Remember that one warm spring day Doitsu? We were sitting on the cool grass, enjoying a picnic that I prepared. I cooked that food with all my heart, and it took a long time, and right in the middle of us eating, America came over to us, and started talking to you. You stopped eating and got up to talk, muttering a quick apology to me. I saw you get up and leave... The picnic was getting cold. I ate the rest slowly, eyeing the ants around. One got too close to my precious food. My boot took care of it.

The next day nations were stunned. It appeared that America had died last night. England seemed hit by it worst of all. His eyes were blank with tears silently slipping out. He was too sad to let out a sound as he cried. I pitied him, so I walked over to him and gave him a hug. To my surprise, he hugged back. I patted his head, and told him that everything would be alright. He nodded at me. You then went over to England to say something. What you were saying, I couldn't quite make out. You nodded at England and walked away. I ran up to you and asked if would like to come to my place for dinner. You politely denied, saying you were going to England's, something about a treaty. I smiled at you, saying that it was ok, and walked away. My eyes were glued to the earth the entire time.

Even more nations were scared the next day. How could two strong nations be taken down two days in a row? Everyone pointed to you. You were the one who visited them on the night of their death, so it was only natural for them to think so. However, me and Japan knew you didn't do it. We knew you wouldn't do something like that, Doitsu. Both me and Japan decided to stay at your place one night, to protect you from the other mean nations. Remember that? I wished to comfort you with all of my heart, but while I was making the pasta for dinner, Japan made his move. He was talking softly to you, saying that the other nations were bakas for believing that you killed America and England, as you had made peace with them after World War Two. I started stabbing the tomatoes several times before adding them to the sauce. I faked my smile, and served the pasta to you and the other one. I asked to speak with the other one after dinner. I took out my knife, and got rid of him. I was the only one you needed, right? That was when you walked in. I smiled kindly at you. You became wide-eyed and stepped back, then you started yelling. Accusing me of being a murderer. I shook my head. It wasn't murder. I just disposed of those other people, the others that didn't matter. Why? You asked. You became sad, and scared. You crouched down to Japan, asking me why, saying that they didn't deserve it. Why were you on their side? Wasn't I the only one that mattered? Fine, you may join them... Leave me alone in this dark world... All alone... But no matter. I will find someone else in this world. Someone who only needs me...