Naughty Crimson Avenger Ch. 5Gusto had started off on foot, but he decided to take the quick tunnels. There were some behind his waterfall alcove. Cubbi trailed the artist, and made his way in quick strides. The tunnels would be easier to travel because they went all the way to Ursalia.
Grammi was getting ready for bed, and decided on one last cup of tea. She had seen Sunni to bed, and Tummi also headed up to his large and cozy bed, so she decided to have a little time for herself. Pouring the water into her cup, she hummed to herself and sat down at the table. A yawning Zummi walked in from being down in his lab most of the day. He gave her a tired look and opened his mouth to talk.
"Er Grammi I meant to tell you um, thank you for everything you do. Really if it wasn't for you, we'd all have a lot of trouble." He sat down next to her and put a hand over hers.
"Thanks Zummi. I know I can be a grump sometimes. Just having to handle little Cubbi is enough, but its him and Sunni that keep me young. I l
Bruder of Mine Ch. 1Sweltering and bothered by the summer night's heat, little Gilbert stood facing the corner in the kitchen. He had been juggling to entertain his little brother Ludwig. The only problem was his practicing with the apples that were freshly picked when Germania had gone to the fields. Willahelm was going to make a delightful pie for both boys, but sadly Gilbert had ruined them, and was now punished for his misdeeds. The five year old child, who was not very happy staying in one place huffed and stood on one foot and then the other, wishing the mosquitoes hadn't chosen his exposed legs as their dinner. He slapped his legs making an slight irritated groan, and as he scratched he was not being quiet about it. This alerted the attention of Germania who was feeding little Ludwig sitting in front of him.Bruder of Mine Ch. 14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Stand still!" Commanded the voice from the older nation as he wiped the other child's mouth. He turned around as Gilbert cast a glance at the blond man.
"It's hot Vati! And I don't want to sta
Magical Mischief: Part One*Read the description below, there is a picture/drawing from a fellow deviantART member that goes along with the short story.*Magical Mischief: Part One4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
England sat on the couch in the library. For the greater portion of the morning, him and little Alfred were reading stories and learning about certain things the boy would have to know about his future as an older nation. Arthur looked down at Alfred. The boy asked a question a moment ago, and wanted to know about chants. He had managed to find out some secrets about his older brother, and his magical past. He also knew about his brother being a pirate, having seen pictures hidden away in Arthur's study.
Slightly scratching the side of his head, England tried to see his way around it, because he really did not want to get involved into curses with the little boy. Arthur's days of being a pirate were not to be relived, and the chants and curses those were to be buried as well. He cleared his throat and responded to the child's question.
An Obvious Spanking*Read the description below, there is a picture/drawing from a fellow deviantART member that goes along with the short story.*An Obvious Spanking4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
France and England sat at the world meeting and were jabbering on and off with each other in little spats. It had been this way for as long as Arthur could remember. Since the early days, when they were both fighting against one another, the Brit just did not want to deal with the French nations presence. Normally Arthur would do everything in his power to find a different seat, but the French nation always seemed to want to sit next to him. He shook his head with a sigh.
Germany had the table, and was talking. No one usually talked out of turn when he had the seat, and England looked over while rolling his eyes. He grabbed up his cup of tea, and sipped from it. France continued talking, but quietly.
"Come on Arthur come over, and I guarantee 'ou will 'ave a delightful time. My maids, 'zey are 'ze definition of satisfaction. Hoh hoh naughty lit
Kindergarten Angst Ch. 1Germany, Japan, and Italy sat around the fire on the beach. While Ludwig sat quietly with Honda talking in quiet whispers, the extremely lazy Feliciano slept peacefully on a bamboo mat that Japan had brought for all three which was sprawled out on the sand.Kindergarten Angst Ch. 14 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Waiting that's all it had come down to these past couple of weeks. The three Axis Powered nations were working steadily on trying to take over the Allied Forces, but sadly nothing had changed. They hadn't eaten much, tempers were flared between Germany and Italy, most of it being Italy's fault, and Japan trying always to make the peace so they wouldn't kill each other, something needed to be done. Poking a stick into the fire, Ludwig looked over at Honda.
"We need to do something. Those swine think that because there are more of them than of us that they will dominate? Nein I will not let this happen, let's just see how we can handle ourselves." He spat in the fire, as it was already starting to die down.
