The story of our love: Introduction (FrUk) Introduction.The story of our love: Introduction (FrUk)2 years ago in Settings More Like This
England was at his desk, it was late at night and he was sure that Alfred was asleep, being a single father had really put pressure on him over the years ever since his divorce. His son, Alfred had turned 5 a few months ago, and England was about ready to give up.
England turned around to see little Alfred in the doorway, a stuffed rabbit in his hand.
"I can't sleep. I want a story." The boy said, rubbing his eyes.
"Son, it's late and you know-"
"I want one now!"
"Alfred...please don't do this to me-"
"I want you to tell me about Mommy!"
The English man blinked, his eyes widening at the mention of his once loved companion.
"Because you know so much about Mommy and I never got to meet-"
"That's enough Alfred...I mean, if you really want to hear about France..."
"Mommy's name is France?"
"Yeah, that's not his real name though."
"What did Mommy look like?"
"Did? Don't say that Alfred, you know he's still alive."
5 years (PruCan)Summary: Matthew was a kid who thought he had problems, an abusive father and a twin brother who never understood him, until he meets an albino with a suprising past, but finds out something shocking, the man only has 5 years left to live due to his cancer. He also finds a new fact about the man. He is the personification of the dying Prussian Empire here to apologize and cover up the mistakes. Matthew falls in love with him instantly , but is this man who really calls himself Gilbert going to live long enough to show the world what he can do?5 years (PruCan)2 years ago in Settings More Like This
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The cool fall air had whipped around the silver-haired man like a blanket, his little bird following him, he walked through the parks, not saying anything to a person there, and that's when he saw somebody different from these people, sitting in a park bench...
Matthew had gotten used to being ignored. He didn't mind it much anymore, really. Of course, it
The story of our love: Chapter four. (FrUk)(Shit.)The story of our love: Chapter four. (FrUk)2 years ago in Settings More Like This
"E-England...I'm so sorry to do this to you..." The Frenchman said, clunking his head against the bathroom wall. England just stood in the doorway wondering if France caught the stomach flu or something, for his lover had been throwing up previously and crying his head off.
"France, it's okay...people get sick sometimes...You seem so tensed up- Hey wait, I realized something."
"Wait...Wait is it? "
"You're a country...You really can't get sick except for minor things like colds...So I'd assume you're having a reaction to something."
"Non, England...It's more than that..."
France took his head off the wall and looked at England. He took his hand gently and held it.
"England...You're...You're going to be...a father."
As if on instinct, the Britsh man fainted and fell to the ground, clearly in huge shock. As soon as he got up he fell silent and was shaking badly, waiting for France to explain.
"Okay, Arthur..this is just a bit wierd, but I have to tell you it all. Y
The story of our love: Chapter two. (FrUk)(Me: Okay everyone, I've gotten way too many comments lately on this series about whether or not France is female, and no he's not. -_-The story of our love: Chapter two. (FrUk)2 years ago in Settings More Like This
He is a male, but every country, male and female, is able to reproduce and have children of their own, but they still have the appropriate vital regions, and don't even ask how England and him had children in a future chapter, just please read this, and I have some tissues if you nosebleed at all.
Now, I'll shut up and let you read this story.)
France took a deep breath, he really got to thinking, it had been a whole month since England had engaged to him and he was in a wedding planner's place, he almost died when the receptionist mistook him for a female. He quickly left and decided that it would be best if they had their wedding in private instead.
Meanwhile, a few blocks away, England was walking back home with the tuxedo he had just bought, he was blushing just a little when he remembered the man taking his measurements in the dressing
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Beer sloshed about as two frothy mugs were slammed onto the table. A man with silver-white hair lurched for the nearest mug. A tan hand latched onto the man's pale wrist.
"Gilbert, wait till I get mine!" the tan man whined, his voice had a Spanish accent. "And Francis isn't even here yet."
The albino's lip jutted out in a visible pout. "So unawesome, Toni. I vant mein beer!" Gilbert said exasperatedly. Antonio glared at him before glancing around the bar in search of their French friend. Francis should have been at the bar by now, but it had been almost twenty minutes. Gilbert slouched in the booth and began drumming his fingers impatiently.
"Mien gott! Vhere is he?!"
"Vhere iz whom?" a melodic voice with a heavy French accent asked. Francis patted Gilbert's shoulder fondly before plopping down next to Antonio. "Neveh fear, Franciz iz here." The Frenchman's grin could've split his face in half it was so large.
"Hola ¿dónde has estado?" inquired Antonio. Impossibly so, Francis
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Some years passed and Arthur started doing his own business things again, but things never went back to the way they where....he knew it never would. Arthur never smiled again since Francis death. He didn't show that beautiful grin to anyone... He had fallen into a deep deprestion a short time after Francis' death and had lost a lot of weight from not eating. But after a few months, he started to eat more and get stronger again. But...he was never truely happy ever again or spent that much time out of his house. He never talked about Francis again to anyone or talked about how he felt. Not that he had to, everyone could tell the blonde was upset and could be seconds away from killing himself from deprestion.
Little did Arthur know.....
Francis was still alive! Shortly after Arthur's friends pulled him away from Francis' body and t