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Chapter 2
Greece took a sip of his tea. It was saffron tea, his favorite. When Turkey had found out first that Greece liked tea he gave him the worst brands. It had taken a couple of days of hinting for Turkey to take the hint about it and for him to stop buying him that awful earl gray that England liked. However, what he tasted now didn’t taste exactly like his favorite brand of tea. It was definitely saffron, but there was something different about it. Furrowing his eyebrows, he took another sip. He looked up, and what he saw startled him.
Egypt was smiling at him maliciously. He reeled back a little bit and started to scream, or rather tried. He found he couldn’t, his tongue felt like lead in his mouth and seemed to garble of his words together. He tried to say,” What did you do to me?” but all that came out was “At di oo doota ma.” It was rather pathetic.
His head was spinning and everything became a blur. With a clatter and a smash he dropped his teacup. He might have heard Turkey yell his name, but he wasn’t quite sure. That made him think though; where was Turkey? Shouldn’t the old man be done with his potty break by now?
Soon the darkness started to invade his vision. The last thing he saw before he completely passed out was Egypt.

Egypt went out side to where his truck was. He could take all the time he needed; Turkey was already taken care of. Earlier on he had broken into the house. (Turkey and Greece hadn’t heard him for… reasons he’d rather not think about.) While in the house he’d found a way to jam the door with out anyone noticing until this point. (Turkey would get out eventually.) He’d know that it wouldn’t be used during the morning because they seemed to always skip breakfast and stay upstairs for the duration of the morning. He knew this because he had a 24/7 surveillance of the house. (Okay, maybe he was a bit stalkerish.) Still, he’d been sure to come at a rather early part in the afternoon just in case. He also made sure to wait about the right amount of time the average person would take to use the restroom. The fact that the first person to go to the bathroom had been Turkey and they hadn’t used it earlier was pure luck.
Still smiling from the successfulness of his plan Egypt got the rope from the backseat of his truck. Practically skipping inside the tied up Greece and dragged him into his car. The sound He would get rid of whatever spells this man had put on Turkey.

Turkey tried to open the door, but it refused to open. He jiggled and pushed on the doorknob, it still didn’t budge an inch. After a few more attempts of this he stood back and ran into the door. It never moved. He ran into it a few more times before giving it a break and sitting on the toilet lid.
It was then he heard what sounded like a held back scream. Intrigued, he pressed his ear to the door. Then he heard what sounded to be a bunch of jumbled together words that also seemed to come from Greece. Then he heard the smashing of one of their porcelain teacup and he knew something was wrong.
“Hera!” He yelled and ran into the door again. He cursed the enforced doors they had gotten.
He ran into it again and again. The wood of the door met his shoulder multiple times until his shoulder hurt. Even then he just switched shoulders and did it again.
What was happening, he thought as the door opened and closed multiple times.
Eventually he just had to call someone. Fishing through his pocket he found his phone and dialed a memorized number.
“Hello? May I ask who is calling?” Asked the voice on the other line.
“Hello, this is Sadik… Yeah, can you come over?... I’m locked in the bathroom… Please don’t asked questions… Please hurry… Thank you.” Turkey hung up still wondering what the heck was going on.

Egypt heard a groan coming from the back of his truck. Turning around he saw a tied up Greece start to stir from his deep induced sleep. Smiling, he pulled over and got out of the car. He walked around to the side door and opened it up with a cocky grin plastered on his face.
He threw open the door to a now fully awake Greece. Sneering at him, he took in his handy work. Greece was effectively tied up with his hands out in front of him and his legs also bound together. There was a handkerchief in his mouth that was held in place with more rope.
Greece tried to talk, but all that came out was a bunch of muffled noises. Egypt laughed maniacally, but then stopped at Greece’s confused look. Now it was time to explain it all.
“Alright, Greece, I guess this is the time where I must explain all of my actions and explain how I am going to ruin your evil scheme!” Egypt shouted and Greece looked even more confused.
“Well, I’ve been wondering how Turkey could ever be with you. Then, of course, it hit me. You must have cast a spell on him. So, I am intent on discovering on how you did and to break that spell so that Turkey will be with me.”
Egypt has gone completely mad, Greece thought.

The door to the bathroom opened to reveal a worried Japan standing there. Sadik stepped out of the bathroom looking equally as worried. He quickly rushed past him to the living room and took everything in. There wasn’t anyone in there and the only vestige of the nations that used to be here was a broken teacup and spilt tea on the carpet.
“Do you-?” Turkey started, but Japan shook his head.
“Turkey-kun, I-I don’t know if this will help, but found a n-note,” Japan said and handed a note to Turkey, who now just looked confused.
“Umm…” Turkey said.
“Just read it,” Japan told him firmly.
Turkey opened up the note; it read:
Sadik-
Nobody deserves you but I. That Greek certainly doesn’t at least. So this has led me to believe that he has you under his spell. Do not worry though, I will break that spell and we can be together without that interfering Greek. I will have you eventually.
XOXOXOXO
-Gupta
“Japan, what was blocking the door?” Turkey asked angrily.
Japan held out a piece of white cloth. Turkey took it and threw it on the floor with a swear. The other just looked startled.
Egypt is sick, Turkey thought. Completely sick.
Then a maniacal grin lit up his features. He was going to make Egypt pay.
“I’m going to… Egypt,” Turkey managed through his rage.
A slight pressure landed on Turkey’s shoulder and he turned around to face Japan.
“I will help you,” Japan told him. It was then Turkey realized that Japan had his katana with him. Turkey was mad, but he couldn’t help but feel bad for Egypt.

