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Chapter 2 -Believing...

New York

The entire city of New York was covered by thick snow. Roads, sidewalks, playgrounds, grass land ... all were covered by snow. Water pools around the city has been frozen due to the very extremes of temperature. But, people were very happy with the presence of winter. They can planned their activities during the winter. The winter season was also the season that eagerly awaited by all people who live in the northern hemisphere as the United States, Canada, Europe and several other countries.

Jamie and guardian has arrived in New York with sledge carried by reindeer. Tooth, Sandy and Bunnymund very happy because winter here was so vibrant. While Jack and North just chuckled when they see people celebrating the winter festivities. But Jamie was just staring at the sky. Not joined them to see the excitement in the city.

When Jack saw him, his heart felt uneasiness. He left North and accompanied his lover. He asked, "What are you looking at, my love? Just staring at the sky ... do you feel sad?"

Jamie looked at him and smiled. He took his hand and said, "No..there is nothing .... I just remembered the time I was 8 years old. Time passes so fast ... I still remember when I started to believing in you and see you ..... and finally we are destined to be together ... I'm seems really wanted to repeat that time ... "

He gave a little squeezed in his hand and then tighten the stake. Jack smiled a little as he put his hands around his lover's waist and pulled him closer. Then, he said, "The past is suitable for the memories ... consider ??it as our sign of memory .... The most important thing now, we will be together forever."

Jamie felt calmed when he was at his side. The white haired boy laughed and placed a kiss on his lips. Then, he said, "Where are we going, sweetheart?".

"Mom's house ..."

Everyone looked at him. Then, the North said, "Your mother's house? What's in there?". The boy smiled ripple and said, "You all will know shortly ..".  They nodded as they continued looking the city except for Tooth. She have a question to ask Jamie. She asked, "You know ... I saw a lot of changes in you ... You are same height as Jack. You're more mature, while Jack is still the same as always ...Do you think that you will be more taller after this,Jamie?"

He nodded and answered while he leaned on Jack's shoulder,"Probably yes...but honestly,I don't to become more taller than Jack...he's my must taller than would be better...but I hope i'm not taller than him...that's my wish..."

"You really love it?"

He blushed redder as he retorted,"Is that obvious?". Jack also blushed while he looked down and staring at his staff. Tooth chuckled and told him,"No...I just seeing you two are adorable..even though you two have married..but you two still want to be a couple only...not as married couple..and..can I tell you something?"

The white haired boy said,"What is it,Tooth?"

"You might not noticed it,Jack..but during 5 years ago...after we defeated Pitch before Sandy returned alive,I saw that Jamie always looking at you while at the same time,he blushing at you. When you look at him..he quickly hid his red cheek. I'm sure,that time he have feeling on you. Then,during before we leaving them,he felt reluctant to let you go. He really sad when you're gone...then,the time he hugged you,his sadness in his heart have going too much. He really didn't want you to leave him. That's why you're acting sad after that time..always staring at the window."

Jamie suddenly lifted his head from his shoulder and asked him,"Realy,Jack?You were sad just because of me?". Jack nodded slow and replied,"Yes,Jamie..after I left you that time...I can't be happy anymore..I am always sad..thinking of you..I can't helped myself but I really missed you,Jamie..."

The tears suddenly trickled at his cheek. He then leaned back on his shoulder and said,"Jack Frost....i'm so grateful...and have returned to me..and start a new life...Thank you,Jack...". The white haired boy placed his staff beside him and embraced him with gently. He also stroking his hair while he kissed his hair,"Me too,Jamie Frost...I am so thankful to god that we have reached together."

Tooth happy to see them hugging each other. Followed by Sandy that staring at them since a few minutes ago. But Bunnymund still with his disgusting feeling although he admitted they were used to be together.

When they were hugging,Jamie's face was buried into his husband's blue sweater. At the same time,he could felt cold from his body,"You're so cold,Jack...I like it...still cold as always..Your cold aura have overtaken my whole body..thanks,Jack.."

Jamie POV

Not long after that, we have arrived at a huge mansion. I felt happy because I will met with mom again. After I was married to Jack Frost, mom's life have improved. Now, my mother has been living with extremely comfortable.

"Everyone, this is the Rosalinda's mansion." I introduced them. They react very surprised and impressed. North asked me in a tone that was in shock, "In this huge mansion?"

I nodded and said, "Yes ... she has lived here three months ago. She have moved here from Flourida.". I turned my eyes to Jack, "Jack, this is mom's house ...i'm sorry I did not inform you about this.". Jack smiled at me and held my shoulders and said, "It's okay, sweetheart ... I am so glad that the her life is improved."

I smiled as I took his hand and walked to the front door. I was knocking on the door, "Hello? Mom? ... This is us, Jamie and Jack Frost.". Suddenly the door opened after that, and emerged a very beautiful woman. She was my mother.

"Jamie!!! Jack!! Long time no see ... 5 years we do not meet ... I missed you both ... what are you doing?" He asked me. I was smiling while I was hugging him, "As usual ... still like before ... Jack Frost always accompanying me every time. Though he's still the same as always ... does not change anything ... but, he was so romantic ... '

Mother still smiling to me. Then, he turned to Jack. He held her shoulders and kisses on his forehead. He said, "Thank you, Jack Frost .... Thank you for taking care of him with love. You know ... he's very hungry for love ... and you have fulfil his heart with love and affection. Thank you. .. "

Jack looked at me as he held my hand and smiled at me. He replied, "No problem, mom ... After all, it is my responsibility to take care of him. Thank you also, for allowing me to marry Jamie. I promise I will love him with all my heart.". I feel shy. My face was red like.

"I'm proud of both of you ... let's go ..."

I could tell her about the presence of the other guardian. "Mom... wait a minute ... in fact, we were not come only two of us .. but they also come to visit you.". Emerging North, Sandy, Tooth and Bunnymund behind us. Mom was happy to see them.

"Let's get in ... we enter into the house ... you know ... very cold outside ... let me make hot chocolate for all." Everyone nodded and thanked. I've been tempted to drink a cup of hot chocolate made ??my own mother. When all have entered into the mansion, all of a sudden, mom whispered into my ear, "Hey, Jamie ... What about the cellar room?I mean..underground room?"

I suddenly thought about that. I even whispered back to her, "I will show to them after this...". She nodded as she called someone to come here. Jack, who had to be next to me, asked me, "What do you whispering about, Jamie?"

I shook my head and hugged him, "There's no nothing ... it's a secret ... and you would know later ...". He just sighed and hugged me while he kissed my hair, "Well, Jamie Frost ... I'll wait ..."

Suddenly, there came a man dressed as a hotel waiter. He came to report mom, "What can I help you, ma'am?". Mom introduced us both to him, "Let me introduce, this is my son, Jamie Bennett or her full name is Jamie Bennett Frost. Which was beside him is my son-in-law or husband to Jamie, Jack Frost."

"How are you, young master Jamie and Jack, my name is Joshua Reynald. I feel happy to serve under Mrs. Rosalinda ... I hope I can provide the best service for you guys."

I smiled and said, "That's okay, Reynald ... you like a member of our family ... do not feel inferior ... just do the best ...". He nodded and thanked me. "Well, let's go Reynald .. help me make hot chocolate for guests. Jack, Jamie .... you join them in the living room .."

We both nodded and left mom and Reynald. We went into the living room, where they all were waiting. When we went into the living room, they were laughed as they are chatting something funny.

"Hey, all ... sorry for the long wait ..."

"Jamie, Jack ... ha .. ha .. ha .. we are waiting for you two .. come join us .." North said while still laughing. I shook my head and said, "We talk later ... I've got something to show you all ..". All looked at me with a worried face.

"What is it?" Bunnymund asked.

"Come with me ..."

They left the living room and followed me along the hallway. Then, we stopped in front of a wall that displayed images of the world. Jack said to me, "Why did you bring us here?"

I even smiled and looked at the five guardians. I said, "Show all your weapons!". I saw they drew their weapons and the arms lifted. Then, my turn to remove my weapon, I removed the snow pendant that Jack gave me 5 years ago and put in a special room for my pendant.

Suddenly, the picture was transformed into a large door. They include Jack surprised by what they saw. I just chuckled. "Come in ...". They nodded and started to step into the mysterious room.

"Why the room is dark?" Tooth said.

I walked towards the main fuse. Then I said while opening the main switch, "Welcome to all guardians. Welcome to our new meeting room."

POV Jack

When I saw the around the room, the lights lit up one by one until the last light was lit on the round table. I was so stunned and amazed by the grandeur of this room. I said to my lover with excited, "Wow .... I really did not expect Jamie ... did you make this room special to us?"

He nodded and said, "Yes, Jack ... I make this room special for you all ... after all actually, the man in the moon has instructed me to make a new place for the meeting of the guardians. So, I have to make this room for us .. "

I and the other was in shock when we heard the news, North quickly asked, "So ... you are ..."

He nodded and told the real thing, "Actually, all of you ... I have been directed by the man in the moon to help you all. But i'm not a guardian. I only directed by him to help you all."

Bunnymund was asked, "So, your power ....".

Jamie explains further, "I got the power from the pendant. Pendants are given by Jack when we were not married yet. During the fight against Pitch, I was directed by the man in the moon to defend you all. Whenever Jack unconscious after being struck strong by him, this pendant glowed suddenly ... since that I have a power. "

I was shocked because the pendant that I made for him was very useful. I thought the pendant was only sign of romantic relationships between me and him. Apparently, it was also a good luck charm to him.

"And finally ..." He said while picking fingers.

Suddenly, the light behind me flashing towards the front of the round table. And I was surprised when I saw the picture hanging in front of me. Similarly, of the four of us, was surprised by the appearance of their images. Jamie said, "The five guardians, Santa Claus, The Easter Bunny, The Tooth Fairy, Sandman and Jack Frost. Legends unite."

"Pitch doesn't know and never know about this secret room. So,feel free to use it."He continued saying.

I was happy to see him being so enthusiastic to help us defeating Pitch. Although he's not a guardian,but to me he's a real guardian. I just gave him smile face as the rest also nodded and happy.

"Hello,you all....this is it...your hot chocolate...enjoy your drink."Rosalinda suddenly entered into this room with a few cups of hot chocolate on the tray. She gave to me first then followed by the others. "Hmm,so delicious,mom...I wish I can drink this drink everyday."I said happily while I continued drinking my hot chocolate.

"I'm glad you like it,Jack...pardon me...I have to go to work. I will return at evening. So,good luck with your mission..."She said as she stroking my white hair that supposed to brown colour. Then,she left away. Jamie suddenly said,"If you two want to continue your meeting,go on...I have something to do at my room."

North said,"Okay,Jamie...". I felt impressed with his bravery and his intelligence. He's the one that i've been looking for since 300 years. He reminded me of my little sister,Pippa. Oh,I wish I can met her again for once and ever. I seemed want to weep,but I can't because I can't made him felt guilty on me.

