EnglandxReader- Moving in (Part 1)"Oh man, I really hate moving." You grumbled to yourself as you lugged the box upstairs. It didn't help that the lift was broken, or that the box weighed about as much as you did. Collapsing in a heap outside your new flat, you wiped your forehead and tried to get your breath back.More Like This
It would be the first time you'd ever lived alone. Before moving here, you'd lived in a flat with your friends, and before that you'd lived at home with your parents. When you moved out, they moved to this town, and, after finding work at a bookstore in the town centre, you moved into this block of flats.
It wasn't one of those horrible, run-down council flats, oh no. It was a lovely (and expensive) place, with nice, spacious apartments and a reputation for being one of the nicer places to live in this town. Still, they could have fixed the lift, you mused darkly, remembering the other twenty-odd boxes in the foyer.
"Hey, you OK lady?" Came a child's voice, and you snapped out of your reverie to find
GermanyxReader: Just Like She Was***This is a Germany x Reader. It's based off of a song I love called 'May'. So if you've heard the song, you know what's coming! If not, you will have a vague idea of what happens in the song. Please enjoy~More Like This
Twirling around upon hearing the voice of your seven-year-old best friend, you bounded over to join him by the old swing set.
"Ludwig! Do you feel better? Momma said you were sick!"
"Ja," he replied with a small smile. "I'm feeling a lot besser."
You grinned back. "That's great!"
There was a short yet comfortable silence between you two. But heeding the beck and call of the swing set behind you, you asked, "Want to swing?" before grabbing Ludwig's hand and proceeding to tug him along, barely hearing the mumbled "Ok ", and definitely not noticing the tiny blush creeping up his cheeks.
"Where the hell is he?"
Sitting next to you on the bench, Ludwig checked his watch. "I don't know. He vas supposed to be here ten minutes ago. Someti
EnglandXReader: Just a KissEnglandXReaderMore Like This
Just a Kiss
Lying here with you so close to me,
It's hard to fight these feelings when it so hard to breath.
I'm caught up in this moment,
I'm caught up in your smile
You and Arthur walked down that street in the fading light of the setting sun. He was walking you home after your study session for the up coming history test. History wasn't really your strong point, and Arthur had agreed to help you study. After all, what were best friends for anyway? A surprisingly warm breeze swept across the street. You closed your eyes letting the breeze play across your face.
"It's such a nice evening!" You said. Arthur looked around and smiled.
"Yes it is love." He said. You opened your eyes and skipped forward down the street. Arthur laughed. He couldn't help it. You were just too cute. H
EnglandxReader - Paper LanternsEnglandxReader Paper LanternsMore Like This
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There he stood, papers and books all over the floor, piles of papers and an unorganized desk, the one Professor at your college you didn't hate, Prof. Arthur Kirkland. He was actually only two years older then you, which was one of the reasons he was better than the older Professors. The first day you entered his classroom you were struck by his emerald eyes and shaggy blonde hair, this resulted in you having deep feelings for him. His office was always messy, probably because he was oh so busy with work. He taught English and History, your favorite subject happening to be History. It was after classes and since you always saw Arthur's office messy, you decided to help the Brit. When you came in you saw him standing there looking at the ground, motionless.
"U-Um, Professor? Is everything alright?"
"Huh, oh _____________, I didn't see you there. Yeah everything's just fine, just a bit messy."
He laughed, and ga
Purple Ribbon Part 2More Like This
Pain rippled through the nurse's head as she awoke. Her hand gently rested on the source, finding it bandaged. Curiosity swarmed her pained mind as she sat up and realized she was not at home, though the setting seemed familiar. A warm scent of fresh citrus sent her flying back in her memories and she gently closed her eyes, laying her head back down.
A little boy huffed with soft green eyes...Her nose wrinkled at the memory, green didn't seem like the correct colour there.
"I don't want to cut it!" he complained, crossing his arm. "I like it long..."
"But you always complain that it's in your face..." she murmured back, running her fingers through her friend's curly locks. Every now and then her finger would get tangled on a stray curl and she'd have to pull her fingers out.
"I won't cut it..." he huffed, shooting her a glare.
"Fine.." she giggled, thinking of how adorable he looked. "Then we'll find a
Teacher!America x Student!Reader - DresscodeQuick, get dressed! Gosh dangwhere were all your clothes?More Like This
You tried to recall the last time you ran a wash. More than a week ago. That explained it.
