Vinozia broke off from the conversation. "I'll tell you later Arthur..." It took another ten minutes to get Ivan to calm down and agree to leave. "Big Brother, I love you, and you know to trust me. Now please, go home before Belarus threatens to come and make this even more crazy..."

"Fine..." Ivan walked to the door. "... Arthur, take good care of my little sister. If she gets hurt worse, being dissolved will be the least of your worries" He walked out of the room and then out of the house

Arthur's eye twitched slightly. "Did he just threaten to dissolve me?" He asked nervously. "And what else was he saying before that? I don't speak Russian."

"He wanted me to not fall for any seduction tricks... And to be careful around you... And if you tried anything I didn't like, I had full permission to stab you" She sighed. "He was just worrying..." Vixan looked at England. "He also said he'd come and check on us every now and again to be sure we aren't doing anything wrong.."

England sighed. "Does he really think I'm going to try to harm you?" He shook his head wairily. "And what does he think we'll do that's so wrong? I not going to take advantage of you or anything like that."

"He's just... He's so afraid.... He had a screwed up childhood too... So, he doesn't want to lose me if I'm one of the good things.." She sighed. "He can crack so easily... He decimated a micronation that had caused those three scars on my stomach... Because I became thiiis close to dying." She held her index finger and thumb close together to the point that they were almost touching.

England knew Russia must be just being a protective older brother. "I'd kill someone if they almost killed you too. He's your brother, and I know he must love you bunches." He could see why Russia must be worried sick about his little sister. The fact that he hadn't just dragged her out of there also showed that he cared enough to want her to happy, even if it worried him. He had to respect that quite a lot.

"He worries so much.." She put a hand on her stomach where the scars were. "He was so frightening then... But he does love me so much.." She looked at England for a moment then yawned. "S-sorry... I must be sleepy..."

England pet her head a little. "It's ok. Go to sleep." He suggested, wanting her to get better as soon as was possible. He wanted to see her happy and unharmed.

"Alright..." She leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Good night, Arthur..."

He touched his cheek lightly and blushed. "Good night Vixan." he was going to stay up and keep watch.

Vixan curled up under the comforter and was soon asleep. Her dream, as she had thought, was much like a cheesy romance novel. She was in a typical wench's outfit in the dream, and England, of course, played the pirate.

"Vinozia, I have captured you for ransom." Dream Pirate England said, looking at her with lustful eyes.

"What if I don't want to be rescued?" She said, moving closer.

"Then damn the ransom and any who dare try to rescue you!" He swept her into his arms and kissed her passionately.

England fought to keep his eyes open, knowing he had to look after Vinozia. He splashed a bit of water on his face, begging morning to hurry up and come. He would get someone to watch her in the morning so he could get some sleep. He didn't trust the world, and he didn't want even the possibility of someone getting her to arise.

Vinozia awoke in the morning to see a very tired England. "Arthur...?" She sat up and put her arms around him. "You look awful! Why didn't you sleep??" She frowned and pulled him down so he was laying on the bed. "Sleep. Now." She said from her now standing position. "I command it" She said, crossing her arms

Arthur groaned as his only response and rubbed his puffy, red eyes. He didn't have the energy to argue, so he simply closed his eyes and drifted off into lala land.

Vixan picked up the gun he had given her and inspected it after turning the safety on, including opening the barrel. It was a really good model. She glanced at England and smiled to see that he was asleep. She was glad, because the Britain had looked horrible when she woke up.

England only got about three hours of sleep before waking from a bad dream. "VIXAN?!" he screamed and sat straight up. He was embarrassed when he saw she was sitting right there an he'd only been dreaming. "Um...sorry...bad dream.." He explained, still tired. He wasn't planning in sleeping anymore though. He was going to keep an eye out for bad people whooper try and harm Vinozia.

"Arthur... calm down, please..." She hugged him. "You're worrying too much about me, I can tell. I have weapons. You can surely try to get more sleep, right?"

"I really don't think that's a good idea..." He said, but went back to sleep anyway. After all, he couldn't just go without sleeping. That was impossible.

After an hour or so, Vinozia stood up and walked into the bathroom to inspect all her wounds. She stripped her shirt off, leaving her in a bra, and looked in the mirror, frowning at the bruises.

England woke and walked into the bathroom sleepily. His eyes widened when he saw Vixan in only her bra and he reddened. "Eek! Sorry! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to I promise!" He stepped back into his room, blushing like mad.

Vixan blunk once. "eh...?" She wandered out after pulling her shirt on. "Arthur? Are... are you okay?"

"Yeah...I'm fine..sorry for, you know, walking in with you in your bra and what not. I um..didn't know you were in there."

Vixan laughed. "Arthur. a bra is like a bikini top, it's fine.." She smiled. "You're really freaking over that?"

He hadn't thought of it that way. "Oh. I guess it's ok then?" He just hadn't wanted to be in her personal space.

"It was fine." She smiled. "Now, didn't you say you were gonna take me somewhere if I was better?"