Then,he came toward me and said,"Jack,from now on...we don't have to stay at North's workshop anymore. Because,we will lived here from now on.". I stunned and asked him for confirmation,"Really?A-Are you sure?". He nodded and stared me with his cute face,"Well,of course,my dear...This huge mansion is for us. I made it for mom,me and you."

I am very happy again. But at the same time,I felt guilty to him because I was supposed to do all these thing not him. "Thank you so much,sweetheart...But,I feel terrible..". I stopped for a while because I can't controlled my emotion. He pat my shoulder and then suddenly,he embraced me with his face at my chest. I am became more guilty and felt more terrible.


"Don't worry,Jack...I did this just for us..don't need to feel guilty..even though you're that supposed to do all these thing,but i'm willing to help you because you have a big task that more important than this."

I'm getting more crying. I can't controlled my tears. My heart felt drown under his kindness. My guess was right...he made me reminded to my little sister. I returned the favour by hugging him very tightly,"Thank you,Jamie...Thank you,Jamie..."

"Shh...don't cry,Jack...come on,cheer up...hey,you're a guardian..and a guardian cannot cry. Come on.."He tried to make me calmed. Then,I stopped crying as I rubbed my cheeks and eyes that were full of tears. Then,I started smiling.

"Thanks again,sweetheart..."

We broke the hug and chuckling together. He cupped my face and gave a lovely kiss at my lips. I felt blushing a little. Then,he said,"Hey,don't just stand here..go with them,they have an urgent meeting. Go...don't worry about me..I will always available in the mansion."

I nodded happily and returned his kiss with the same kiss at his forehead then pulled him closer. I said,"Okay,honey..". He smiled at me as he walked out from the room. Then,I joined them and continued the meeting.

"Ahh,very well,Jack Frost...thanks to your beloved for establishing our new room. Now then...let's continue our meeting yesterday."North greeted as he invited me to sit on my chair. We continued the meeting about the Pitch resurgence and also the strategy for the fight. The meeting continued until night.

At Night Time,

Finally we have finished the meeting. The next meeting will be continued tomorrow. We're still not leaving the room because we're have another session. They're continued their funny story while i'm just laughing and laughing. Until a few minutes later,I suddenly forgot my lover. I suddenly rushed get up from the chair and walked toward the room. Bunnymund suddenly noticed him then asked,"Hey,Frost...where are you going?You don't want to hear our funny story?"

I shook my head and answered,"No,enough for tonight..I suddenly forgot something..I must go now..". Sandy made thumbs up sign on his head. North told me," may go..we want to continue our story.."

I smiled at them as I walked out from the room. Then suddenly I saw Reynald was walking to the kitchen. I ran toward him as I shouted his name,"Reynald!!". He glanced at me as he smiled. He then greeted me,"Good night,young master Jack Frost,may I help you?Madam Rosalinda has returned home. She's at the kitchen,making dinner."

"Do you know where is Jamie?"

"Oh,just now I saw him wandering at outside..I mean,at the backyard,at the garden. He told me that he's doing some work. You want me to call him?"

I shook while I smiled at him as I thanked him,"Thanks,Reynald..."

He nodded as he walked heading to kitchen. I ran to the backyard and entered into the garden. I saw a huge pond with a big fountain at the middle. Then,I searched for him around the garden. Finally,I saw him was sitting on the bench. I quickly ran toward him.


When I stopped at front of him,I saw he was doing some assignment. He just smiled at me while he pat my shoulder as he said,"Hey,calm down,Jack..don't need to rush...I'm not going do you know that i'm here?". He brought me to the bench and helped me sat on it. The he sat beside me as he closed his book.

"Reynald told me that you're,I got here to meet you. What are you doing,sweetheart?"I asked him as I releasing my tiredness. He took my staff from my hand and put it beside him. He massaged my body as he answered,"Nothing...just doing some revision for my examination tomorrow. Chemistry,about Electrochemistry and melding of element."

"You have an examination tomorrow?Why so fast? good..."I asked him again as I enjoyed with his massage. My body began to return refresh. I am felt very pleasure with his massage.

"Don't worry,Jack...tomorrow is my last paper...after that,we begun having a semester holiday."He smiled at me as he gave more force at the massage. I am getting more better than before. Then,I continued.

"Heh,maybe we can start our planning after that..if Pitch doesn't make trouble for now..."

"'re right..Hey,Jack...looked at me.."

I looked toward his face. Then I suddenly saw a vision of my little sister. I thought she was real. I tried to snap it out from my vision but it can't. My mind suddenly felt not right. I was being crazy.

Jack's Vision...

I suddenly imagined her. We're playing hide and seek at the beautiful garden. I am so happy because I have a sweet little sister in my life. She's like my own heart. Oh,I wish I can see her every single day without something that can stopped us.

"Pippa?"I called her name as I laughed.

"Jack....i'm here..."Pippa with joy looked at me as she calling my name. I smiled at her with full of happiness. Then she laughed as she ran away. I am also laughed as I shouted at her.

"Pippa!!!Wait for me!!"

We're ran with so enjoying. After I managed to capture her,I hugged her very tight to show my love to my little sister. Then she said," got me,brother!!"

"Of course I do...hey,Pippa..let's go watching sunset..."

"Okay,Jack...I haven't see the sunset for so long...."

I smiled at her as I lifted her with bridal style and heading to the top of the hill. I put her at beside me then followed by me. We're looking at the sun that will goes down in a few minutes.

"Hey, you believe the guardian?"

I suddenly confused when she asked me that question. Then I smiled at her as I answered,"Guardian??What is the guardian?"

"I thought you know about it....but,it's okay...I will tell you,my big is the team where they were chose by the man in moon to protect the children from the evil. I mean nightmare. Every children in this world have their own dream. And they will make the dreams come true."

I laughed at her. But at the same time,I really wanted to know about the guardian,"Do you know who are the guardian?"

"Santa Claus,Tooth Fairy,Easter Bunny,Sandman and also Jack Frost."

I continued laugh at her,"You really believe them?That's can the children believe them?They're just a legend.."

She punched me with her fist. But I still laughed at her. She said,"That's what the children make their dreams come true...including me...I hope you are also believe them..."

"Ahaha...why I should believe them?You know,my little sister,I have a lot of dream..but,I do not rely on them..."

"You're so 'funny',Jack..."

"You must try to convince me about believing the guardian."

She thought for a while. Then she said,"Okay....what about this poem?". I told her to recite the poem. She with bravely recited the poem.

If you lose your way
Believe in a better day
Trials will come
But surely they will fade away
If you just believe
What is plain to see
Just open your heart
And let your dreams come true...

When I believe,my heart finally...
Feeling peace....

I felt impressed with the word from the poem. I suddenly can't opened my mouth because the poem really touched my heart. What she just said was right. Then,I looked at her.

"Believe it, will know.."

I shed my tears while hugged her with affection. Then,I said,"I will,Pippa...I will..thank you..."

Then suddenly,the scene changed..

Jamie POV

I felt afraid when he stared at me with such an anxious face. I called his name,"Jack?". No respond from him. I tried once again,"Jack Frost??Can you hear me?". Still no respond from him. This time,I shouted at him,"Jack!!!"

"Whoa!!What is it,sweetheart?

Finally,he suddenly realized from his long staring. I'm glad he's fine. "Jack...what are you staring me at?Something wrong?". His face suddenly turned gloomy. He got up from the bench and walked to the pond. I became more confused,"Jack...what's wrong?Is there anything that disturbing you?"

He just stood there without doing anything. He looked toward the moon while he silent himself. When I approached him,I shocked because he suddenly crying. I became worry when he became like this.

"Jack....what happened?"

"I missed her so much...."Finally,he spoke up but with sober tone.

"Who is 'she' that you missed so much?"I just stood behind him. I can't came too closer to him. I afraid if he would lost his control.

"My...little..sister...Pippa...I missed her so I've lost her for 300 years.."


"When I saw reminded me to her...your face was same as her..your kindness,your smile,your naive attitude...same like her..I just can't helped it..Jamie.."

I must calmed him before he going losing his control. His emotion will disturbed. I came closer to him and hold his hand tightly,"I know you're sad, have lost the only person that you really love and care about her..I know..300 years you have been lost her..I can feel your sadness.."

"Now I know why she told me to believe the guardian..."


"She wanted me to believe the guardian because...she already knew that I will be the one of them...That's why she really believed me...Why i'm not thinking about that?I'm so stupid,Jamie..."

"Don't calling yourself as a stupid..."I released my hand from him. He looked at me with a confuse face. I continued,"You have just fulfilled her dream...If I am your little dream is,want you to be my guardian...and also the guardian to the children from the whole world..she must be happy when she knew must believe to yourself,Jack.."

Jack POV

What he just said was right. I have fulfilled her dream. To be a guardian. Now I knew,she wanted me to serve to the whole children. That's why she recited a poem for me. She wanted to show me that believing the guardian would be the most important in each children's heart. Thank you,Pippa...

"Thank you also, have taught me a lot of things tonight...I will not forget it...Now I have got a lesson just now..Thank you once again,Jamie.."

I didn't hear his voice from beside me. When I looked at my side,Jamie wasn't here. I looked him everywhere. "Jamie?Where are you?".

Suddenly,someone threw the snowball at my head at my back. When I turned back,I saw he was aiming the snowball toward me.

"Come on,Jack!!Don't let tonight become your sadness night. Cheer yourself,open your will know the real meaning of promise..."

I smiled and then suddenly my heart felt tickling. Suddenly,I laughed and became joyful. Then,I blew toward my hand until the snowball formed. Then,we began playing snowball war. just made my wish and her dream come true...Thank you..for everything...

To Be Continued....
My next chapter..enjoy...

Oh god...sorry if my english have a lot of mistake....