Now you scraped the back of your dresser drawers for something that didn't break the dress code. "Arugh!" The minutes on that clock were changing far too fast. Well you had to wear something. You tugged on a really tight pair of jeans, which felt a little like a push-up bra for your butt at the moment. Shoving your feet into a pair of tennis shoes, you donned a very lacy, tight camisole with thin straps. Over that, you wore a cute graphic tee you hardly ever got to wear, because it was an off-the-shoulder scoop neck, a detail you hadn't noticed when you bought it on clearance.
You brushed your hair quickly, muttering a curse as you checked the clock again, and grabbed your school supplies, leaving the house without breakfast.
Your heart sped and you blushed as you halted your brisk-walk in front of the blue door to your fir
Teacher!America x Student!Reader - Dresscode (ch2)You'd been distracted all day from first period on. Mr. Braginski had almost written you up for being so spacey.More Like This
And now it was lunch and your heart was hammering and you could hear it in your ears and your stomach fluttered, the sensation almost overwhelming enough to trip you on your way to Mr. Jones's room. You clutched a hand to your stomach upon entering the hallway, hesitating at the closet door. When he'd said to meet him "here" did he mean the closet or the classroom?
You got your answer when Mr. Jones stepped out to close the classroom door. He saw you and smiled, nodding his head toward the room in invitation. You smiled back shyly, entering with a shaky breath. "H-hi."
"You're late," he teased, walking over to his desk and writing something in Sharpie on a piece of binder paper. "This is becoming habit. Do you like keeping me waiting?"
Heart, shut up, you can't hear the teacher. "I'm sorry I was finishing a chem test in Braginski's class."
"Ooh. Gotcha." He winked up at
AmericaxReader: Ballad of the Roller Coaster Hey! Reader! Yeah, You! Judith is my FC for Hetalia, and even though she's mentioned in the story quite a lot/part of the plot, she's not really here as a pairing with America or you, alright?More Like This
Okay, now you can get to reading the story ^>^ Have fun~!
As you excitedly dragged your friend into the line for your favorite ride, you beamed.
"This is gonna be so much fun!" You squealed, and your friend, Jonah, sighed.
"Yeah, yeah. You make us ride this ALL the time...Don't you ever get tired of it?" She huffed, and you lightly punched her arm.
"Nope!" You laughed, and a guy behind you filled in line with some of his friends.
"Judith, this ride is so wicked cool! You're gonna love it! I've ridden it, like four thousand times!" He cheered, and you turned to see a tall blond man with glasses.
His eyes were like the skies of Heaven, the light blue clouds striking you wonderfully, even behind glasses, they were wonderful. Streaks of golden rays covered his head with hair you could have
EnglandxReader: Sparks FlyYour eyes fluttered open gently, you felt a warm arm around you. It belonged to the love of your life, Arthur Kirkland. Today was your 1st anniversary with him, and you had something very special planned. You wiggled out of his arm gently, as not to wake him up. You got dressed quickly and headed to the kitchen. Step 1 of the plan, make his favorite breakfast of scones and tea and bring them to him in bed.More Like This
Step one was quick and easy, you had finished cooking and were back in the room in about 20 minutes. You set the tray on the dresser and walked over to Iggy to wake him up. You kissed him gently on the cheek and whispered.
"Arthur... Love its time to get up."
His eyes opened slowly, alowing his sparkling green eyes to meet with your (e/c) ones.
"Oh... Good Morning love." He sat up and streatched, then gave you a gentle kiss on the cheek. "Happy Anniversary."
"Happy Anniversary Artie, I've got a big surprise planned for you."
"Oh do you now?"
"Mmmhm and part ones right over here." You
Seven Minutes in Heaven: ArthurAs you sit there you can't help but glance across the room at a certain Englishman. He was completely oblivious to your longing stares which only encouraged you to stare longer. To say you had it bad for Arthur was an understatement. You were completely in love with him. Everything about him enticed you. From his shaggy blonde hair that framed his face perfectly, to the caterpillar-like eyebrows above his deep green eyes, you were smitten. You were so smitten that you actually used the word smitten!More Like This
Alfred waving his hand in front of your face brought you back to reality, "Yo! Earth to (Name)!" You blushed, hastily looking away from Arthur to Alfred who smirked.
"You know, if you keep staring at Magic Brows you might grow brows like his," he snickered, causing you to blush harder and punch him in the arm a bit too hard. He brushed it off and rubbed his arm. Damn, could you be strong.