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Chapter 2
Greece took a sip of his tea. It was saffron tea, his favorite. When Turkey had found out first that Greece liked tea he gave him the worst brands. It had taken a couple of days of hinting for Turkey to take the hint about it and for him to stop buying him that awful earl gray that England liked. However, what he tasted now didn’t taste exactly like his favorite brand of tea. It was definitely saffron, but there was something different about it. Furrowing his eyebrows, he took another sip. He looked up, and what he saw startled him.
Egypt was smiling at him maliciously. He reeled back a little bit and started to scream, or rather tried. He found he couldn’t, his tongue felt like lead in his mouth and seemed to garble of his words together. He tried to say,” What did you do to me?” but all that came out was “At di oo doota ma.” It was rather pathetic.
His head was spinning and everything became a blur. With a clatter and a smash he dropped his teacup. He might have heard Turkey yell his name, but he wasn’t quite sure. That made him think though; where was Turkey? Shouldn’t the old man be done with his potty break by now?
Soon the darkness started to invade his vision. The last thing he saw before he completely passed out was Egypt.

Egypt went out side to where his truck was. He could take all the time he needed; Turkey was already taken care of. Earlier on he had broken into the house. (Turkey and Greece hadn’t heard him for… reasons he’d rather not think about.) While in the house he’d found a way to jam the door with out anyone noticing until this point. (Turkey would get out eventually.) He’d know that it wouldn’t be used during the morning because they seemed to always skip breakfast and stay upstairs for the duration of the morning. He knew this because he had a 24/7 surveillance of the house. (Okay, maybe he was a bit stalkerish.) Still, he’d been sure to come at a rather early part in the afternoon just in case. He also made sure to wait about the right amount of time the average person would take to use the restroom. The fact that the first person to go to the bathroom had been Turkey and they hadn’t used it earlier was pure luck.
Still smiling from the successfulness of his plan Egypt got the rope from the backseat of his truck. Practically skipping inside the tied up Greece and dragged him into his car. The sound He would get rid of whatever spells this man had put on Turkey.

Turkey tried to open the door, but it refused to open. He jiggled and pushed on the doorknob, it still didn’t budge an inch. After a few more attempts of this he stood back and ran into the door. It never moved. He ran into it a few more times before giving it a break and sitting on the toilet lid.
It was then he heard what sounded like a held back scream. Intrigued, he pressed his ear to the door. Then he heard what sounded to be a bunch of jumbled together words that also seemed to come from Greece. Then he heard the smashing of one of their porcelain teacup and he knew something was wrong.
“Hera!” He yelled and ran into the door again. He cursed the enforced doors they had gotten.
He ran into it again and again. The wood of the door met his shoulder multiple times until his shoulder hurt. Even then he just switched shoulders and did it again.
What was happening, he thought as the door opened and closed multiple times.
Eventually he just had to call someone. Fishing through his pocket he found his phone and dialed a memorized number.
“Hello? May I ask who is calling?” Asked the voice on the other line.
“Hello, this is Sadik… Yeah, can you come over?... I’m locked in the bathroom… Please don’t asked questions… Please hurry… Thank you.” Turkey hung up still wondering what the heck was going on.

Egypt heard a groan coming from the back of his truck. Turning around he saw a tied up Greece start to stir from his deep induced sleep. Smiling, he pulled over and got out of the car. He walked around to the side door and opened it up with a cocky grin plastered on his face.
He threw open the door to a now fully awake Greece. Sneering at him, he took in his handy work. Greece was effectively tied up with his hands out in front of him and his legs also bound together. There was a handkerchief in his mouth that was held in place with more rope.
Greece tried to talk, but all that came out was a bunch of muffled noises. Egypt laughed maniacally, but then stopped at Greece’s confused look. Now it was time to explain it all.
“Alright, Greece, I guess this is the time where I must explain all of my actions and explain how I am going to ruin your evil scheme!” Egypt shouted and Greece looked even more confused.
“Well, I’ve been wondering how Turkey could ever be with you. Then, of course, it hit me. You must have cast a spell on him. So, I am intent on discovering on how you did and to break that spell so that Turkey will be with me.”
Egypt has gone completely mad, Greece thought.

The door to the bathroom opened to reveal a worried Japan standing there. Sadik stepped out of the bathroom looking equally as worried. He quickly rushed past him to the living room and took everything in. There wasn’t anyone in there and the only vestige of the nations that used to be here was a broken teacup and spilt tea on the carpet.
“Do you-?” Turkey started, but Japan shook his head.
“Turkey-kun, I-I don’t know if this will help, but found a n-note,” Japan said and handed a note to Turkey, who now just looked confused.
“Umm…” Turkey said.
“Just read it,” Japan told him firmly.
Turkey opened up the note; it read:
Sadik-
Nobody deserves you but I. That Greek certainly doesn’t at least. So this has led me to believe that he has you under his spell. Do not worry though, I will break that spell and we can be together without that interfering Greek. I will have you eventually.
XOXOXOXO
-Gupta
“Japan, what was blocking the door?” Turkey asked angrily.
Japan held out a piece of white cloth. Turkey took it and threw it on the floor with a swear. The other just looked startled.
Egypt is sick, Turkey thought. Completely sick.
Then a maniacal grin lit up his features. He was going to make Egypt pay.
“I’m going to… Egypt,” Turkey managed through his rage.
A slight pressure landed on Turkey’s shoulder and he turned around to face Japan.
“I will help you,” Japan told him. It was then Turkey realized that Japan had his katana with him. Turkey was mad, but he couldn’t help but feel bad for Egypt.