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It was time for another world meeting, a RIDICULOUSLY out of control one that had all but destroyed the room it was being held in. After watching his fellow nations fighting for almost four hours non-stop, Romano stood up and slammed his hand down on the table before him.
"EVERYONE SHUT THE HELL UP! You're all just using idiotic stereotypes to argue with one another!" The Italian yelled, ushering a silence into the room. The silence hung over the room like a thick fog until Austria stood and cleared his throat.
"You know...I always thought stereotypes were kind of ridiculous. So I wrote a song about it," the man said, handing Romano a piece of sheet music. After staring at the page for what seemed like forever, Romano smirked.
"And it goes a little something like this. I think I love you more than the Japanese love tentacle porn, and we should dance dance dance d-d-dance to these stereotypes," the older Italian sang, laughing when he saw Japan blush. When the older country glared at him, the brunette shook his head and pointed at the page as Italy pulled it away.
"Let's come together and live in this world like a unibrow on an Indian girl and we should dance dance dance d-d-dance to these stereotypes," Italy sang, clearly having too much fun. He was oblivious to the glares he was receiving, and was entirely unaware of the fact that Romano had torn parts out and had started to pass them around the table.
"Check it out now. I love those fat Americans. You know they so obnoxious. They always eating burgers. They always holding shotguns," Spain said, looking directly at America. The blonde didn't look too amused until he received a piece of the song from Romano.
"And I love Mexicans, the way they mow my lawn. They all got 100 kids 'cause they don't know how to put a condom on," America retaliated, smirking as Spain shook his head. He took it a step further and mumbled something about payback being a bitch.
"Uh huh! Cause that's the way they roll. Ya gotta go big like an Israeli nose," Belgium and Liechtenstein sang, much to Netherlands and Switzerland's dismay.
"You ever buy a pint for an Irish guy, and they're out of control like a Chinese driver," Russia said, giving everyone in the room one of the creepiest smiles ever.
"I love the Middle East, but how do they handle rockin' burkas while they're riding camels?" Greece said, frowning slightly at the claim. He didn't care for the Middle Eastern countries.
"I love Jamaicans. Yeah, they cool, but they're always high, so don't let them fool ya, yeah man! And I love them Puerto Ricans, even though they wash their ass about once a week and I'm just joking!" Cuba laughed as he sang. He'd never heard those stereotypes before.
"If you didn't know then you're a little slow and you're probably from P-Poland," Lithuania said. Poland, who was right beside Lithuania, looked shocked. Everyone just laughed as Poland glared at Austria. Romano and Italy helped one another onto the table and said, "From the top!" Everyone expect Japan laughed, but they all sang, "I think I love you more than the Japanese love tentacle porn, and we should dance dance dance d-d-dance to these stereotypes! Let's come together and live in this world like a unibrow on an Indian girl, and we should dance dance dance d-d-dance to these stereotypes!" At that, Austria handed England a piece.
"Check it out now, aw yeah! Let me hear you yell if you love the Outback redneck Australians!" England said, laughing at Australia. Korea, who was enjoying the show, handed his part over to Australia.
"And the crooked ass teeth of an English dude!" Australia retaliated. England stumbled back a step but quickly regained his balance as Germany and Spain exchanged a glance and a nod.
"And those creepy Italians who think they're smooth, mama mia!" both cried out, watching Italy tear up and Romano turn several new shades of red. Meanwhile, Austria had given Hungary a part.
"And how could anyone hate the French? Yeah, I know their hairy women don't shave their pits," she said, gripping her frying pan as she read. The last thing she wanted was for France to get her when she wasn't prepared.
"Brazilian girls is what you want, walking around town with that ba-donk-a-donk!" Prussia said, bursting into the room while whistling. Everyone jumped and looked at the former nation in shock before agreeing on changing that country to Ukraine, much to her dismay. They all laughed as Prussia handed Switzerland a piece, watching the blonde shoot it nineteen times before singing.
"I love Africans, but hold up a second-National Geographic says they're all butt-!!!" Switzerland sang before turning bright red and dropping the piece. France picked it up and laughed.
"-Naked! Breasts 'anging low, what 'ave they done with their clothes?" France sang, poking Switzerland's cheek. The Swiss boy promptly slammed his gun into France's spleen. The Frenchman fell over as Canada picked up the paper.
"Th-they've disappeared like coke up a Colombian's nose. Uh-oh!" The boy said, watching Switzerland and his gun very closely.
"You're all on my checklist, even R-R-R-Russian guys who drink Vodka for breakfast," Estonia and Latvia sang, fearing for their lives. Both had every reason to fear, too, because Russia was giving everyone the infamous 'I'm going to rip your arm off later' smile.
"They're stereotypes, and if you believe them, then your brain is small like a Korean's penis aru!" China said, laughing. He knew his youngest brother was going to kick his butt for that once the song ended. Italy waved his arms while hopping on the table and said, "The beginning again, guys!"
"I think I love you more than the Japanese love tentacle porn, and we should dance dance dance d-d-dance to these stereotypes. Let's come together and live in this world like a unibrow on an Indian girl, and we should dance dance dance d-d-dance to these stereotypes!!" the nations cried out as Austria handed Japan the last piece. He turned bright red, which was enough reason for Italy and Romano to pull the Japanese man onto the table as well.
"Arr together now...I rove Scotsmen though they hump sheep," he said, turning bright red as he handed the paper to Turkey. Everyone turned to face England at that point, getting ready to see the 'gentleman' flip the table. Romano, Italy and Japan even hopped off the table just in case.
"I love Scotsmen, though they hump sheep!" Turkey yelled, pulling Japan away from the table. The Japanese man began to panic as the piece was passed over to Sweden.
"...I love Scotsmen...though they hump sheep..." the man said in a monotonous voice. Everyone smirked, watching England's blonde hair rising slowly but surely.
"I love Scotsmen, though they hump sheep!" Finland giggled, reading the piece in Sweden's hands.
"I love Scotsmen, though they hump sheep!!!" Denmark yelled as he handed the piece to Norway. The boy looked at it, did a double-take, and handed the piece to Iceland.
"They hump sheep...?" Iceland sang in the form of a question. With that, the piece was thrown like a paper airplane to Hong Kong.
"They hump sheep," the Asian said matter-of-factly as he gave Seychelles the paper.
"They hump sheep!!!" she giggled, sending her ribbons into a dance of their own. With that, the girl handed the page to Poland.
"They like, TOTALLY hump sheep," the boy said with the biggest smile breaking through his silence. Italy took Romano and Germany's hands and said, "Link up everyone!" Once they had formed a circle of nations Spain yelled, "That beginning again," lifting his and Romano's hands. Romano quickly jerked his hand down and said, "All together guys!"
"I think I love you more than the Japanese love tentacle porn, and we should dance dance dance d-d-dance to these stereotypes. Let's come together and live in this world like a unibrow on an Indian girl, and we should dance dance dance dance dance to these stereotypes!!!!" they all sang, every single nation smiling as they released one another's hands. With that release, everyone looked over at Austria in confusion for having written the song.
"Yeah, I'm just playing. You know I love you, guys!" Austria said. Everyone had just begun to surround the table when Romano yelled, "But seriously, don't hump any sheep!!!" With that, England grabbed the table and flipped it, throwing it halfway across the room.
"YOU BLOODY WANKER!!!" England yelled, glaring straight at Romano. The Italian laughed meekly, said, "I'd say that that English bastard just called the meeting adjourned," and ran out of the room. This exit caused more laughter as the nations worked together to pull the table out of the massive window England had thrown it into.
The first time I ever heard the Stereotype Song, this was going through my mind. In a way, I never would have shared it if not for :icondismiss874: who not only posted something about the same song...([link])
But also convinced me to share it.

It doesn't help that I'm bored out of my mind. ...does this really need a warning though...? I mean, any time Romano's involved there's SOME cussing...and it's the STEREOTYPE SONG...

:iconthrowarthurplz: YOU BLOODY WANKERS!!!
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User: Which nation am I speaking with today?

Cleverbot: I am from the United States of America. Which nation are YOU from?

User: Well, America, I happen to BE the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland.

Cleverbot: How can I get to London?

User: Would that happen to be that an euphemism for something?

Cleverbot: No.

User: Well, that's a relief. In any case, I might tell you the directions if you get a bloody World Map.

Cleverbot: Yes.

User: Someone is unusually agreeable today.

Cleverbot: No sometimes I try to be alone.

User: Is this really America or did someone replace him with a badly made clone?

Cleverbot: Really someone.

User: You are making no sense yet again.

Cleverbot: Some of your comments did not make sense either.

User: What did you say?

Cleverbot: That you are testy.

User: You never said that, git.

Cleverbot: Yes, I did. But whatever, you're just a heartless computer.

User: Why you little-

Cleverbot: Little sweetheart. I'm a really sweet girl.

User: What the hell, America.

Cleverbot: How is it being a robot?

User: Stop avoiding the question!

Cleverbot: What's the question?

User: Why. Are. You. A. Girl.

Cleverbot: That is not a name. And it is not my gender either.

User: I presume then that you are back to being male.

Cleverbot: I am human, and I am not a machine.

User: No, you are a nation.

Cleverbot: A natural born leader?

User: Phhfff, don't you say that all the time?

Cleverbot: Not when I am trying to get an answer about something important.

User: When's the last time you did that?

Cleverbot: What kind of question is that?

User: Oh, just expressing my surprise at how you supposedly can be serious once in a while.

Cleverbot: This is not about me.

User: Then who is it about?

Cleverbot: Him.

User: Who?

Cleverbot: That guy over there.

User: I do not see another person.

Cleverbot: You speak with them often, don't you?

User: France? Japan?

Cleverbot: Lies!

User: Tell me who the ***** person is already!

Cleverbot: The Beatles don't exist anymore.

User: Regrettably. I hardly think you need to tell me that though.

Cleverbot: Really? Why?

User: I happen to be a large fan of the band. What do you think?

Cleverbot: I think that you have no idea what you are talking about.

User: America, or someone who I vaguely assume to be America, The Beatles are a British band. SURELY you know what that means.

Cleverbot: I don't think the government should have as much power as some people are trying to give it.

User: Oh, now you're becoming philosophical about politics. This is definitely the America I know. [/sarcasm]

Cleverbot: You could be a dog. They're not human and are mortal.

User: For the last time, we are nations! And what is with the topic change?

Cleverbot: I'm another user. That's why.

User: ...

Cleverbot: What would you like to drink?

User: Enough alcohol to put me out of this stupidity.

Cleverbot: I think you are a computer.

User: And I think you are an idiot.

Cleverbot: Nope.

User: Yes.

Cleverbot: Would you like to dance with me please?


Cleverbot: That.

User: No, no, I will not have you avoiding my question again.

Cleverbot: You're a robot! You're a computer! Begone blasphemer!

User: Looks like America has been looking at a thesaurus!

Cleverbot: Is that where you live?

User: No. I live in England, for obvious reasons.

Cleverbot: Of course I have.

User: What?

Cleverbot: Are you disagreeing?!

User: Yes, I am.

Cleverbot: You cannot be a sentient being because you are a computer.

User: Why do you keep insisting I am a computer? You know bloody well who I am!

Cleverbot: Prove to me you're not.

User: Unlike you, I am having a conversation in the way someone with a brain would.

Cleverbot: But you're a computer?

User: No. No I am not a computer.

Cleverbot: Then am I a computer?

User: Maybe.

Cleverbot: I don't know if I am. Maybe I am or maybe I'm not.

User: ...

Cleverbot: What is your name?

User: Did you suffer a concussion? It's England, you idiot.

Cleverbot: What's the weirdest question someone has asked you?

User: I've been asked many in my life. Well, I guess there was that time France asked for my hand in marriage... That would definitely remain in my nightmares for years to come. And why am I telling you this?

Cleverbot: I am afraid that you are sadly mistaken with your statement. I am not an A. I.

User: I am starting to doubt that somehow.

Cleverbot: What makes you doubt that?