"Shut up, Alfie," you giggled at your friend. He was the only one who knew of your infatuation. And you
EnglandxReader -One of those daysSome days are good days.More Like This
Some days are 'okay' days.
And some days are 'what the crap' days.
"This is one of those." You muttered to yourself as you shoved your work uniform into your bag. You worked a second shift later at night. It obviously wasn't your first choice, but you had to make that money somehow. It wasn't easy running two jobs and to make things worse, you had a splitting headache. 'Just ignore it.' You thought to yourself. You stepped out the door and locked it. Turning around you noticed the familiar blond and those all too characteristic... thick eyebrows. Those wouldn't look good on anyone but him.
"Hey, _______, where are you off too?" He asked.
"A-Arthur! Umm..aah..uh..." Utterly flustered, all your thoughts decided they were going to leap from your train of thought. Great. Now what? What would he do if he knew you were running two jobs? Probably pity you, and the last thing you wanted was pity. You pulled yourself together.
He raised an eyebrow.
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Now your turn to choose an item, you walked up to the hat and began to feel around. Something soft, furry and squishy caught your attention. It felt like a small beanbag. Now curious, you decided to pick that item. You pulled it out of the hat and looked at it. It was a small angel fish shaped beanie baby. "Not sure here, but I'm guessing this belongs to Seychelles."
Seychelles looked surprised that you had guessed her item correctly. "Yes, that's mine, how did you know?"
"Later dudes, later. You can discuss the magic of the fish in the closet." America placed a hand on either of your shoulders and walked you both to the closet. "Okay dudes, have fun now, I'll see you both in seven minutes." America shut the door, making everything pitch go black.
"Wow it gets dark in here." Seychelles managed to crawl across the floor until she found you. "Why were you way over here? Never mind, how did you know that fish was mine? No one even knows I exists."
"I don't know
Pillow Talk (Canada x Insecure!Reader)A contented sigh escaped Matthew's lips as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer to his bare chest. A gentle hum reverberated through your body in response to your lover's bare warmth. You silently began to paint untraceable patterns on his chest using your fingernails. Tentatively, you voiced a question that had been nudging at you for far too long. A relentless, pin sharp thorn in your side.More Like This
"Hmmm?" He responded lazily, placing a chaste kiss on your forehead.
"Do you love me?"
"Of course." He tilted his head down so that he could look at you, but you refused his amethyst gaze.
"Why?" You demanded
He opened his mouth to reassure you, but before he could speak, you cut him off.
"You could do so much better than me. You could find someone prettier, kinder, smarter."
"(Name), why are you so worried?"
You adjusted your shoulders and swallowed before continuing.
"You're just so kind, so gentle, so human. But I'm coarse, abrasive, ugly and cold."
"No, no, no." Gently
Canada x Reader: Nice Guys Finish LastYou look up when Matthew Williams enters, smiling. You've had a crush on him for the longest of times, but you're way too shy to tell him that. Besides, he doesn't seem interested in you. He's really nice to you, but that's only during the rare occurrences of him actually talking to you. Besides, you already have a boyfriend; he's the ever so stoic Berwald Oxenstierna who seems like he can't give you the time of day.More Like This
No one ever notices Matthew, but the funny thing is that you'd wish he'd notice you.
You're just an afterthought to him, the person he bumps into in the middle of the road by accident.
So you lower your gaze, letting your smile fade.
This is why you're with Berwald; he asked you to be his girlfriend, and since you're never going to get Matthew to ever notice you, at least romantically, you told yourself to move on and date him.
Too bad Berwald spends more time with Tino Väinämöinen, his best friend, and he doesn't even text you or call you or visit but once
Canada x Reader Request"Do it, bro."More Like This
"C'mon, yo! She's gonna say yes! Do it! Ask her!"
"Alfred just just leave me alone "
Alfred F. Jones sighs as he sits back, watching you pass. His half-brother, Matthew Williams, had the absolute biggest crush on you and he has had this crush for nearly two years.
But Matthew is painfully shy. He talks to you but not much. He can't help it. You just make him nervous, and you're way out of his league, anyway. Besides, he's pretty sure that you only talk to him because Alfred is always with him.
"So, what if I set y'all two up in a date?" Alfred asks, continuing to watch you.
"Alfred don't," Matthew whispers as he looks down at his feet. "She'll never go for a guy like me."
Matthew and Alfred are talking about you; you can tell because they keep glancing over at you.