Le Tantrum Magnifique*Read the description below, there is a picture/drawing from a fellow deviantART member that goes along with the short story.*Le Tantrum Magnifique4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Canada was sitting in his study and had a mountain of work to do. Signing, and adding up dispositions, he looked over to the clock, and saw that it was a little after one in the afternoon. His little one, Francis had been down for a nap, as it happened to be an exhausting experience prior to the child going down. The four year old boy was being fussy, and did not want to nap, he threw a minor fit, and Matthew felt it was a well needed decision to put the child down, even though it was rather difficult. The boy had been asleep for the past two hours, lunch would be served in a little while, but there was no point in waking the child until he woke up by himself. He got up from the desk, and huffed a sigh while taking off his glasses and rubbing his eyes talking to himself.
"I suppose I will need to finish these later. Now on to see what is serve
Carry Me Home*Read the description below, there is a picture/drawing from a fellow deviantART member that goes along with the short story.*Carry Me Home4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Wang Yao stood in his kitchen stirring some soup he had prepared for himself and his little brother Honda. He cleared the stray hair out of his eyes, while the rest of it sat in a low pony tail. Known more formally as the nation China, Wang hummed to himself. The aroma of the Geng was permeating throughout the house and making some little nation in the other room not focus on his assignment. Japan was told to work on some numbers and letters.
Sprawled out on the floor on a futon mattress, little Honda who wasn't more than five years old was working on his Kanji, or he was supposed to be. He was not enrolled in school yet, but China was very adamant about the nation learning at an early age, and thought education was of extreme importance. It was key to him, and if he could learn at an early age, so could the little nation.
China took the spoon fro
Blotto on the Vino*Read the description below, there is a picture/drawing from a fellow deviantART member that goes along with the short story.*Blotto on the Vino4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Standing in the kitchen preparing something to eat for dinner, Feliciano was smiling while stirring the pot of sauce that he had made. The afternoon had been relatively calm for the most part, but Italy's partner, Romano was in a bad mood. The two were not around, because little Rome had ventured outside, and with Romano telling the boy to stay close, he made it his mission to see where the child had gone. This left Feliciano in the house alone. He was humming and having a good time cooking, when he was interrupted by the sound of whining, and lecturing. Looking over to the door, he saw Lovino walking in, dragging along a very naked little Rome in his grip. The elder nation looked furious.
"And another'a thing, naked? What is'a the matter with you?" Pulling the child along, he had him now standing before him, while the nation crossed his arms over his ch
Cake and Training*Read the description below, there is a picture/drawing from a fellow deviantART member that goes along with the short story.*Cake and Training4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
In was late in the morning, and little Austria was sweeping the hallways. His Papa, Mister Italy was down in the parlor, creating some beautiful works of art, and even though the nation had wait staff to clean up the areas, he wanted to teach his little one responsibility, so Austria was giving the job of sweeping. The little one swished the broom, making noises while he did so. He was decked out in a little purple frock, and a white apron, alongside a little bandana on his head, to keep the dust and grime from getting in his hair. He had seen the chamber maids, and what they wear, so he had one of them help him.
Italy was down in the South wing of the mansion, painting some pictures, and enjoying himself. Knowing his little one was always well behaved, he did not have to worry about a thing. He hadn't had any plans set for the day, though sometimes Holy
Phantomhive Frolics Ch. 1The chimes from the clock in the hallway made it known it was seven thirty in the morning. Young Master Ciel Phantomhive was laying in his grand bed, under mounds of luxurious silk blankets. He covered his mouth in proper etiquette as he yawned and sat up in the bed. Down the hall walked a tall, and dark mysterious man. He approached the door, which behind held the young Master. Turning the handle, in walked the stranger, and greeted the young boy with a devilish grin, and a wink.Phantomhive Frolics Ch. 14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Good morning Young Master sleep well I hope?"