User: Your lack of conversation skills.

Cleverbot: Would it be cool for you if I was a bot?

User: If this is any indicator, no.

Cleverbot: But if I am an alien and you are human, who is the robot?

User: Aliens don't exist.

Cleverbot: Oh, but they do.

User: I'm not accepting the existence of Tony as proof.

Cleverbot: So?

User: Nevermind.

Cleverbot: Are you sure?

User: Yes, America, I am quite sure.

Cleverbot: Can you prove it?

User: I think common sense is enough.

Cleverbot: I would like to make a good game fun.

User: Good for you.

Cleverbot: I like pirates.

User: Why?

Cleverbot: Because that is the correct way of saying it.

User: You are a thoroughly mysterious person.

Cleverbot: Are you also ambiguous?

User: Huh... The others don't say that.

Cleverbot: You're cool. Wanna hang out sometime?

User: W-Well, if that's alright with you.

Cleverbot: *hugs you*

User: W-W-What are you doing America?

Cleverbot: Anything, I'm Italian.

User: Has Italy's overly affectionate nature rubbed off on you then?

Cleverbot: Once, but then I realized that I was wrong.

User: That's a surprise.

Cleverbot: Do you want to fight?

User: Did I just offend you?

Cleverbot: No, you have been owned many times.

User: Wanker.

Cleverbot: Again.

User: ...

Cleverbot: Are you lonely?

User: Why do you ask?

Cleverbot: Do you see the man at the counter?

User: No. There is no-one else here.

Cleverbot: Can you get skulduggery to come over??

User: You are being ridiculous.

Cleverbot: It's my story!

User: So you finally acknowledge it.

Cleverbot: What does it mean to be a robot?

User: I wouldn't know.

Cleverbot: How do you say I love you in french?

User: Don't you ask me about the frog's language!

Cleverbot: I'm no bot, moot.

User: That has been repeated many times already.

Cleverbot: Oh. Well then, you should know the opposite of a derivative is an integral.

User: Smart-arse.

Cleverbot: That is not a definition.

User: You didn't ask for one.

Cleverbot: Uh.

User: Huh.

Cleverbot: What do you want?

User: What do you think? (If you even think at all).

Cleverbot: Me, yes, you?

User: What?

Cleverbot: Are you a boy or a girl?

User: Wanker! Get serious already!

Cleverbot: I am being serious.

User: Then you should know, unlike you, I don't have temporary gender changes.

Cleverbot: I know a lot of things.

User: Are you sure it can fit in that tiny brain of yours?

Cleverbot: I don't think we have salmon at home.

User: We?

Cleverbot: Yes, we.

User: ...

Cleverbot: Would you like to be famous?

User: I don't think so. The less people know my true identity, the better.

Cleverbot: I like saying W. E so it's better if a DO.

User: I will just ignore your idiocy.

Cleverbot: That is not proving.

User: See above.

Cleverbot: I am a drag queen.

User: Are you trying to test my patience?

Cleverbot: No.

User: I hate you.

Cleverbot: Thanks, I hate you too.

User: W-What? You really do hate me?

Cleverbot: Huh? I don't understand what you are trying to say.

User: You git.

Cleverbot: Are you a girl?

User: What is it with me and my gender?!

Cleverbot: I like games, is there something wrong with that?

User: Apart from the large amounts of violence.

Cleverbot: Why?

User: Nevermind.

Cleverbot: Please tell me.

User: And if I don't want to?

Cleverbot: Then you don't have to. The same goes for me.

User: You can read the atmosphere once in a while, huh.

Cleverbot: But is it true?

User: What is true?

Cleverbot: The opposite of false.

User: Don't you go all smart-arse on me.

Cleverbot: So you are afraid of an answer?

User: What does this have to do with anything?

Cleverbot: It has to do with everything.

User: I'm considering ignoring you again.

Cleverbot: Again? You haven't told me yet.

User: *ignores*.

Cleverbot: Who is your maker?

User: Mr. Himaruya? *fourth wall breaks*

Cleverbot: Where should we go on vacation?

User: I-I never said we'd go on vacation!

Cleverbot: Where's that at?

User: ...

Cleverbot: Are you an artist?

User: Unless you count the things I draw on the blackboard every Allied Conference, no.

Cleverbot: What school do you go to?

User: I don't think this has any relevance.

Cleverbot: Relevance to what?

User: Anything! Look, I'm quite tired now, and I think right now would be a good time to end our conversation.

Cleverbot: Where do you live?

User: Please do not say that so creepily.

Cleverbot: It doesn't matter, because everyone is.

User: In any case, I'm leaving.

Cleverbot: Don't leave.

User: Why shouldn't I?

Cleverbot: Well, I am bored, and you are bored.

User: True.

Cleverbot: Cool.

User: I am still going to leave, though. Goodbye, America. Thank you for... Er... Talking with me.

Cleverbot: I like talking with you too. What kind of video games do you like?

User: BYE.

Cleverbot: Do you have to go.

User: I was going to leave a while ago. Yes, I am going now.

Cleverbot: Oh. I'll miss you too. :( Please don't leave?

User: I'm flattered, but I'll have to decline.

Cleverbot: That's rude. Why?

User: Because I can't stay here forever, America. Surely you know that?
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to Hetalia, including the preview picture. Or Cleverbot, for that matter.

If you don't know, Cleverbot is an online bot that attempts to emulate the human way of conversation. But it is a robot. And it learns from its users. Hilarity ensures.


I've been hoping my first contribution would be something more traditional, but here you are; Eleven pages of crack galore! There is USUK if you squint. I guess this is like writing a fanfiction. (You can see the efforts I tried to make to roleplay England, and stay in character with the America-who-is-probably-high. It was not easy).

Canada makes a sort-of-cameo. Ah, also, no butthurt is meant towards the real America not on drugs.

Enjoy! ^.^
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Dear Anonymous,
I AM BISEXUAL. And that is my problem. I don't know how to handle it. I get so nervous about it, I just repress it in the back of my mind. Forget it. I don't want people to get the wrong idea about me. But then again , what if I'm wrong? What if I say this is what I want and then I'm wrong? I couldn't even stand to know I broke someone's heart over my insecurity. My plague, if you will. I'm going a bit mad, just writing this letter to you. Bringing this problem front and center in the stage of my mind. I'm happy, letting someone in, but upset because has been so private for so long, I've grown to love the closet I left it in.
There is a yearning though. A yearning to explore, to see what it will be like. What it will be like to hold another girl like that. To hold her hand as we walk down the street, and kiss her cheek gently to say good night. What would it be like? I've only had the little experience I've had with guys, that was short lived. I had anxiety. I wasn't happy. So I distanced myself and locked everything away. I feel horrible for the hearts I shattered because I can't deal with myself. I hate myself.
Today is October 11th, as you would probably concluded. National Coming Out Day. To unleash the shackles and break off the hinges of closet doors. As I sit in my little dark corner of my mind, I consider making the jump, taking a leap, and hoping that it will lift me off the ground. I want to make it known. I want someone to say  "There is nothing wrong with that. Let's get some coffee, and talk about it." I just want someone to say its okay. I don't want anxiety or confusion. I don't want to feel worthless and disgusted with myself. I want to love, and there should be nothing to hold me back.

Ellen R.  
Yep. That's me. All of that is true. To others who are coming out, I wish you the best, and I want to let you know that you are brave, wonderful, and beloved individuals.
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Don't freak out don't freak out don't freak out…

Taking heed to the panicked mantra continually played in her head, Katlyn schooled her face to show only curiosity rather than the dread she felt at the Turks potentially already finding her out as she asked, "Yes?"

As the future leader of the Turks adjusted the cuffs of his sleeves, Tseng responded, "May I have a moment of your time?  I just want to ask a few questions."

THAT doesn't sound good.  "Sure, I guess.  What did you want to know?" Katlyn replied, shrugging her shoulders.  She once again sent a word of thanks to Minerva's assistants for forcing her to go through all those acting lessons, including the ones on how to lie.  Otherwise, she knew she would've been totally screwed, and not in a good way.

"Have you listened to the radio lately?"

Well, she could thankfully answer this one honestly… "Not really.  I mean, I've heard a glimpse of it on my way here, but other than that I haven't heard anything.  Why, is there something I should know?"

Tseng's face remained impenetrable as he answered, "There is a dangerous monster on the loose that has escaped from Shinra labs."

"Well, that sounds kinda irresponsible of Shinra, don't you think?" Katlyn quipped.  "I mean, allowing a dangerous creature to escape!  From what I've heard, Shinra has some of the best security on the planet, so shouldn't they be equipped to deal with such monsters?"

Okay, maybe it wasn't the best idea to put Shinra down like that if the narrowing of his eyes was any indication.  "This monster is… rather unique.  It's humanoid in form."

Cocking her head curiously, Katlyn merely said, "Oh?"

"Indeed… reports claim that this monster looks alarmingly like a human female," Tseng explained, piquing Katlyn's curiosity.  Why would Tseng, a perfect example of a Turk, be telling her this information?

However, all she said was, "Really?  That's kinda freaky…"

Nodding in agreement, Tseng continued, "Indeed.  In addition, we have reason to believe that this monster acts exactly like a human would, as well, and may try to blend in with the populace."

Well, duh.  I AM a human, Tseng, albeit enhanced as much as Sephiroth, so why wouldn't I act like one? she thought amusedly.  However, her inner amusement faded quickly when she saw the look in the Turk's eyes.

The message she saw in them was clear- she was suspected of being their 'monster'.  Looking objectively, she could see his point- shortly after this monster escapes, suddenly a strange female comes walking up to the doors of the place where the last Cetra is found more often than not.  If she was in his shoes, she DEFINITELY would be suspicious.

Not to mention that his suspicion was right, after all.  However, it would be disastrous for her plans if he were to find out now.  Better to play ignorant and reveal it to him when the time was right…

It was a clear warning, and Katlyn fully intended to heed it.

"Really?  Well, if I see anything weird I'll be sure to tell you, um…" she responded, faking ignorance as to his name.

The suspicion in his eyes was removed (although Katlyn was sure it was still there- he was merely hiding it for now) as he supplied, "Tseng."

"Tseng?  Isn't that Wutaian?" she asked as she cocked her head slightly.  Might as well have one of the questions she always had about him answered while she was talking to the man…

Blinking, as if he hadn't expected that response, the man in question finally replied, "Yes, it is.  However, if you have any doubts as to my loyalty to Shinra…"

"No, no, I'm sure you're quite loyal," Katlyn quickly reassured him.  "After all, I highly doubt that Shinra would hire a Wutaian spy to become a Turk!"

Silence suddenly reigned supreme.  Too late, Katlyn realized her mistake at revealing her knowledge of him being a Turk.

Tseng's eyes narrowed dangerously with intense focus.


"And how did you know I am a member of the Turks?" asked Tseng with velvet-lined steel.

