walked past the bathroom. Once I was sure he was far enough away, I opened the door and darted back downstairs.
I ran to the entrance of the cellar and managed to force the door open. I ran down stairs quickly to see Tuvalu laying unconscious near Maori. Maori looked up at me accusingly.
"Just take her to safety," Maori snapped. I knelt down and slowly picked up Tuvalu's limp body.
"You come too," I said.
"I can't, I'm chained. But go get help for Dolphin," She said. I nodded and swung Dolphin over my shoulder so she would be easier to carry. I was able to get up stairs. I didn't look back, but I could feel my shirt become wet from Dolphin's wounds.
I needed to get out of the house, quick. I located the exit, but UK was already guarding it. He looked angry, but I knew he wasn't going to win this. Repositioning Dolphin again so my hands were free, I picked a photo frame on a nearby table and threw it at UK. I hit him in the head and it seemed to stun him.
Thinking quickly, I ran towards him, knocking him over and getting to the door. I fumbled with the handle for a couple of seconds before unlocking it and getting freedom to the outside. I didn't stop running until I was out of visual range from the house.
It was dark and I was tired. But, even worse, Dolphin was hurt badly. I made it to the base of a tree where I laid Dolphin down and I leant up against it. I could just make out the rising and falling of Dolphin's chest. That was important.
As I tried to regain my thoughts, I heard a couple of people pass by. I knew Dolphin needed help, so I alerted them.
Kazakhstan's POV:
As I trailed behind Ukraine and Canada, I thought about the food I was going to eat. The more I thought, the more my stomach agreed. But the speed in which Canada and Ukraine were walking was torturous.
"This is great and all, but I'm hungry," I complained.
"We will be there soon," Canada explained. Canada and Ukraine continued talking. I started to get bored but I kept my mouth shut.
"Hey! We need help!" Someone shouted. We all stopped and looked towards the bushes where the voice was coming from. It didn't take long for the stranger to approach us.
"Canada! Oh thank god it's you!" The person said, pulling Canada into a huge hug. I could sense jealousy in Ukraine's actions.
Canada seemed confused and pushed this person away.
"Who are you?" He asked.
"You never met me but I have heard about you. My name is Tonga and Little Dolphin needs help!" He panicked.
"Dolphin?!" Canada seemed worried now.
"Follow me!" Tonga said. Canada ran off after him as Ukraine and I followed a little more slowly.
"What the hell happened?!" I heard Canada shout. The urgency in his voice caught my attention and interest, so I walked a little faster.
A little girl was lying under a tree and I could make out a dark wet patch on her shirt. Tonga picked the girl up and again and started talking to Canada, explaining what happened. I listened in and it seemed pretty brutal.
"We can take her to my place! Mom is always more than willing to look after hurt kids." Canada said.
"Good idea," Tonga responded.
"Oh, yeah. Here take this money, just keep walking down this street and you will reach the restaurant, buy yourself something to eat," Canada said to us, handing Ukraine some money.
"Okay, be safe," Ukraine called out to Canada as he ran off. As soon as Canada was out of sight, I noticed Ukraine looked a little more disappointed, but he looked down at the money and then back at me.
"Let's get something to eat and maybe we bring back some chips," Ukraine said to me. I nodded and we walked down the street as Canada had explained. We made it to a pretty dirty looking restaurant and we walked inside.
Walking up to the counter and observing the menu, we start calculating how much we can get with the money we were given. We ordered and sat down at a table, waiting for our food.
Ukraine was looking a little depressed and in the light of the restaurant, I could see the cut in Ukraine's cheek that slowly bleed. He noticed me looking at it.
"I'm fine. It's just a little scratch," He muttered. Soon enough, the food came and I wasn't expecting to be served this much food.
I immediately dug into the food presented before while Ukraine just took small bites.
Sometimes I wonder what goes on in his head.