"Alfy why do you eat so many hamburgers?" you asked.
"Because they're yummy!" he exclaimed.
"But Alfy, they're gona make you fat! And I don't like to hang around fat boy's." you said in a tone you knew would upset him. You walked away like the popular girls in that TV show everyone watched.
"__-______" Alfred whispered.
Fifteen years later
You haven't seen Alfred since that day. You learned that when you walk away like that people don't really pay attention to you after that. You also learned that not seeing Alfred tore you apart. You feel hopelessly in love with the fool of your memories. The fool that had the perfect smile and gorgeous sleek blue eyes. Alfred Jones, the boy of your lost memories.
When you finally accepted the fact that you were in love with him it was far too late. He was in the middle of world war III, America and Germany verses Russia, Belorussia, and China. The war has been going on for 10 of the 15 years since you saw him. You didn't even know if he was okay or not. You were so worried you nearly went and added your country to the list in the war. You country was too poor to support at least 1 troop of men and still have your people protected and feed.
You didn't know what to do.
10 years of war and 15 years of not seeing her, its worse than any torture anyone can think of. Worse than losing your limbs one-by-one. Worse than slowly begging to die from multiple slashes to your body. Worse than being defeated in war. I always knew she was the one. The one to heal all my wounds. The one to be there for me when I need her to be. She would be my damsel in not-so-much-distress.
Four weeks of brutal loss in the war. China raised his white flag after losing more than half of his men to brutal bloodshed. I could tell Russia was a little upset to losing his advantage. And our troops suffered great losses and many injuries. Most of the fatalities were on my part, Germany's men are strong and can take the wounds and only get help from the paramedics and then be back on the field like nothing happened.
"Verdammt noch mal, Bastard, dass! Vhy must he be so cunning? Verdammt!"
"Shut up Germany!" Alfred demanded. "Just shut up the hero needs to come up with a plan."
"Vhat can ve do? Half our troops are injured and a lot of them are dead! Do ve can retreat or let more men die?" shouted Germany.
"I don't know that is why we are trying to come up with a plan!" Alfred shot back
"Well you better think of one quickly 'cause I just got word that Russia wants to talk to us." Germany said.
To be continued...Mabey