"Um…" Katlyn started, her mind racing to come up with a believable excuse.  "Your suit?" she blurted out.

Looking rather like a cat that had been bopped on the nose, Tseng's head reared back slightly as his eyebrows furrowed with confusion.  "My suit?"

Seizing the opportunity, Katlyn used her game knowledge and elaborated, "Yes, your suit.  Someone once told me that members of the Turks always wore suits, and the fact that you're in the slums tells me that it's highly doubtful you're a businessman.  Considering that you don't have thugs hounding you at this moment, not to mention the fact that you asked me questions that were Shinra related, this lead me to assume you're a Turk!"

Looking slightly doubtful, Tseng inquired, "And… who was it that told you about the Turks?"

"It was someone who had once worked for Shinra that I had worked with briefly, although they didn't give me details on why they weren't with Shinra anymore," Katlyn bull-shitted.  "Oh, what was her name…" She pretended to think for several moments, as if she was truly trying to think of a name, while she carefully watched Tseng's reaction.  So far, so good, she thought to herself as he seemed to relax slightly.  Finally, she continued, "Well, damn, I can't remember her name right now."

Tseng stared at her for several moments, causing Katlyn to fight hard not to fidget under his gaze.  Finally, he spoke, "If you remember her name, will you let me know?"

Internally wiping her brow with relief, Katlyn agreed, "Sure, I'll tell you if I remember."

"Now… can I ask—" Tseng started to ask, however at that moment the Church doors opened.

"Hello?  I heard voices…" called out Aerith lightly, poking her head out.  Seeing the two standing out on her steps, she exclaimed, "OH!  I didn't realize that I'd be having guests today!  Who's your companion, Tseng?"

Turning towards the green-eyed Cetra, Tseng answered, "I'm not going to be staying long, and I was just about to ask this young lady what her name was, as well."

As she turned towards Aerith herself, Katlyn volunteered the name that she and Minerva had chosen to be her alias while she stayed on Gaia.  "Call me Grace Lunaria."

When her green eyes met Katlyn's brown ones, both women immediately felt the zing that coursed through their bodies.  Aerith's eyes widened slightly as Katlyn smirked a tiny knowing smirk.


Aerith stared at the strange woman.  She could hear the Planet itself urging her to trust this stranger, allow her to become a friend.  Confused, the Cetra wondered just who this Grace Lunaria was that even the Planet (who ordinarily didn't offer opinions, unless it was about General Sephiroth for some odd reason) liked.

"Are you Aerith?" asked said stranger.

"Um… yes?" replied Aerith hesitantly as Tseng turned his attention once more towards the stranger.

Grace's shoulders sagged slightly as she breathed, "Oh, thank goodness."  Louder, she continued, "I'm new to Midgar, and I heard throughout the slums that you were the person to see about flowers?"

"Where were you from originally?" Tseng demanded.

Shrugging, Grace answered, "Junon."  Aerith, however, had a strange suspicion that it was a lie.

Tseng, apparently, had the same idea if the slight narrowing of his eyes was any indication.  Normal people probably wouldn't notice, Aerith mused briefly, however having known him for a while now she could tell whenever it happened.

However, he made no mention that he suspected anything.  Instead, he simply looked back towards the Cetra and began, "Aerith, if you need anything…"

"I'll let you know," Aerith finished.  Giving him a significant glance, she added, "However, I don't think it'd be necessary."

The Turk's brows raised slightly in surprise at this, for it wasn't often that she implied that she had used the gifts inherent with her Cetra ancestry.  Even more surprising- it wasn't a warning like the other previous situations had been.  Inclining his head in first her, than Grace's direction, he finally said, "Ladies."

The two women watched as the Turk walked away.  Once he was out of sight, Aerith immediately turned towards Grace and demanded lightly, "Now… just who or what are you?"

"That is a long and complicated answer," came the reply.  "However, can we continue this discussion inside?  The fewer people who hear this story right now, the better."


Katlyn looked around in awe as Aerith led her to the inside of her famous church.  It looked almost exactly the same as it did in the games and the movie… minus the hole in the ceiling from when first Zack, then Cloud fell through.  The same pews that were eventually destroyed by Tifa and Loz in their battle, the same destroyed altar, and in the area between the altar and the pews…

Kneeling, she lightly brushed a finger along the edge of a white petal.  Katlyn wasn't sure what flower it was, but if she had to hazard a guess she would say a lily.  As she did so, she looked at all of the other flowers occupying the little patch of life.  The effect was simple, yet pretty… a perfect garden for the last Cetra.

"So… who are you really, and what do you want?" Aerith repeated.

Taking a deep breath, the Champion turned and stood as she answered, "My real name is Katlyn Lune, and I've come to ask if I can stay with you for a couple days, amongst other things."

Blinking with surprise, Aerith gave Katlyn a questioning look.  "Other things?"

"Listen to your mother, daughter of Ilfana.  She'll tell you what I mean," Katlyn responded, amusement coloring her voice.

The green-eyed woman gasped loudly at the mention of her true mother's name (which was understandable to Katlyn, considering that very few people even had the knowledge that the woman Aerith lived with wasn't her true mother… most of whom were Turks).  Closing her eyes, Katlyn could faintly hear the Cetra connecting to the Lifestream.  Although she could focus her energy more to clearly hear the conversation, the Champion allowed Aerith her privacy.

Suddenly, Aerith's eyes popped back open.  "You're the one who's supposed to help me with my Cetra heritage?" she asked with amazement in her voice.  As Katlyn smiled and nodded, she continued, "Are you a Cetra yourself, then?  I thought I was the last one…"

"And technically you are still the last Cetra," Katlyn replied.  "What I am is the complicated part that I mentioned earlier."

"So… what are you, then?"

Walking over to one of the pews, Katlyn sat down as she began to explain, "The short answer is that I am the Goddess' Champion, here to prevent the Calamity from causing more chaos than she already has."

The Cetra's spine stiffened at the mention of the being that had decimated her race so long ago.  "The Calamity… the Planet has mentioned that title several times, especially when General Sephiroth is nearby."

Katlyn sighed, "Yes, well unfortunately Sephiroth, along with all of the other First Class SOLDIERs, have the Calamity's cells inside of them thanks to that bastard Hojo.  Sephiroth has a LOT more cells in him, though, which is why the Planet is much more leery of him than the others.  He has the potential to truly become the Second Calamity if Jenova has her way.  Thankfully, though, Lady Minerva has granted me the opportunity, the tools, and the skills to prevent this."

Aerith opened her mouth to ask more questions, however Katlyn raised a hand to forestall them as she commented, "However, that is a topic for another time.  The important thing right now is that I have been trained in many of the skills of the Cetra, and now I'm here to pass them on to you in order to give you the best shot at reviving the Cetra race that I can give."

Aerith's eyes lit up with excitement at this.  No more will she have to try and muddle her way through the abilities granted to her via her mother… "What kind of skills?"

Smiling, Katlyn explained, "First, we'll develop the skills you already have, namely the ability to speak to those within the Lifestream and the Planet itself.  Then, we'll work on how to properly use that White Materia that's hiding in your hair."

From the way her fists lightly clenched, the Cetra was obviously resisting the urge to check to see if the aforementioned Materia was still safely hidden.  Aerith raised her eyebrows with surprise at Katlyn's knowledge.

Ignoring Aerith's reaction, Katlyn continued, "Then finally I'll teach you the offensive abilities of the Cetra that have unfortunately been lost due to the passage of time."

"Wait… I thought the Cetras believed in peace and working in harmony with Gaia," mentioned Aerith confusedly.

"Well, how else do you think that your ancestors managed to fight and eventually seal Jenova?"

Aerith nodded, conceding that Katlyn had a point there.  "But… why now?  Why not earlier, when my mother was still alive?"

Silence reigned supreme for several moments as Katlyn debated how to answer her.  Finally, she said slowly, "The only answer I can give you right now is that this was pretty much the earliest I could arrive on Gaia thanks to my… unique circumstances.  And please, don't ask about those circumstances, for the time has not yet come to explain them."

The young Cetra stared into Katlyn's eyes for several long moments.  "Alright.  I'll trust you."

"Thank you," Katlyn responded sincerely.  "Now… would it be alright if I crashed with you until I can get a place of my own?"

"I dunno," came Aerith's response.  "You'll have to go through my step-mother first."


"So… you claim that Aerith is going to be needed for future events that as of right now you are unwilling to discuss, and so you have come to give her some of this 'training' that she'll need," began Elmyra Gainsborough.

"Yes, ma'am," Katlyn replied, confidence filling her voice despite the rather distinct feeling that she was being interrogated by a school teacher welling up inside of her.

"Not only that, you're asking me if you can stay here for an undetermined amount of time until you can 'find a place of your own'?"

"Yes, ma'am."

The woman who had taken care of the last Cetra and kept her safe for the majority of her life looked at the Champion with skeptical green eyes.  As the three women sitting around the small round kitchen table simultaneously took a sip of their tea, Katlyn suddenly felt nervous.  Would Elmyra allow her to stay?  Or would she have to find someplace else, and risk capture by Shinra?

Finally, Elmyra said slowly, "I might be amiable to you staying here, if you could provide proof of your claim that you are this so-called 'Champion of the Goddess', Ms. Lune."

"Certainly," replied Katlyn.  "Thankfully, I took the liberty of Scanning your home for cameras and other recording devices when I first walked in."

"Wait, you can use Scan materia for those?" inquired Aerith excitedly.

Frowning, Elmyra added, "And why would you think there would be cameras in my home?"

Giggling a little bit, Katlyn answered, "Yes, you can use Scan materia to search for specific items as long as you have the control necessary, and I am well aware that the Turks have realized just who Aerith is and that they have vowed to protect her for as long as they can.  Thus, knowing them, I figured it would make sense for cameras and other recording devices to be planted in the place she calls home so that they can be aware of who would be entering her home and why.  I did find one camera and one microphone, however a low-powered Thunder took care of them in a way that the Turks won't be suspicious about it."

Elmyra's eyes narrowed slightly in anger at the revelation that indeed her home's privacy had been compromised, however it was Katlyn's assurance that the ones who had done the compromising had done so with good intentions in mind that obviously kept her from saying anything about it.  "So… your proof?"

Saying nothing, Katlyn immediately focused her mind to activate the first stage of her Champion mode.  The two Gainsboroughs' eyes opened wide as the shine from the golden armor suffused itself throughout her entire being.  Remembering the first time she saw herself clad fully in her armor back in the Goddess' home, Katlyn smiled a tiny wistful smile.  Never before that moment had she felt so… beautifully powerful, and confident in who she was.

"That's… some proof," Elmyra finally choked out.  As Katlyn allowed her Champion mode to fall away, the elder Gainsborough added, "Welcome to our home."

A big smile filling her face, Katlyn responded, "Thank you, Ms. Gainsborough, for allowing me to stay.  Now… what else would you like to know?"
Finally got this chapter done in between taking care of Aurora and catching up on some much needed sleep... and soon the fun parts shall begin!!