Matt's blushing again, and your insides start tickling. Mattie is just about the most adorable guy you've ever met, and he is so, so sweet. He's too cute to be rea
All that Sexual FrustrationNow it's Girlfriend!ReaderXBoyfriend!Matthew.More Like This
Matthew had the worst habit of just slipping french into lots of conversation, you wanted to accuse him of being a weeabo but found you couldn't do that to your adorable little canadian boyfriend, plus most canadians did know french but not many slipped it into their english. And at this point you felt like it was at your expense, the little smirk he got when he said the french words made you suspect something but this was Matthew! He couldn't do a dirty or harmful thing to anyone ever. . It happened a lot at the most random times but you needed to find out what those little comments were.
You two were at the super market, getting the regulars. Peaches, mangoes, pancake ingredients, and you couldn't pass up the chance to tease your boyfriend.
"Mattie, do you want regular maple syrup or honey pecan?" You teased knowing his strict hate of artificially flavoured syrup.
"Je veux vraime
Happy Birthday: Canada x Reader x 2p!Canada Part IMatthew and Matt sat in the living room talking about their shared birthday quietly. Matthew looked sad, but Matt had already accepted long ago that no one would ever remember the two brothers and their birthday.More Like This
Matthew asked quietly, “Do you think anyone will remember this year?”
“No,” Matt said bluntly, flipping through channels on the television in a bored manner, “I don’t. We’ll share some cupcakes like we always do, and give each other some silly little thing, okay?”
Matthew sighed, settling down next to his twin. Then he remembered something. “_____ asked us when our birthday was a while ago.” he whispered quietly.
Beside him, Matt tensed. He said through clenched teeth, “Yeah? I remember.”
“She might do something for us. Send us a card...” Matthew said, almost quieter than before.
Matt turned the television off quickly, staring at his more soft spoken, gentler twin. “Don’t get your h
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Games 'n' Guys - Canada
-Some minor sexual themes, but I'm sure you guys can handle this without me giving a real warning-
"(Name)! You look... Wow." Canada was more than a little flustered at your 'girly' appearance.You thanked him with a smile, even though the high heels and skirt made you uncomfortable. To get a compliment from him brightened up your day instantly.
"But you know you didn't have to get fancy just to visit me. I would... It would be nice if you just stayed in sweats in a t-shirt like usual. I'm sure you'd be more comfortable in that."
And there it was. The reason that the Canadian held every inch of your affection. You knew he liked it whenever you wore dresses and skirts , but always asked if you wanted to change out because he knew you loved baggy clothes. The boy was an absolute saint.
"Naw. I'm fine , I don't mind wearing a skirt every once and a while. Besides it not about my clothes right now." you held up the Mario Kart game case. "It's about me finally kicking
America x Neko!Reader: The Cat's Out of the Bag 5BMore Like This
It was over. Your hero was gone, and now you forever belonged to the man who ended your loved one’s life. Ivan went and picked up the gun and returned to the side of Alfred’s now lifeless body. He aimed it at the back of his head, intending to end it for good. He placed his finger on the trigger and pulled. Alfred’s body shook from the impact and fell, once again, lifeless.
You handed noticed but your leash fell low enough for Francis to take hold and pull hard, getting your attention. You jumped out of the tree and scrambled toward Alfred’s body. Unfortunately, Francis’s hold as too strong, and you were violently jerked back.
“Please! Please let me go to him! I swear that’s all I want. Please!” You pleaded with red, tearful eyes. Francis dropped the leash, and you sprinted to where Alfred lay. Once you were at his side, you gently rolled him to his back and cradled his head in your arms. Sobbing doesn’t describe how you reacted. Yo
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Arthur escaped from the castle again for the who knows my many times with his horse. According to him, life inside the castle sucks as hell, everything gets on your way, not letting you do whatever you please. No matter what you do, you were always get dictated.
He got out from the castle by disguising as a carriage man, thankfully it worked unbelievably, the security inside was so tight. Arthur went out to town to see what his people doing.
'Lively as always...' he thought to himself as he tied his white horse at the fences.
He always loved this town, the smell of the foods and the kind and cheerful people. He walked and walked until he got satisfied, and then, he saw a terribly familiar looking girl with a (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes. He approached to her and talked to her without a second thought.
"Hey there, can I ask what's your name, miss?" he said with a calm voice. He didn't care what she'll think of him.
"_-_____..." you replied shyly, surprised at the unusual question.
emotions with longer names"Why are you holding a camera?" Her eyes flickered to look at his. She possessed no poker face—her discomfort made him smile, even now.More Like This
"I don't know," replied a disembodied voice. The sound of his words made his heart beat faster, made the memories come rushing back in some horrific nightmarish image of a carnival ride.