It was Sebastian Michaelis, Ciel's dutiful and extremely protective butler. He walked into the room with a calm demeanor and pulled back the shades in the room letting in sunlight. The child, who's parents were killed, and his home set on fire had somewhat of an off start to the tragedy that was bestowed upon him. To this day, he is known to be a very reserved child, emotionless and have superior intelligence far beyond a child of his age, of twelve. He look
Magical Mischief: Part Two*Read the description below, there is a picture/drawing from a fellow deviantART member that goes along with the short story.*Magical Mischief: Part Two4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Alfred heard the words from someone. It sounded as if his brother was calling him but it seemed too far away. He stopped reaching his hand toward the flame half way, and the flame in the gas flashed blue and orange. Alfred suddenly blinked the connection broken and he looked confused for a moment seeing his own hand in front of him reaching for the flame, but he wasn't sure of what was happening. The flame rose higher for a moment and the curse was trying to reach the child. Alfred had thought he heard the one that had called it forth.
England did not get a response from the child, and the only thing he could do was stop the trance, because clearly the child was not in the right state. He raised his hands in the air, and walked forward. Closing his eyes, he spoke in Latin chant.
"Ego imperium haec praecantatio ut finis ad semel! Flamma esse abiit."
Tea Time Troubles*Read the description below, there is a picture/drawing from a fellow deviantART member that goes along with the short story.*Tea Time Troubles4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Tea time was something that little Arthur enjoyed immensely, but he was not allowed to have too much of the beverage because he was a little Chibi, and too much caffeine would mean Arthur not going to bed, frequent trips to the bathroom, and lastly, and to his father's horror, wetting the bed.
The little nation sat at the table in the dining room, swinging his feet, and sipping some cocoa from his cup, as this was what he was given by his father Alfred. The nation was off in another part of the mansion, but was most likely in his billiards room, and he usually spent many hours there.
Getting bored because he wanted to spend time with his father, and never having the time, little Arthur got down from his chair, and setting the mug of cocoa down, he ran down the corridor and his little face lit up as he heard the sounds of Alfred laughing at something. He
Bruder of Mine Ch. 2The children ate, as did Germania. He sighed with much hesitation on what they had to do today. He was going to take the boys hunting, as some rations were running low, and besides he wanted to prepare pheasant for dinner. He usually worked better alone, but with the boys being so small, he was not about to leave them unattended at home, and shivered with the thought of what the two, mainly Prussia would get into.Bruder of Mine Ch. 24 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Earlier in the year, young Gilbert was given a set of bow and arrows. He was only allowed to use them under supervision by Germania. Sometimes he remembered that, and sometimes he simply forgot. They were taken away, but since they were going to be out in the wilderness, they would be returned. Ludwig was just to follow along closely.
"Alright you two we will finish breakfast, and then it is outside all day today. I intend to kill a pheasant to use in a scrumptious stew for dinner tonight. The both of you understand that you are allowed to accompany me, as long as you fo
Frontal Assault*Read the description below if you are confused, there is a picture/drawing from a fellow deviantART member that goes along with the short story.*Frontal Assault4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Walking through the woods in search of some new territory to conquer, Francis gritted his teeth. He would have gotten a lot farther had he not had the nation of England with him. The small child of four held France's hand, while the teen looked around.
"Zis iz impossible nothing iz happening." France looked out into the way yonder, but there was nothing but luscious woods, streams, and the endless nature before them. He looked down at the boy with a slight sigh. "Come on you iz bad enough I 'ave to 'ave a tag along."
The child wriggled his hand out of the older boy's hand and became upset. He was tired, cranky, and just wanted to sit and relax.
"I wanna go home France I don't want to be out here." The boy slumped down on the grass and laid down. He was constantly whining and it was driving France crazy.
Cold Feet...Hot Bottom*Read the description below if you are confused, there is a picture/drawing from a fellow deviantART member that goes along with the short story.*Cold Feet...Hot Bottom4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was late one hot Summer night. Lovino Vargas was standing in the kitchen. Sporting a green tank top, and his favorite tomato print boxers, the only thing he could do was keep cool with ice cold water. Drinking down the last of his beverage, he looked over to his brother Feliciano. He scoffed slightly to himself. His brother, god bless his heart was not the brightest bulb out there, but still he tried. Lovino did everything in his power to watch over the younger Vargas brother, and that even meant laying down the law, which thankfully previously being under Germany's rule, Feliciano usually behaved himself.
The younger Vargas brother was sitting on the couch watching a movie. He was laughing, pointing to the screen, and would occasionally look over at his brother.