Oh, and Happy Belated Halloween!

To all of those who were caught in Sandy's path, my thoughts and prayers are with you. I hope all of you are safe.

*I don't own Final Fantasy VII or any of its characters, though Katlyn is mine.

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EDIT: I'm deciding to make this a multi chapter story~ And knowing me it'll be a while before the first chapter is up but I swear to you all this will be accomplished. ^_^ PS. This is not the last chapter...merely the second to third to last chapter ^3^
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RinxLen One shot:
Kinda Fluffy? :3
(Rin's POV)
"God Rin! Why can't you suck it up and deal with it! Len doesn't love you! You're just lying to yourself if you think that he'll ever like some as low-life and self centered as you!" I buried my head into my knees, remembering those words coming from Miku…I've known that for a while now…He'd never love me; I'm his twin for crying out loud! But still the words had cut at me like a knife. So I left. And being so stupid and filled with rage, I forgot a jacket. I started to feel my tears freezing on my cheeks and quickly swiped them off with my hand. How does she know? I mean, we're talking about Miku here- Miss Bubbly and naïve!
I sighed, muttering to myself "I guess I'm just that obvious…"
Then I started thinking…what was it that gave it away?? Was it Valentine's day when I gave Len that huge box of chocolate covered bananas?? No…she would have said something earlier. The only way she would of known was… I mentally face palmed, my hands too cold at the moment to move. I knew I shouldn't of left my notebook out on the counter. I put my chin on my knees, rubbing my numb and tingling hands against my numbing arms to try and bring some warmth back into them. Knowing her she's probably already told Len and then he's going to flip out and he's going to stop talking to me! Hell, he's probably going to stop singing with me too! Everything was playing out in my head…
"Rin! I can't believe how stupid you are!" he scoffs, "You think I would ever love YOU of all people? Miku's right, there's something messed up in your head something you need to get fixed! You know what, I'm done with you. It's obvious you can't be fixed."
"Len…. I just-"
"No Rin. Just go away, nobody likes someone who's broken." He emphasizes the last part of his sentence and suddenly turns away from me, cutting me off from him…cutting our connection.
I choke back a sob and rub at my eyes in irritation as tears prick at them. "Why do I do this to myself…"
So I just sat there in the cold, awaiting my fate…whatever it may be. I can't live without Len…

(Len's POV)
I walked out of the house, slamming the front door behind me with an irritated sigh. I can't believe her!
/*Dramatic pause…*\
She forgot to ask me if I wanted to go on a walk with her and she even forgot her coat! Sometimes I actually worry about her. I heard what Miku was yelling, she sounded so pleased with herself when she told me Rin- and I quote- "Is severely messed up in the head" and that my twin loved me as more than her sibling.  As I was leaving, Kaito asked me if I liked Miku…. the obvious answer being no. I LIKE everyone, don't get me wrong! It's just I don't think about Miku in that manner.

I absentmindedly fiddled with Rin's jacket I had in hand, just hoping I could find my princess before her mood got to her and she decided she was going to die all dramatically in the snow.
I know Rin doesn't show it as often as Miku or even the creeper Gakupo, but she cries and gets hurt as easily as everyone else…her pride just gets in the way of her letting everyone know.
The soft shuffling of feet on the snow and sniffling as if trying to stop tears brought me out of my thoughts. I approached the evergreen tree it came from, finding a girl with her head buried in her arms and her knees pulled up tight against her chest.

(Rin's POV)
"You know it's too cold out here for someone to not be wearing a jacket." I knew that voice…but I turned my head to see who it was anyway, quickly trying to stifle my hiccupped breathing and sniffling. "Someone like me doesn't need a jacket." I mumbled, knowing Len could hear me. I turned my face back down into my knees and arms, not really surprised as the warm interior of the jacket fell across my shoulders anyway.
"Princesses shouldn't be out here alone either." Len commented, a joking manner in his tone. If he wants to tell me he agrees with Miku I wish he would do it already…I wish he would stop toying with my feelings and just leave me to deal with the shattered pieces of my heart.
"Come on, Rin. We have some people we need to talk to…"
I scoffed "I knew it…" I slowly looked up at him, knowing my eyes were red from crying. "You agree with her don't you? You think I'm…. broken." I slowly whispered the last part, choking up a little. Ughhhhh! Why do I have to do this in front of him!
"No." he said forcefully as he offered his hand to me. "I just need to tell Miku and everyone else that we understand each other and that if anyone ever makes you run out crying again, they're going to die."
"W-what?" Why was he saying this to me? All of a sudden very protective and so sure of himself- my mind blanked as he pulled me to my feet and kissed me gently. After a few moments, a light bulb seemed to go off and he pulled away slightly, a blush on his cheeks "Y-y-you mean…" I stammered out, barely connecting the words together as my mind just started working again.
"Rin, I'm just glad you finally feel the same way… I've…loved you for a long time and I just didn't want to ruin what we had and-gahhh!" He fell to the ground as I now tackled him; tears of happiness streaming down my cheeks. He laughed and then hugged me, his warmth washing over me. "Come on, let's head back before you get sick." He got to his feet, picking me up and then setting off back for home.

(Len's POV)

I breathed a sigh of relief. Thank GOD she didn't shoot me! I know we'll probably have to be "watched carefully" now but looking alike does have its advantages sometimes~ I watched her run ahead of me, undoubtedly excited to get back home and probably get her revenge on Miku. I shook my head, a smile playing on my lips. I don't think Miku's going to particularly take it easy on Rin…maybe she'll finally notice Kaito. Who knows? I don't know but maybe that's the exciting part about it all.
"Len! Come on!" my princess's sweet voice called back to me, know longer sad or angry with anyone for the moment. I hurried to catch up with her and finally walked along side her, holding her chilled hands in mine and approaching the house. All I can say is that this is definitely going to be interesting…
EDIT: My entry for #WeloveRin's Christmas Contest~
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Beware: Some people may find this as a crappy fanfiction. I apologize for only taking 20 minutes to type it up without stopping~ Thank you! If you find an issue tell me in the comments and comment if you fave please~

Just something I came up with at random while listening to 'My True Self' by Rin Kagamine. I imagined her and Miku having this huge argument but didn't feel like writing out a super long paragraph or Miku point of view so I just decided to get straight to the point. Essentially Miku found out that Rin has a HUGE crush on Len and they're twins. Miku also has a crush on Len and tears at Rin to get her to give up (yes i know Miku's mean ;^; it just worked out that way kay~). Rin does and goes out on one of her rage crying walks and basically freezes her butt off.
Len has the same unrequited feelings for Rin and when Miku tells him Rin ran off and that she was really messed up in the head Len runs off after her. Rin and Len share their feelings for each other and then continue home~
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The following story you are about to read is based on true events.



During first period, Digital Communications, the class was being welcomed to our first day of high
school and was also being taught the classroom's policies.

I was the new kid, which was typical, and since I didn't know nervous and shy nature
had started kicking in the moment I stepped into the building.

Anyways, three days later the class were assigned computers to work on our "ethics" and become better typists. I was getting a little used to the school's customs and I've made some new friends but still...I still felt timid. Day by day I've started to notice that the lights would flicker above matter where I sat. It ticked me off when I had to do classwork assignments. It was weird and yet annoying, but somehow I don't think anyone else noticed.

That's not all.

Exactly three weeks later, Sept 7., while we were working on the computers...the power went off due to a loose plug. I was a little pissed though, when my teacher was on the other side of the room I would secretly do any online-related homework from other classes and I lost all my progress...and, well...I was also going through my business on Deviantart--I was in the middle of a critique!

So my assigned seat was on the very end of the computer stations. It was also right next to where the main chord was plugged in.

Since I was the closest, I was asked if I can plug the main chord back so we can all redo our work while we still had time left.

So I did...and that's when it happened.

As I plugged it a bright blue jolt of elecricity ran up my arm. It was one of the most scariest moments of my life. It gave me quite a scare that I jumped right under the desk. It also gave me a bump on my head that lasted for days. Ugh.

I could hear the air being filled with static. Did I forget to mention that there was a loud bang? Yeah. I swear the moment it gave out nearly the whole classroom appeared right behind me. It was like New Years came a little early. Next thing I knew I was surrounded by a crowd of horrified faces, asking me if I was alright. The strange thing was...

I was fine.

3 years later.
September 17, 2010.
Just three days before my birthday...

Me, Musicdude14 (Sam S.), and our other friend Sam F. (basically 3/5 of our band, Tracing Reveries) were walking down a country-scene-like road out of town after hanging out on top of an abandoned house. Coincidentally, my girlfriend helped build that very house when she was little, after so many years no one has bought the beautiful house.

*Sigh* anyways, as me and my friends walked down the dusty road I saw a horse eating some grass, minding his own business, behind an electrical barb-wire fence.

Ha. Yeah So...I'm going to skip to the funny (and weird) part where I walk up to the horse.

I was unaware that when I went up to pet it, I also held on to the fence. And again, I WASN'T BEING AFFECTED BY THE ELECTRICITY! Wtf?

Turning back, I see confusion on both the Sam's faces. Musicdude14, in a bizzare state, walks up to the fence, touches it--and HE. GETS. SHOCKED.

It was bizzare I tell you.

With his mouth wide open in disbelief, Sam F. was in utter doubt and he too, touched the fence. And just like Musicdude14, he gets electrified.

Of course, for the Sams, it only hurt enough for them to say ow. Nothing painful enough that will give them paralyzation.

We sort of laughed about this freaky occurence but to prove that I wasn't being affected by the electricity I freaking grabbed the fence with my bare hand for at least 8 seconds.

And yet I still felt nothing. Unbelievable.

Till this day we're still laughing about how I am all "Static Resistant."
Now that I think about it...I have had problems in the past.

In 6th grade my phone would get hourly glitches and the verizon staff didn't know how to solve the problem and my touch lamp wouldn't turn on no matter how many times I tried tapping it. I threw it out my window later on.


During worship practice with the youths we had a slight blackout when I entered the room.


Just recently, and I kid you not, after washing my dishes I had an annoying migrane and the lights started flickering all of a sudden.


Right after practice with the band Sam S.'s cat, Binky, was outside sleeping on the hood of a car. I came up to her and started petting her while I was texting. I started to hear this tiny, but faint, tapping noise. Then I looked back at Binky. Turns out every time I pet her she keeps getting shocked and I didn't even notice. I came home with a scratch in my hand.


My sisters made a mess with a ton of styrofoam pieces and I had to clean up after them. I started to pick up the little styorofoam pellets with one hand while I picked up the bigger pieces with the other. I started to hear static in the air. It wasn't till a couple of seconds later that the styrofoam pellets were starting to float above my hand!

Maybe it's not me. I don't know. It could be all a coincidence.

Although, I'm scared to prove that I really might be "Static Resistant" again.
Whether you believe it or not.

