Through the Picture Frame 21A Hetalia X Ib CrossoverThrough the Picture Frame 212 days ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter 21 – Escape
Just as you were about to go down the stairs, the door opened, and a stream of light flooded the room. You briefly saw Oliver’s silhouette as he shut the door behind him.
“Ah! Oliver! I see that you’ve decided to join me!” you said cheerfully, relieved not to go into the gallery alone. Oliver took a step towards you and remained silent.
“I’m glad that I didn’t have to go down alone! It would have been a whole lot scarier without you there!” you added brightly. He took another step towards you. Oliver’s demeanor seemed to have changed. He looked more menacing, and the palette knife was clutched in his hand.
You apprehensively took a step back, careful not to get close to the stairs. A sense of terror began to creep down your spine.
“I see that you have that knife out,” you said, trying to distract your fearful thoughts, “Are we going to be cutting something? We bett
Through the Picture Frame 20A Hetalia X Ib CrossoverThrough the Picture Frame 202 days ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter 20 – Secret
You were in front of a painting of a mouth, drying Oliver’s hair with his sweater vest.
Name, why were you even standing there anyways?
“Is your hair dry?” you asked.
“Yes,” Oliver replied, “I think it is.” He put on the sweater vest.
“Anyways,” he began, “What do you think we should be doing now?”
“There was a door blocked by red gas,” you began and pointed to a door behind you, “but the gas is gone now. So, maybe we can check if there’s anything in there.” However, it appeared that Oliver didn’t hear you. He was staring at the mouth painting with an unfathomable expression.
“Oliver?” you placed your hand on his shoulder. He flinched and turned to look at you. Oliver’s blue eyes were swirled with pink again, and a wide grin was stretched across his face.
“I…I don’t like him! I do