"Romano come here a quick minute. You need to see thi
Ciel's Accident*Read the description below if you are confused, there is a picture/drawing from a fellow deviantART member that goes along with the short story.*Ciel's Accident4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sebastian walked down the hall towards his Master's study where the boy had been for the past couple of hours signing important documents, purchase orders, his employee's payrolls, and writing a letter to the Queen. He was tired, as it was almost ten thirty at night, and even though he was ruler of the mansion, his butler would come retrieve him to go to sleep soon whether he wanted to or not. There was a slight tapping on the door, Ciel looked up.
"Come in." He put his head back down and continued his tedious work. Sebastian walked in and stood by the doorway. Ciel did not look up but continued. The butler then cleared his throat, and the Earl looked up slightly perturbed. "Yes Sebastian is there something that you want?" He didn't wait for the butler's response and went back to his signing.
"Master it is a little past ten
APH: Do Not Poke*Read the description below, there is a picture/drawing from a fellow deviantART member that goes along with the short story.*APH: Do Not Poke4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Standing with his face to the wall, there were little sniffles heard. Germania looked over to his eldest. The runt had gone ahead and done something that irritated him. He received a small little lecture, and now Gilbert was standing for the remainder of his punishment. He turned and looked over to his Vati who was chopping something, while holding little Ludwig. Sensing the boy looking at him, Germania set down the knife.
"What is it runt? You know you are supposed to be staring at the wall." The child in his arms was fidgeting, and this was also going to set off the nation. "Ugh Ludwig you need to stay still Mein Kleiner. I am almost done and "
The child was fussing still, and the elder nation had no other choice but to let him down, where the boy would most likely just sit on the floor. Seeing as this is exactly what the child di
Can He Stay? Ch. 1It was a normal lazy dog day afternoon. Little Alfred Jones sat playing with his stuffed animal rabbit outside. He had been told to stay outside after being admonished for wetting his bed early in the night. It was not something a seven year old should have been doing anymore, but sometimes he could not help it.Can He Stay? Ch. 14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
His older brother England, more commonly known as Arthur was in the large mansion house that he owned. He was entertaining his two good nation friends Finland and Sweden. He was also going over land owning, and depositions and other conflicts of interest. America craved the attention from his older brother, but England never had the time or patience to play with him. Playing in the house was absolutely forbidden unless it was in the child's bedroom or the nursery. Alfred liked to sometimes test the limits, but Arthur made sure it was branded in his mind that the child was to obey, otherwise he would be punished.
Alfred got up from where he was sitting, and suddenly felt hungry.
Shenanigans of Sealand Ch. 1 One delightful morning in late July, little Sealand woke up bright and early. He pulled back the covers on his bed, and got out. He quickly changed clothing, and put on his usual sailor outfit and his blue cap. Turning to the mirror, he smiled and ran out of the bedroom. Because the little nation wasn't considered a real nation by the others, he often stayed with his older brother England, more commonly known as Arthur. He ran down the steps but was halted by England who happened to be down the hall from the boy's bedroom.Shenanigans of Sealand Ch. 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Peter did you make your bed?" He crossed his arms and waited for an answer. England was an easy going guy, and he loved the time spent with his little brother, but he was also not going to raise a freeloading brat. The boy looked up at him and bit his lip.
"Uh well, no I didn't um Arthur "
"Well, hop to it, go and make your bed, and then then you need to have a bath, I don't want to even think that you put on your dirty sailor suit from yes
Sent Home with a Note*Read the description below, there is a picture/drawing from a fellow deviantART member that goes along with the short story.*Sent Home with a Note3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Morning arose with sun shining in Japan's face. He stretched and yawned. Looking over to the clock, he noticed it was six thirty in the morning. He shook his head, knowing very well how silly it was that he was awake at such an early hour, and rolled over to get some more sleep. However, he was interrupted by the sounds of little feet padding into the room, and as he turned around, he felt the small little body of his little one land on him.
"Ooofff! Ugh...my old and crippled body...ugh, Yao...little one, you'll break your Papa's bones doing that!" He looked up to see the wide amber eyes looking down at him, and a small smile. Reaching out a hand, and smiling back at him, Kiku grazed the child's chubby cheek, and sat up, leaning against the pillows. The boy was wearing a long night shirt, that was oversized, as his hands were covered, and alon
English Education: Part Three*Read the description below, there is a picture/drawing from a fellow deviantART member that goes along with the short story.*English Education: Part Three4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
England turned his head around while he leaned over the desk, and looked back to the man he had known for a very long time. He was flushed and swallowed the large lump in his throat. Trying to plea with the man, he spoke up.