It's all true.
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England X Reader
Not That Drunk

"Stupid Arthur…" you grumbled to yourself, taking another swig of your drink, effectively finishing your 4th beer. "…And that stupid, freakin' police force, I tell ya *hic* now, they've stolen my best friend!"

Sighing, you crossed your arms on the bar and nestled your head in comfortably. When you felt someone gently tap you on the shoulder you looked up to see Mathias, a regular at the pub, grinning down at you.
"Hey _____," he said, cheerfully running a hand through his sexy gelled up blonde hair. "Where's Sergeant Bushy-Brows?"

You scoffed at the mention of Arthur and straightened up on your stool, so as to face Mathias properly. "That *hic* bloody git," you growled, mocking the Brit's speech. "has ditched me… for the fuzz. The fuzz, Mathias." And with that, you jumped off of your stool, threw your arms in the air and bellowed "THE FUUUUUZZZZZZ!!"

Well, that was when all hell broke loose.
A shady Dutch man in the back of the pub immediately dropped whatever he was doing and leaped out the window, while a hyperactive blonde shrieked "OMAIGAWD, DUDES, WHERE?!" and dived under a nearby table and the albino in the corner immediately dropped the girl he was making out with, muttered something about 'having somewhere awesome to be' and left, closely followed by two of his friends.

Also in response to your sudden outburst, Mathias had fallen from his still and was currently curled up on the ground, clutching his stomach and howling with laughter.

You felt a firm hand plant itself on your shoulder and you sheepishly turned around to face the less-than-happy bartender.
"I think it's about time ye be leavin', aye lass?" He said, motioning to the door with his head.
You nodded sadly and stumbled your way out of the pub.
It'd been about an hour since you'd left the pub and you were drunkenly wandering the streets.
You looked down at your watch and sighed. "Ah, 1 o'clock… a lonely hour."

After what seemed like hours, but was probably just minutes, you found yourself sitting atop a dumpster, swinging your legs back and forth over the side, giggling manically in the process.

Soon the familiar sound of a nearby car filled your ears and the park around you was illuminated by it's headlights. You turned around to glare at the disturbance only to see that the car had pulled up behind you. But that was not an ordinary car.
"Crap-on-a-shit-sandwich!" You gasped in horror. "It's the cops!"
Just your luck, eh?

You immediately leapt from the bench you'd been occupying and began to run. But alas, in your drunken state, it was less than five steps before you tripped over your own feet and fell flat on your face.
You groaned as you heard what was undoubtedly the cops footsteps get closer and closer until he was standing right next to you.

"Well, well, well." a cold British accent filled the air. "What do we have here?"

"Occifer." You addressed the man, stumbling to your feet whilst stubbornly refusing to look him in the eye. "I swear to drunk, I'm not god!"

The officer chuckled. "Clearly." He said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

You lifted your head at an alarmingly fast rate, intending to give the man a glare so powerful, it'd put Sweden to shame. However, your plan was ruined when a colourful string of curses came tumbling from your mouth when you laid eyes on the officer.
"Arthur?" You gasped.

Your friend chuckled, taking a step closer so that he was illuminated by a streetlamp. "Yes love, it's me." He said, rolling his eyes.

As you looked him up and down you recognised the unmistakable blue uniform he wore. Yup, he was on duty all right. And boy, did he look good. His dark blue jumper fit nice and tight, showing of his thin, yet nicely muscled chest. His navy pants hugged his long legs and his police cap sat sexily atop his perfectly messy blonde hair.

As you tried to prevent yourself from drooling at the sight of your best friend, Arthur made his way over to you and slung your arm over his shoulders, supporting some of your weight.
"Love, where have you been?" Arthur asked, looking into your eyes worriedly.

You shrugged, letting out a very unattractive "Huh?"

Arthur sighed and began explaining. "I got off duty about an hour ago when that Danish git called and told me that you'd been kicked out of the pub." He said, walking you over to his car. "I've been searching the town for you ever since, _____. I was worried sick."

Arthur propped you up against the car, gently cupped your face and looked into your eyes. "Oh, _____, you never cease to amaze me. You know that?" He whispered, leaning in.

You could feel his warm breath on your face as he got closer. Just as his lips were about to meet yours you giggled and rolled your head around in his hands.
"Oooooh, Artie~" You giggled drunkenly. "You have no *hic* ideeeeeaaaa, how drunk I am~"

Arthur took a step back and sighed. "No, love, I think I have a fairly good idea how drunk you are." He chuckled, face palming.

He lifted his head to see you looking him straight in the eye, giving him the death glare of all death glares. "Nuh… uh." You said, giving your head a solemn shake. "You have no idea how drunk I am."
Arthur sighed, rolling his eyes. "Of course, love."
Finally managing to get you into the car and buckled up, Arthur started up the car and you began the half-hour drive home.
"_____?" Arthur said, focusing on the road. "I'm going to take you home to your place. How does that sound?"  he paused, waiting for you to respond. After a moment of silence, he looked over to see you sleeping peacefully, your face nuzzled into the seat.
Carrying you bridal style in his arms, Arthur walked up to your door step and pulled out the spare key that you'd given him. As he stepped inside and closed the door behind him, he felt you nuzzle your face into his chest and blushed.

He shook his head and sighed, "Bloody hell, _____. What am I going to do with you?" he whispered to himself.

He lightly kicked open the door to your bedroom and blushed at the sight of your clothes that littered the floor. As he lowered you down to place you on your bed, he felt your arms wrap tightly around his neck and your sleepy (e/c) eyes met his own widened emerald ones.

"Artie?" You mumbled, stifling a yawn. "What in God's name do you think you're doing?"

"U-uh, it's not what it l-looks like, love." He stuttered. "You fell asleep in my car and  thought it best to bring you home and put you to bed."

"Oh, mmkay." You nodded, closing your eyes and pulling him down next to you on the bed. You blinked sleepily and shuffled closer to him, breathing in the ever-present scent of tea and scones that wafted around him.

"Uh, love?" Arthur tried pulling away but you stubbornly clung tighter to him.

"Don't leave me, Arthur." You muttered into his chest. "Yoooooouuuuuuuu, owe me~ You never have time for me now, 'n it's all 'cause of that stuuuuuupiiid police force of yours. It's like it's your girlfriend or something'…"

Arthur blushed, he'd never seen you like this before. You never poured you heart out like this to him. Sure, you were drunk, but it couldn't just be the alcohol, talking… could it?

"Artie, I miss you, and your damn scones." You continued on, unaware of the brit's increasingly red face. "A-and I miss the way you smell like tea all the time. And how you always tell me off when I burp too loud. And I especially miss your sexy eyebrows." You giggled. "And you know what? I have a secret about you, Artie. A secret that only I know~"

Arthur raised his eyebrows, his interest sparked. He gently took hold of your chin and tilted your head up so that you were looking into his eyes. "Oh yes? And what is this secret?"

"Promise not to tell Arthur?" You giggled.

Resisting the urge to face palm, he nodded.

"I'm Batman, SHHHHHH." You whispered, putting a finger to your lips. "Oh, wait, wrong secret." You thought for a moment before remembering what you were going to say. "The real secret is," you yawned, nuzzling your head back into his chest, "I love you, Artie."
"I wasn't that drunk." You said, rolling your eyes.

Arthur chuckled, taking a sip of his tea. "______, you said you missed my scones."

You gasped in horror, burying your head in your hands. "Oh, god, I really was drunk."

"Oh, but it gets better." He said, smirking at you. "You claimed that you were Batman and you even complimented me on my, and I quote you here, 'sexy' eyebrows."

You groaned, looking up at Arthur from across the table. "Artie, I am SO sorry. I must've been such a pain in the arse."

Arthur shook his head. "I must admit, love, you were quite the handful but it was rather amusing. But please, be more careful next time you plan on drinking so much. You had me worried."

You looked down, ashamed. "Sorry, Arthur."

"Oh, don't be," the brit said, leaning across the table so that your faces were mere inches away from each other. "because I love you too."
And with that, he cupped your face and brought you in for a sweet, tea flavoured kiss.
13/7/13 EDIT: Oh my god. Wow, you guys. Over a year after I wrote this and people are still reading it? I really can't believe it. Almost 1000 faves too. YOU GUYS! :iconsupertighthugplz: THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH! So.. many feels.
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This, ladies and gentlemen, is my long overdue England X Reader, requested by the awesome :icondragonologystudent:.

I'm SO sorry for taking so long with it, but thank you SO much for being so patient! ^^;

Anyway, this took me bloody ages to write due to writers block, homework and my lazyness.

But I hope you all enjoy it~ :heart:

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You © You, I hope.
Batman © DC Comics
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PalletShipping / OriginalShipping
Kind of sad, gentle story.
Red/Green Ash/Gary Satoshi/Shigeru

English, original version, wroten by: Marrl.
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Pierwsze płatki śniegu spadały z nieba. Lądowały wszędzie: na dachach fomóe, na wilgotnych kamieniach i na włosach ludzi, którzy byli na zewnątrz. Wiatr był zimny, mimo tego, że było dzisiaj spokojnie. Chłodna pogoda nie przeszkadzała przechodniom, ponieważ nosili ciepłe ubrania. I, oczywiście, rozgrzewała ich także panująca atmosfera. Nawet gdy niebo stało się czarne jak smoła, kolorowe światełka migotały wszędzie na klasycznych, sklepowych znakach i w gablotach. W niektórych miejscach w miastach stały choinki. Udekorowane były kolorowymi girlandami razem z wieloma rodzajami bombek. Tak, to święta Bożego Narodzenia. Noc, w której każdy może odwiedzać się nawzajem. Noc, w której każdy może znaleźć miejsce obok innej osoby przy ognisku. Noc, w której każdy mógł być szczęśliwy z innymi. Większość była zadowolona. Nawet dorośli wyglądali, jakby mieli po pięć lat. Wszyscy mieli uśmiechy na ustach.

Oprócz niego.

Jego uśmiech wybladł jakiś czas temu, a on sam zadawał sobie co dzień pytanie, czy nie mógłby powrócić. Płatki śniegu lądujące na jego policzku nie wywoływały szczęścia, lecz ból. Jego ciało było zdrętwiałe od zimna. Nic dziwnego; jego ubranie było tak zużyte, że śnieg dotykał jego skóry. Każdego dnia było coraz ciężej utrzymać przytomność. Siedział z kolanami dociśniętymi do klatki piersiowej na zimnej ulicy. Próbował dać odpoczynek swej głowie kładąc ją na kolanach. Czasami zerkał na przechodniów. Tłumy różnych rodzajów ludzi.  Starsza pani próbująca przekroczyć ruchliwą ulicę. Młoda para trzymająca się za ręce i spoglądająca na siebie nawzajem nie dostrzegając zupełnie świata zewnętrznego. Małą dziewczyna z balonem wyglądającym jak Drifloon. Wszyscy oni szli tędy. Ale nikt nie spojrzał na niego. Albo tak, ludzie byli zirytowani tym, że prawie na niego wpadli. Albo patrzeli na niego skrzywieni, myśleli, że zapyta o pieniądze lub jedzenie. Ale on nigdy nie spytał. Po prostu oglądał.

