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SwedenXFinland - The LieChapter 1
Note: It's In Sweden Point Of View
One morning I was teaching Finland how to cook Fiskbullar and noticed he was having a bit of a problem. I decided to help him by guiding his hand.
"Here...Do it like this..."
A blush saturated his face. His hand was so warm...We have only been dating for like a few weeks now. We never did anything major like kissing yet. The most that ever happen was holding hands and hugging.
It makes me happy to see Finland so happy when he cooks. I tend to watch his face every time I get the chance.
"Is something Wrong Sweden?"
Has he noticed? How embarrassing...I shook my head in reply.
"Okay," Finland said as he went back to cooking.
I glanced back over.
"You are doing good..."
"Oh, Thanks," Finland replied happily.
The kitchen was filled with a smell from the burnt Fiskbullar, so I opened the window. I looked over at Finland, and his eyes started to tear up. I hate seeing him sad...It always makes me sad...
My Horrible Mistake (PrussiaxCanada) "Gott, vy did I say zat?!" Gilbert, also known as the nation of Prussia, thought, walking through the park. His path was lit by the lamps on either side of the path he was on. It was beginning to rain, but he took no notice as his silver bangs drooped into his ruby eyes. All he could think about was how badly he had messed things up.
~Flashback brought to you by Gilbird~
Prussia walked up the stairs and knocked on the door quickly. Matthew, or Canada, opened the door, not expecting the albino. Prussia's frame stood in front of a grey expanse of clouds.
"H-Hello, Prussia. W-What brings you here?" Canada asked, his quiet voice shaking. Prussia could tell he was uncomfortable with the situation.
"I just zought I vould drop in. You know, l
SwedenXFinland - The LieChapter 5
Finland looked at me, "Y-Yea..."
I sat up and the covers fall onto my lap. I rubbed my eyes to get the sleepiness out,"So tired..."
"Something wrong..?" I asked as I put on my glasses. Finland seems to be distracted about something...I wonder what it is.
"N-No it's nothing at all," He said as he got up. I looked over to see him fall.
"Are you okay...?"
I'm really worried about him...
"Yea." He got up shakily. I was thinking about last night, and realized what could be wrong. I looked over. Is it possible that I was to rough on his first time?
"Does it hurt..?" I asked and I saw his face blush brightly. Finland was always so easily embarrassed...How cute.
"I'm sorry..." I said.
"U-Um... For what?"
"I might have been to rough for your first time..."
I looked away.
"Hm..?" I slowly looked back up at him.
"What happened last night? I... I can't remember."
I blushed. How can I say this? Maybe he won't be mad at me...
Visiting England (USUK)
England was drinking his tea and eating his scones. While he was doing that, America walked into England's home and decided to bother him. "Hey England! Whats up dude!?" screams the loud-mouthed american who walks up to England.
"Refrain from yelling, America." says England, looking up annoyed at him. "Come on, english dude, lets talk!" says America as he sits down next to Englan on the couch. "Why are you even here, America?" asks England, still annoyed.
"Im here to see you, of course!" England wasnt surprised by this. America always, and he means ALWAYS, comes to see him. Of course England doesnt mind this, but he cant seem to figure out why America keeps coming to his house?
While England was lost in thought, America kept moving closer and closer to him. 'England is really amazing...I wish I could tell him I love him.'America thought. Then, America put his arm around England.
England looked over at America, who was blushing
Never Again- GerEng Hetalia
The end was coming and Hitler had known it.
He had ended his own life as the second world war came to the end of it's half-life: it's chemical poisons that drained humanity and tested the fine threads of unity between allies on both sides had come to an end, joining it's four year old elder sibling in the typed pages of history books.
It had been raining a few hours earlier. The cold water droplets clearing away the remaining mess of a Facist hold- the nation on the inside who had suffered in prisons made of their own homes were able to speak and think their own thoughts freely once more and the nations suffering on the outside could set aside their weapons and celebrate in the streets with total strangers bonded to them eternally by blood and by loyalty.
The Allies stood in a row before Germany, whom had been kneeling in the rain for hours that day feeling his own strains cleansed away. His heart is heavy but free now.
"Ludwig" A soft voice calls and he peeks up from his unusually mes