Zombitalia!!SwitzerlandXReader Chapter 5 pt. 1

"Well,fancy meeting you all here," Arthur smiled warmly as Peter jumped up and down in excitement,telling of the adventures he's had within the past twenty minutes...although England hadn't really been listening.
"I agree." Switzerland's eyes scanned over the 3 Allied Forces' faces. They each seemed to be in mint condition. Which was a relief to your eyes.
England,Russia and America had spotted your group its miserable state. They'd lead you all back to this conference room where Italy and Germany had been on guard. This was their meeting spot and the safest place to be at the moment. It was a lot safer than being in the corridors. Eagerly,your team followed them. Seeing as how not everyone had died was reassurance for you.
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"So you actually managed to escape and return with weapons. I'm actually not surprised,Switzerland." Germany runs his hands through his golden hair. Italy is seated to his left,Austria at his right,who looks rather grim. Although Vash has kept his cool demeanor after his rage fit,his bravado is weaker and a lot more faint than normal. Seeing him in such a low state makes your heart ache.
But what can you do about it?
  You take in the faces surrounding you currently: America,Russia,Germany,Italy,Switzerland,Austria,Sealand and England.
No more,no less.

"That's good to know," Vash straightens,"Alright,down to business."
"Well,for starters,I doubt that we're the only ones that have survived." England clears his throat.
"England is right!Romano isn't dead! I would be able to tell!" Italy says hurriedly.
"So,dudes,are we forming an alliance?" America suggests. It's quiet briefly.
"No." Vash frowns."I am and always will be neutral."
"C'mon dude!Just this once?"
"No."
You pinch the bridge of your nose in frustration. "Vash,an alliance would be the most reasonable decision to make at this moment. There's no way we can do this alone. This war is against the zombies,not each other."
He doesn't respond,which is what you had expected.
"Regardless if Switzerland joins,if you all put in the effort,I think it'll work. I join the alliance." Germany agrees. That means that Italy is apart of the alliance,too.
"G-great. Well,count me in. But this is only temporary."
"Yeah,of course,dude...Russia...?"
"I guess I can join in,too."
"I suppose it is best if I join." Austria says,unenthusiastically.
"Count me in." You grin. Now Switzerland groans,"Fine."
"Awesome!" America takes a sigh of relief as Italy begins,"Ve~!I don't like those scary monsters. So how do we kill them? They keep coming back."
Yet another silence falls over the room. You decide to ask now.
"Russia? You were bitten by Belarus,right? How is it that you're not...infected?"
"I didn't feel anything. And I feel just fine...like normal."
"Do you happen to have a wound?" Austria turns to Russia,who shakes his head no and rolls up his sleeves.
No marks. No wound.
"So,if what Poland told us was true,then there are some who are actually-oblivious...to the virus." you calculate. Russia's expression turns into worry.
"Where is Belarus,anyway? Things got so rowdy that I lost sight of her."
"I'm sorry,Russia." America apologizes simply,yet his voice is heavy with...regret...?
"You killed her?" Ivan's voice grows darker.
"R-Russia,let's be sensible here. Belarus was infected and attacked Lithuania. There was no other option." Arthur hurriedly details. Russia shakes his head,informing,"I am needing to find Ukraine now. I cannot lose all of my family."
"Which brings us back to the topic of survivors." Germany states.
"Perhaps we should slip into groups and scan for any other nations." Roderich proposes.
"Grand idea,mate! But not everyone has weapons..." Sealand nods to Germany and Italy.
"But I have a flag!" Veneziano waves his white flag.
"Nein! Italy,that is unacceptable!" Germany scolds.
"I do have a spare revolver and ammunition." Switzerland offers,shifting through his bag.
"Thank you. It would be most appreciated."
"Um...England?America?Are you armed?" you ask. This seems to tickle England's humor.
"Of course! My Black Magic is number 1 in the world!" and with that said he pats the big,brown book that is set in front of him.
"And the Hero only needs his hands!" America boasts. England waves his hand dismissively.
"I've had to save his arse countless times already."
"Britain,you know that I-"
"Back to the matter at hand,da?" Russia interrupts.
"Oh yes." England adjusts his tie."So the group numbers?"
"We split up into two groups of 2 and one of 3!" America declares.
Sealand grins,"Or! Three groups of three!"
"Whoa!You do better math than America~!" Italy giggles.
"Whatever. Alright. Russia,England,you back me up!"
"Mr. Austria will be on Team Pasta!" Italy chimes.
"Then Sealand is with us." Vash stands and Peter jumps up,too.
"So where to we meet then?" Germany takes a stand as well.
"We meet back here; Conference Room C-minor. One hour from now."
All eyes find themselves focused on the clock on the wall.
"Ve~!" Italy nods and salutes playfully.
Russia swings open the door and takes the lead.
"We'll take the the third floor." he states,although he doesn't give America or England a chance to voice their own opinion with the tone of his voice. England heaves up his book and pursues America out the door.
"Then we'll search the basement and storage rooms." Germany tells his team. Italy jumps up out of his chair and spins into the hall. Roderich takes his time standing and follows...taking his time.
"Okay! See you all in one hour tops!" America confirms confidently. Everyone nods in agreement and takes their separate paths.