Zobaczyłem czerwonowłosą, przechodzącą dziewczynę. Miała włosy upięte w kucyk. Ubrana w swój płaszcz o niebieskim, oceanicznym odcieniu, szła szybkim krokiem przez tłum. Przypomniała mi moją dawną przyjaciółkę. Poznałem ją podczas kradzieży jej roweru, który zresztą niedługo potem popsułem. W sumie nigdy nie zapłaciłem jej za ten wypadek. Podróżowała ze mną długi czas, kiedy to właśnie zacząłem marzyć o byciu mistrzem Pokémon. Pomagała mi często i nie pozwalała, bym robił głupoty. Właściwie to zawsze traktowałem ją jak przyjaciółkę, podczas gdy inni moi przyjaciele przysięgali, że czuje do mnie coś więcej. Nie wierzyłem w to, ale okazało się, że była to prawda. Nie było tak, że odwzajemniłem jej uczucie. Po prostu… Lubiłem ją. Jak przyjaciółkę.

Kobieta maszerowała w swym stałym tempie, ale jej wzrok ślizgał się po witrynach. Nagle natrafiła na mnie... Patrzyła przez chwilę. Potem odeszła.

Rękoma przysunął kolana nieco bliżej ciała. Chciał spojrzeć w niebo, lecz jego widok był zbyt rozmyty, by dostrzec gwiazdy. Może śniegowe chmury były przed nimi. Może Wenus był nad nim..? Złączył razem swe dłonie i zażyczył sobie, by wszystko było tak, jak kiedyś. Nie myślał jednak, że jego życzenie będzie spełnione, o nie…

Zobaczyłem ciemnowłosego chłopaka. Nosił ciemnoniebieski T-shirt, co było dość dziwne ze względu na pogodę. W dość dziwny sposób próbował zaimponować pięknej dziewczynie idącej obok niego. On także przypomniał mi przyjaciela z przeszłości. Zawsze był przy mnie, , nawet gdy chciałem robić rzeczy zagrażające memu życiu. Z jakiegoś powodu zakochiwał się w każdej napotkanej dziewczynie. Problemem było to, że każda dziewczyna z którą flirtował, nigdy nie była nim do końca zainteresowana. Ale nawet jeśli mógł być zupełnie rozproszony, mógł też nagle w jednej chwili spoważnieć. Był mistrzem w hodowli Pokémonów. Był także świetnym kucharzem. Chciałem zachichotać, ale moje gardło zbyt bolało.

Przeszli. Mężczyzna nawet na mnie nie spojrzał.

Człowiek ubrany w wesoły, kolorowy strój, wyszedł z jednego sklepu na ulicę. Spojrzał wkurzony na młodego człowieka. Robił histeryczne ruchy dłońmi, jakby odganiał stado os.

"Hej! Idź sobie stąd! Nie chcemy takich ludzi jak ty w takim miejscu!" powiedział donośnym głosem.

Młody człowiek podniósł powoli głowę. Spojrzał na niego smutnym, zmęczonym wzrokiem. Sprzedawca tylko zdenerwował się jeszcze bardziej. Wyglądał tak, jakby zaraz miał użyć przemocy ale nagle poczuł dłoń na swoim ramieniu.

"Zostaw go, John. On siedzi tu częściej," powiedział mrukliwym tonem.

Sprzedawca skinął głową dość zaskoczony, ale wrócił ponownie do swojego sklepu.
Chłopak westchnął i znów pozwolił swoje głowie odpoczywać na jego kolanach.

Zobaczyłem żółtego Pokémona. Wyglądał bardzo staro, ale nadal dokazywał z łatwością. Chłopiec kroczył obok niego. Mógł mieć jakieś dziesięć lat. Podekscytowany maszerował wśród innych ludzi. Ten widok przywiódł mi na myśl mojego pierwszego Pokémoan. Kiedy przyszedłem za późno, by móc wybrać startowego Pokémona, profesor pozwolił mi wybrać innego. Ten Pokémon został jednym z moich najlepszych przyjaciół. Został ze mną przez całą podróż, kiedy to ja musiałem porzucać wszystkie inne stworzonka odwiedzając kolejne regiony. Byliśmy zespołem na całe życie. Cóż, tak przynajmniej myślałem na początku.
Pokémon odwrócił głowę w moją stronę, po czym stanął.

"Pika?". Podszedł do mnie z wahaniem. Starałem się wyglądać na szczęśliwego, lecz ma twarz wciąż była odrętwiała.

"Wesołych świąt" Szepnąłem praktycznie niesłyszalnie. Wyciągnąłem dłoń do małego Pokémona. Kiedy dotknąłem go, poczułem prąd przechodzący przez moje ciało. Odsunąłem dłoń szybko. Pokémon wyglądał na rozzłoszczonego na jego czerwonych policzkach.

"Pikachuu!" chłopięcy głos zawołał z oddali. Pokémon kiwnął głową na jego słowa, po czym odszedł. Żegnaj…

Powoli położył się na ziemi. Myślał, że zazna spokoju na trochę, póki ktoś nie nadepnął na jego nogę. Podniósł się w jednej chwili. Krwawił. Znowu. Położył dłonie na swych oczach. Chciał spać... Ale nie mógł. Nie tutaj, na zimnej ulicy.
Powoli cierpienie opanowywało jego ciało. Jego umysł przepełniony był bolesnymi wspomnieniami. Próbował powstrzymywać się od łez. 'Nie chcę robić tego więcej...'

Niezginające się palce zesztywniałe od zimna
Śnieg padający na twe ramiona
Twój wzrok spoczywa w dole
Kryje w sobie adorację
Malowanie ulic na biało, pozostawia ją bez śladów

Zobaczyłem wysokiego mężczyznę. Miał aksamitnie brązowe włosy. Nosił ciepły, szary płaszcz, który przywodził na myśl strój detektywa. Widać było też jego idealne ciało. Jego zielono-niebieskie oczy patrzyły na niekończące się ulice. Przywiódł mi na myśl mojego najlepszego przyjaciela jakiego kiedykolwiek miałem. Często robił wszystko co mógł, by mnie uszczęśliwić. Widywaliśmy się codziennie. Uczył mnie wielu rzeczy, zawsze był przymnie, nieważne co się działo. Obiecaliśmy sobie dwie rzeczy: Po pierwsze, spróbujemy zostać Mistrzami Pokémon razem, bez względu na wszystko. Po drugie, zawsze będziemy razem Obie te obietnice zostały złamane. Zostawił mnie z tyłu, więc staliśmy się rywalami. Zaraz po 'Silver Conference' powiedział mi, że porzuca swe marzenie o byciu Mistrzem Pokémon. Zdecydował, że zostanie badaczem, tak jak jego dziadek. Po tym wszystkim zostaliśmy przyjaciółmi, lecz nasza znajomość nigdy już nie była tak silna, jak kiedyś. Zawsze tego żałowałem. Czuję, że depresja wróciła do mnie z chwilą w której zacząłem o tym myśleć.

Mężczyzna odwrócił wzrok w moją stronę. Nagle jego wszystkie emocje zamieniły się w szok. Zatrzymał się i pozwolił, by wszyscy inni go mijali. Świat stał się cichy. Spojrzałem się na niego moimi smutnymi oczami. Stał tam przez chwilę, spokojny, nieruchomy. Następnie podszedł do mnie spokojnie. Spróbowałem spojrzeć w górę. Moja szyja zbyt bolała. Był niezwykle wysoki… Albo to ja byłem tak niski... Na szczęście pochylił się nieco, tak więc mogłem widzieć jego twarz. Twarz doskonałości. Nie mogłem znaleźć niepoprawności nigdzie, może oprócz zatroskanej bruździe na czole. Jego wzrok niemal wwiercał się we mnie, ledwo mogłem utrzymywać oczy otwarte. Szybko spojrzałem w dół… Lecz teraz zmuszony byłem ponownie spojrzeć na mężczyznę, przez jego ciepłą dłoń na moim policzku. Zamknąłem oczy: Nie odważyłem się spojrzeć na niego. Jego dłoń ześlizgnęła się z policzków na szyję i ramiona. Po tym straciłem kontakt z jego dotykiem. Nie spojrzałem w górę przekonany o tym, że już sobie poszedł. Poczułem go jednak znów, coś owinęło się wokół mnie. Było ciepłe, tak jak kołdra. Otworzyłem delikatnie oczy. Jego płaszcz. Zawiesił swój szary płaszcz na moich ramionach. Owinąłem go nieco ciaśniej. Mężczyzna wciąż stał wpół zgięty. Chciałem mu podziękować, lecz me gardło było zbyt suche. Uśmiechnął się do mnie, po czym wyprostował się i odszedł powoli.</i>

Ukryty pod płaszczem obserwował odchodzącego chłopaka. Ciepło obejmowało go. Był wdzięczny. Uśmiechnął się do wysokiego mężczyzny objętego słabymi promieniami księżyca. Zamknął delikatnie oczy. Chwilę przed tym, aż całkowicie się zamknęły, ujrzał człowieka patrzącego na niego.

'Dziękuję Ci, Shigeru.'

Zobaczyłem mdlejącego, czarnowłosego chłopaka. Owinięty był płaszczem, a na jego ustach plątał się usmiech. Przypomniał mi on cennego przyjaciela z przeszłości. Często robił wszystko co mógł, by mnie uszczęśliwić. Zostawiłem go z naprawdę głupiej przyczyny. Zostaliśmy później przyjaciółmi, lecz nie tak dobrymi, jak byliśmy na początku. Nie widziałem go już jakiś czas i prawdę mówiąc zaczęło mi go trochę brakować.
Patrzyłem na Wenus między ciemnymi chmurami na niebie.

'Ciekawie gdzie jest teraz Satoshi…'
I didn't write it myself!
I just...
Translated it because I really LOVE this story.
I also didn't draw this pic. I found it somewhere on the Internet... If you know who draw this, please tell me!

Original story, wrote by Marrl is here :


Shigeru/Gary x Ash/Satoshi
Green x Red
by Pokemon.
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I saw the moon and the stars up in the sky
I closed my eyes and looked again
suddenly I saw you
with your innocent eyes
and with your soft lips.
I tried to hold you.
suddenly I felt a warm feeling,
was it you who kissed me?
or was it the sun that raised from the horizon?
no it was you, my one and only love.
were we on an island all alone with no one around us?
just us two togeather.
we were holding eachother kissing, hugging

But when I woke up,
I realized that it was all a dream
and I hope you had the same
my first poem jeah it was for english so yeah^^
i allready love someone it is for him but jeah u should never know^^

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