She displayed her white teeth to him in an awkward smile, the flashing red light reflected in her eyes. They weren't looking at the camera—they were looking at him.
"Talk to me," he said, loving to film the shape of her face in all that silence but knowing her awkward quirks.
"I don't know what to say." Her voice was quieter than normal, and scarlet stop signs were ebbing at her cheeks.
"Say anything," he commanded in a voice heavy with anticipation. His vowels were richer than a gourmet bagel caked in strawberry cheesecake cream cheese.
She bit her lip, and he could see the cartoon bubble appearing above her furrowed brow—I'm thinking.
"John Cusack," she whispe
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You sighed as you stared off into space out your bedroom window. There was something on your mind. It was just eating away at every inch of your brain like a parasite and the stress of it all was spreading through you like an infection.
You hated feeling this way you had never felt so achy in your chest in your life. It was for a good reason though .
In three days there was going to be a big party where all the countries would be. Each person was supposed to bring a partner along and almost everyone had a partner at this point .except for you.
You couldn't exactly complain about the whole "being asked" thing. You had been asked out by Lithuania, Poland, France, China, and Russia .and you had rejected them all. Why? It was simple. You wanted to be asked by a specific person the one you had feelings for the one you had been friends with since before you could even remember
"Such a pretty day " you said in your
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At your house you were waiting anxiously for Romano it was finally the day of the party and you were so excited but so nervous at the same time. You were so wound up in fact, that when Romano knocked at the door, you jumped a bit.
"Coming!" you called, rushing to the door.
Your eyes widened and you blushed at the sight before you
Here was your friend Romano, well more recently your boyfriend, dressed up in a black tuxedo with a dark red undershirt ..he looked perfect like a model
In the meantime, Romano couldn't take his eyes off you either. You had worn your hair in just the right way to flatter your face and your makeup complemented everything about you perfectly.
Your dress flowed all the way down to (place) and the color and cut of it was brilliant on you you looked perfect
"U-um so how are you?" you said finally.
"What? Oh fine." Romano said shifting his eyes to the side.
You smiled at how cute his face looks. "You're all pouty faced
EnglandxReader Coffee shopYou were walking home from a coffee shop in the middle of a snow storm. Your car didn't start and you were about to fly off the handle when the store didn't have what you were looking for. Your heel gave out and you dropped your coffee. It spilled all over the place. You growled under your breath and picked up the empty cup and walked over to the public trash can over by a bench. As you threw it away you noticed a man lying down on the bench. His head was facing the back of the seat and his arms were folded and tucked up into his chest. A scarf covered his mouth and nose and ear muffs protected his redding ears. The man just laid there motionless.More Like This
"Excuse me sir." You move his shoulder to get his attention. "Why are you out here in the cold like this? You're bound to get sick." You readjust your scarf so it was on the bridge of your nose.
"Nobody wants me." He droned. "Why should I care if I do or not."
"Because you've only got one life to live."
"One lonely, terrible life." He adjusts
CanadaxReader- BrothersYou sighed as you looked ahead, your cheeks in your hands. "Stupid Al. I'm your girlfriend, so why don't you come and talk to me?" you grumbled slightly, shifting in your seat in the benches. Your boyfriend, Alfred, was down in the field and surrounded by cheerleaders. You had come to watch his practice, but, honestly, it was a bit boring. Being your school's star football player, it was understandable that all of the pretty, preppy, populars were so keen on flirting with him. The problem was that he was actually enjoying it. It almost looks as if he's flirting back!More Like This
Sighing again, you stood up and brushed yourself off, deciding that you'd better put a stop to it before something too dramatic or serious happened. You strutted across the field and got to the cluster of students. You stubbornly marched over to Alfred and linked your arm through his, earning plenty of deathly glares in the process. "Al, we have to go. Come on."
"What? Oh, sure. Bye, girls!" He waved c
DenmarkxReader: Circus AfroMore Like This
'My friends are dorks,' you thought to yourself as you and two of your best friends, Matthias and Gilbert, were standing in line at the movie theater. They were forcing you too see Madagascar 3. Seriously? A kids movie? And on opening night too!
"Guys, this is so lame," you whined as you looked around at the other people in line. All of the adults had kids with them. "We're the only ones here without kids!"
"You drug us to Puss 'N Boots last year," Matthias said while Gilbert laughed.