"I...I haven't forgotten my lessons Hughes. Please, please be reasonable, and...oh, for the love of, I wouldn't have been that bloody stupid to leave the magazine within your reach and.....ooops..." England quickly clasped a hand over his mouth, not saying anymore. The butler raised an eyebrow.
"Deliberately hiding things from me? You have just proven to me that you HAVE indeed forgotten your lessons." With that he carefully placed himself behind Arthur and raised the cane up high and let it swish down with full force holding nothing back intent on showing him that this was not acceptable. "COUNT them Young Master Kirkland"
Waiting for Russia Toris was practically hyperventilating, he shakily tried to help Lativa dice the tomatoes but he didn't feel so safe holding a knife. Taking a forced, calming deep breath Lithuania slowly put the knife down on the kitchen counter and focused hard on controlling his breathing. 15 year-old Raivis, who was serenely stirring a pot on the stove, saw this in his peripheral vision and became concerned. His brow furrowing, he quietly inquired.Waiting for Russia4 years ago in Settings More Like This
"Is something the matter Toris? You seem jumpy about something." Lithuania jumped when he realized he was being addressed. Oh goodness! Why explain his anxiousness? Ivan was going to find out what he did soon anyway! Might as well let him announce it! Toris`s internal turmoil showed clearly on his face. His body language showed it as well, the young man was wringing his hands worriedly and kept flipping a strand out from in front of his eyes. He always did that when he was really scared and frankly it scared Latvia as well to see
Bruder of Mine Ch. 10Prussia looked up at the nation, and HRE grabbed his brother's pant leg, standing next to him.Bruder of Mine Ch. 104 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Um Vati are you very mad at us?" The boy bit his lower lip, and Ludwig had the same look, but started to get very upset. Germania did not need this right now, and responded.
"Well I am not pleased with your appearances I told you both to stay away from the pit, and you did not listen." He put his finger to his temple, and closed his eyes. "Okay this is what is going to happen the both of you are punished go inside, and go to each of your corners go right now." He pointed inside, and without being told twice, Gilbert and Ludwig both ran inside, and hurried to the corners.
Seeing as that was done, Germania turned around and walked to the sink. He had to remove the soot that was tracked in the house, and he got to work doing that with a wet rag. Once that was done, he smiled. With the boys in their time out spots, he did not have to watch their ever
Curiosities of Canada Ch. 1Several nations sat at the home of France. England, Japan, China, Austria, and Germany. They were discussing peace treaties and the such. The meeting had run long, and it was now late in the night. England sat chewing the side of his cheek, and tapping his finger against the table. He looked over to the Frenchman jabbering about random jargon and spoke up impatiently.Curiosities of Canada Ch. 14 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Are we almost finished here France? Late as it is Alfred was put to bed hours ago by Hughes but I still wanted to wish him goodnight. He'll be awfully upset at me if I don't at least go and see him." Said England as he raised his tea cup and took a sip from it. He was slightly annoyed, having been summoned to the meeting while he was spending some time with his little brother America.
France gave an eye over to England. Never really that fond of the nation, he still tolerated him, but limited his conversations.
"Oui I just 'ave a couple more things to go over, and then you all may leave. Besides Art
Romano's Turtle Travesty*Read the description below, there is a picture/drawing from a fellow deviantART member that goes along with the short story.*Romano's Turtle Travesty4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Little Spain was playing in his room. He had acquired some brand new pet turtles that his father allowed him to have, but they needed to stay in their tank, otherwise the boy would have them taken away. Antonio watched as the little green creatures would swim around the tank, and eat little bits of food. He giggled, and smiled, waving at his new little friends. There were four turtles in all, and the boy would need to work on the names. This needed some serious thought, and he thought the one person that was smart enough, and he looked up to so much was his father. His eyes lit up, and bidding goodbye to his friends for the moment.
He walked out of his bedroom, and ran down the hallway, and down the steps. His father, Romano was in the drawing room, sitting on the couch. He was on the phone speaking with some other nation, and was deep in talk. Running f