The Secrets Hidden Within The Dairies Of The Nations

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I'm so sorry for the wait, again. I'm staring to feel like a broken record. I was just dealing with somethings that caused me to have a bit of a mental breakdown and I had no one to help me with it so it's taken me a while to regain stability, since the breakdown sprouted from an argument I had with two of my friends who were trying to convince me that my sexuality is wrong and they also went  behind my back to try and trick me into going on a date with one of them. I couldn't turn to my parents cause my dad doesn't believe in sexuality's that aren't heterosexual or homosexual and I'm currently not speaking to my mom for...reasons, my siblings are all to young to understand and my only other friend is shit at comforting people - the last time she tried to comfort me I ended up having a anxiety attack. And bottling up was apparently a really bad idea because it only made it worse. But despite all of that I am doing a lot better now, still a bit shaken but nothing I can't handle. 

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Vlad groaned in frustration as he leaned back in his chair and rubbed tiredly at his eyes, after taking a quick nap he had once again tried to enter the American's mind but was once again unable to make any progress. 

"No luck?" Michelle asked softly from the other chair, he glanced at her briefly before sighing and shaking his head. 

"No luck" He said while he ran his hand through his hair in frustration, why did Alfred have to have such strong mental walls. That's when he noticed that Francis was no longer in the room which surprised him quite  a bit, the Frenchman had not left Alfred's side since he and Arthur had found him. 

"Where did Francis go?" He asked curiously causing Michelle to sigh tiredly as a small exasperated smile appeared on her face.  

"Arthur, Lucille and I forced him to go and get something to eat" She explained and he nodded in understanding, the Frenchman was going to make himself ill with how much worrying he is doing not that anyone could blame him. 

He glanced back at Alfred who hadn't moved an inch since he had first entered his mind, this was being to get worrisome. If he couldn't find a way in then Alfred could easily go so deep into his mind not only will he never come out but his body will begin shutting down. 

"Hey what's this?" Michelle asked suddenly as she pulled the cloth she had been using to wash Alfred's face away, on it were very faint bits of blue powder. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he took it from Michelle's hands. He squinted down at it before swiping his finger through it and bringing it closer to his face. 

"That's strange this almost looks like..." He trailed off as his eyes widen in shock before he stood up and bolted out of the room, ignoring Michelle calling after him. There was no way this could be what he thought it was, but if it was how in the world had Alfred been exposed to it. 

He ran through the hall before bolting into cafeteria startling quite a few people. His eyes instantly landed on Arthur and he quickly ran over to the Brit, who was giving him a concerned look. 

"Vlad what's wrong? Did something happen to Alfred?" He asked worriedly but Vlad just shook his head before throwing the cloth he was still holding down onto the table. 

"No but I think I know what caused him to go into his trance" He said seriously. Arthur raised an eyebrow before looking at the cloth, his eyes widen once he realized what the blue powder was exactly. 

"That's not possible! I have the only supply of this and it's back at my home, how did Alfred become exposed to this?" He questioned in a stunned tone of voice causing Francis, who he had been eating with, to give him a confused look. 

"Arthur what is it?" He asked worriedly which snapped Arthur out of his stupor. He stared at the Frenchman numbly before answering. 

"This is-" 

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"Allen, can I have a word with you?" Oliver requested as he peaked his head into the American's room causing Allen to give him an uneasy look. 

"Uh, yeah. What's up?" He asked trying to act natural but Oliver saw right through him. 

"Would you happen to know what happened to my Vision Powder?" He asked in such a way that Allen knew that lying would get him nowhere. He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair before responding. 

"I may have borrowed it for something important" He mumbled before tossing the Brit the half empty bag. Oliver raised an eyebrow before letting out an exasperated sigh.

"You used it on your 1p didn't you?" He asked though it sounded more like a statement then a question. Allen gave him a sheepish grin before nodding causing Oliver to sigh once more. 

"You should have asked first because this powder has a lot of side effects that could have very strong negative affects on Alfred" He said in a tired tone of voice which caused Allen eyes to widen fearfully.  

"What kind of side effects?" He asked and Oliver sighed before sitting down on Allen's bed. 

"While it's true the purpose of this powder is to show the person who has inhaled it what they most desperately need to see, however that isn't the only thing that could happen" He explained causing Allen's eyebrow's to furrow in confusion. 

"What do you mean?" He asked baffled. 

"Well no one knows why it happens, maybe it has to do with the persons heart or their adaptability to magic but sometimes when inhaled this powder can show the opposite of what's desired" He explained causing Allen's eyes to widen in horror. 

"So in Alfred's case..." He trailed off and Oliver nodded. 

"It could show him that all of his assumptions are in fact correct" He said sadly. Allen let out a distressed sound as he hunched over and placed his head into his hands as he fully proceeded what he had done. 

"I just wanted to help" He mumbled weakly causing Oliver to sigh as he placed his hand on the American's back and rubbed it gently. 

"I know and there's no guarantee that it won't go wrong, you just gotta hope that the right side sticks" He said softly causing a soft sigh to escape the American. 

"Your right" He mumbled as he sat up. 

"Is there anyway of knowing which way it went?" He asked hopefully causing Oliver to hum in thought. 

"If I'm remembering correctly it depends n how his subconscious reacts to those around him, depending on who it shuns away dictates which side of the powder stuck" He said causing Allen to nod in understanding. 

"Now come on your going to help me with dinner" Oliver said cheerfully as he stood up causing Allen to let out a loud groan. 

"I thought it was Matt's turn?" He whined causing Oliver to give him a wide grin. 

"It was, but consider this punishment for stealing" He said cheerfully as he went to leave the room. 

"Can't you just do it yourself?" He whined again causing Oliver to give him a pout. 

"No, Jean has banned me from cooking alone since I have a habit of...putting something extra into the food" He said before leaving the room. Allen sighed before following after the Brit, maybe this would help take his mind off of Alfred.