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“GOOOOD I DON’T WANNA GOOOOOOO!” Alfred groaned, trying to squirm away from Russia’s iron grip, a fistful of thick cloth from Ivan’s coat in his hand as he tried to pry him off. “I am sorry, Alfred, but it’s for your own good!” Arthur asserted, furrowing his enormous eyebrows in anger, “You mustn’t continue to live oblivious to the history of other countries!” “But I already know enough!” Alfred alleged, his heels scraping against the cement as Ivan dragged him on. Everyone stopped walking and turned their heads to stare at the American angrily. “Where were ze