RussianSunflower3

"Yahoooooo~! Oh man, that car was so stuffy, I can finally BREATHE!" Denmark burst out from the red Volvo, full of glee and bursting with energy. The beautiful rays of sunlight bore down on the beach, the ocean glistening and the sound of seabirds squawking whilst they soared in the open blue sky. Truly enjoying his escape from the metal monster, Denmark pranced around the warm sand, leaving treads and trails. But not everyone was enjoying this as much as the Dane. It must be genetic, because two brothers were both being rather difficult. "Are y'u done throwing up, N'rge?" "Not yet... Urgh!" Sweden patted the blonds back as he vomited into

“Vlad! Put that down! And get down from there!” England shook his fist at a currently upside down Romania, hanging by his legs from the beam of England's countryside cottage. He held in hand a gas lamp, swinging it round in mischief. That wasn't odd, considering the living room was currently stacked to the brim with camping gear. Norway appeared from the kitchen, having filled a large rucksack with canned food. “Vlad. Get down.” “Ohhhh... You're such a killjoy, Lukas...” The strange nation dropped elegantly from the ceiling. He would have landed on his feet if England hadn't punched him in the stomach. &

China was peacefully content for once. The table was in one piece, and the food remained on the plates. For now. He was the proud 'mother' of four little nations, one of which was usually rather loud and annoying. “Anikiiiiii! Can I have more water please~?!” Five year old Korea wildly waved his empty cup around, having downed it a few seconds ago. “Of course aru~.” The ancient left the room with the cup to refill it. Whilst he was gone, Korea fidgeted in place. He glanced over at the other children at the table. The eldest, Vietnam sat next to him on the right. Taiwan sat next to him on the left, and Japan after tha

It had been a good idea at the time. Almost as good as putting Korea in the basement for punishment. But now, China was starting to deeply regret his latest decision. “GEEEEET MEEEE DOOOOOWWWWWN!!!!!” The ancient only sighed, his brow furrowed as he buried his head in hand. Maybe, just maybe, it hadn't been the brightest idea he'd ever had. “G-Gege! Please! We're stuck!” In a mandarin tree, almost twice China's height, Japan and Taiwan were perched precariously on a thin branch. China knew the mandarins at the top were sweetest. Which is why he'd sent the two, obedient, gentle children up there. But now, both the six

The water shimmered a soft, angelic blue. The suitcases in hand were heavy and the leather handel cut into the folds of his palm. The man next to him was loud, enthusiastic, and only seving to make him more nervous. "Ve~! Boat trip, boat trip~!" "Calm down, Felinciano..." "Sorry Luddy~! I just really like boats!" Ludwig's face tugged into a frown as the ferry pulled into port. His stomach churned, but he disguised it by coughing into his hand. "Let's go!" Felinciano bounded forwards, dragging Ludwig behind him. Feli's curl softly bobbed as he ran, oblivious to his partner's queasiness. The blond with panic in his sharp blue eyes swallowed