"Hey, Puss 'N Boots was a cute movie," you argued. "Heracles liked it."
"That's cause he's a cat obsessed moron," Gilbert said.
"And what's wrong with that?" you retorted as Matthias chuckled and shook his head. "Cats are awesome."
"Birds are awesomer," Gilbert said glaring at you.
"Hah!" you exclaimed. "Tricked ya!"
"Not cool, frau!" Gilbert growled as you stuck your tongue out at him.
"You two are setting a bad example for the kids here," Matthias laughed.
:.CE: DenmarkxReader: Brain versus Heart.:Sexify my love, give into my touch. Baby, tonight I'm gonna set you free....More Like This
Your cellphone went off, if you hadn't already noticed from your ringtone erupting throughout small apartment. You pulled the covers off of your head and sat up, groggily. It was unlike anyone to call you so early in the morning, so whoever was calling you must have had an important reason. You reached out and grabbed ahold of your cellphone, that was still singing its ringtone. Your fingers flipped open the lame flip phone and you glanced, with tired eyes, at the caller ID. It was Mathias. Why the hell is he calling me at 8 in the morning? you thought, a bit angered. You pressed the green talk button and placed the phone to your ear.
"What do you want, Mathias?" you asked, sighing in irritation. The Dane laughed over the other line, which involuntarily made you pull the phone away, due to how obnoxious his laughter was.
"No need to be cruel, _____! I just needed to ask you something before I for
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"So, where are you going?" Norway stopped in the middle of putting on his jacket and glanced at his younger brother.
"To visit Denmark. Like I always do." He blinked before sliding his other arm through the jacket sleeve and zipping it up. "I'll be back later tonight."
Iceland grumbled but walked back to his bedroom. Norway sighed and stepped outside to the chilly afternoon air. He closed the door behind him and slid his hands into his pockets. Then he started walking the well known path to his best friend's college dorm a few blocks away.
"FOCUS, DANEMEISTER, FOCUS..." He thought to himself. He stuck his tonque out of his lips slightly, and went crosseyed trying to stare at the pencil. "USE THE FORCE..."
Denmark leaned back in his chair, a pencil balancing on his top lip as he stared intensely at the pencil. All of his concentration was on that pencil. He was supposed to be studying for an exam coming up, but fuck it, this was a lot more fun. He
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Alfred F. Jones HEY. HEY. HEY KIKU.
WHY DID THE BRITISH DUDE CROSS THE ROAD?
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Kiku Honda I don't know why?
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Alfred F. Jones LOL I'm such a troll!
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Kiku Honda*Troll face*
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Gilbert Beilschmidt Here's the scenario guys...
I just caught Hungary fist fighting with Romania. Should I:
A)Pull them apart
C)Get it on tape
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Rodrerich Edelstein Who left them alone?!
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Antonio Fernando Carriedo Get it on tape!
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First World Meeting-norwayXyouYou wandered around a long corridor that had several intersections and doors. You were going to a world meeting your first meeting where you would be acknowledged as an official country. (You were beginning to understand why Sealand wanted it so much.)More Like This
Because it was your first meeting and all, you wanted to be early, if not on time. However your hopes were decreasing because you kept getting lost.
"Oh man, where am I now?" You mumbled, looking around. "I wish someone here would give me directions " Letting out a sigh, you started walking toward what you prayed was the World Meeting Conference Room.
"_______?" You heard a voice call your name from behind you. Turning around, you saw the handsome Nordic man you liked to hang around a lot.
"N-Norway!" Your face lit up with a smile as you bowed slightly to the male. His response was a curt nod.
"Where are you going? The meeting is about to begin." He told you.
"Oh, um " You felt a small blush creep upon your ch
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This gets dark really fast! Fair warning!
It was an accident.
You had never meant to end up in prison.
Yes you had a crazy family that were a bunch of murderers but out of all of them it had to be YOU that was sent to jail. The good kid. The straight A student. The one who never got into trouble. All of that ruined in one freak accident.
Let's start from the beginning, with your family. You had three brothers and a father, your mother was dead.
There was Francois, your father. Big time drunk and gambler, who basically wasted all money left over. He was better before your mom died but... He was still pretty bad.
Next there was your oldest brother Oliver. He was cheerful and loved everyone, maybe a bit too much. You weren't sure but you never liked to be alone with him. He owned a bakery which was where most of the income came from. By far Oliver was the most normal, besides the fact he was a cannibal but hey that was less money to spend on meat. You tried to get used to it.