A Guide to Drunk EnglandNote: Before we start it is important to note that it is a bad idea to get/be around England drunk at all, and a downright horrible one to get him beyond level 2. Even if you are in possession or have read this guide it is a dangerous situation to be in, or at the very least, an extremely uncomfortable one. However, if you are determined, I hope that this guide successfully aides you in getting/being around drunk England with out loss of limb or garments.More Like This
This the state that most people, including the authors of this guide, prefer England to be in. In this stage he is 100% sober, and (moderately) sane. He will (probably) not kill you or rape you, and is much (moderately) quieter.
At this level England is (relatively) harmless. The worst damage you will (should) suffer is a headache from the nonstop rambling he does. If your goal is (for some unfathomable reason) to get England to this state of inebriation, don't bother. England manages to get himself l
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Fuck. I can't believe this. Not again! I throw the covers off of myself and look down; oh yeah, I went to bed with my pants on last night. It's a good thing I did, but my legs are still sticky and covered with goddamn it. What the hell was I- my face burns red when I remember the dream I had last night. That bastard, get out of my fucking head!
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Aw, shut up. I slam my hand down onto the snooze button as my first instinct. I look at the time. Fuck. I jump out of bed and pull my clothes off and spring into the bathroom to wipe myself down. How the hell did I sleep in? Stupid fucking alarm clock, can't do anything right!
I don't give a fuck about school, not like that idiotic brother of mine, but if I ditch school one more time, my grandfather's going to kill me. And if I get another tardy, I get detention, and that mean
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"A man wishes to adopt you."
Bright blue eyes blinked up at the lady before him, lifting his head from where he had been digging amongst toys, staring widely at her. After a few moments, he blinked before looking to his mirror's reflection- save for violet eyes, longer, wavier and paler blonde hair and a fairer complexion- and then shook his head, losing interest in the lady as he crouched down again, stubbornly continuing to shuffle through toys, blocks and books and puzzle pieces going flying behind him.
"Tell him no. I want Mattie to come with me or nuh-uh no deal," he spoke childishly, pausing in his mess making to frown and pout at the leftover bits of children's entertainment. "Are you sure it's here Mattie?" he asked his teary eyed twin, plopping himself down on the floor and wiggling onto his belly as he peaked under the couch.
"Alfred, now, now, give the man a chance"
"I found him!"
The ladies words were cut off at Alfred's proud declaration, wiggling his way forward unt
GerItaSome days I just can't help it. My mind drifts off, even during training, getting lectured by my boss. It always wanders to the Italian. The happy, go-lucky Italian. He's useless, loves pasta, but I can't help but love it. It's practically impossible to live without him. His hapiness makes me happy. I've never admitted it, but I love him. Sure, we're only supposed to be allies, but I think there is something more. And sure, his brother, Romano, wouldn't agree, but hey, it's a choice I have to make. Feliciano... It's a breath of fresh air. He brings joy to even the most depressing day. Useless, useless Italy... Here, I sigh, wondering how I ever joined up with someone so sweet. He is my only friend, the only one who keeps me going on my worst day. I hate when I yell at him, leaving him even more scared than he probably is of me. Sometimes I wish to wrap my arms around him and hug him, but that's not in my character description. I really do have a softer side than you may see me as. NowMore Like This
Christmas - GerIta"So that concludes the world conference! Are there any final words?" Alfred asked.More Like This
Francis stood up. "We should do this again, non? It's not often we can get together."
Based on how the meeting had turned out, that didn't seem like such a good idea to anyone...well, except
"How about at Christmas?" suggested Tino, who had been silent the entire meeting.
No one ever wanted to refuse the shortest Nordic country. Nobody spoke for a long time. Berwald decided to break the silence by saying "It's a good idea." This was followed by mumbles of agreement from everyone else.
"We should do it at mine and Matthew's place!" Alfred suggested. "It's the biggest, apart from Ivan's, but it's not as cold!"
Whoever wanted to disagree with the American at that point was crazy. And so, it was decided that there would be a party for all the nations on the 25th of December of t