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Canada was sitting at the bar, watching everyone around him and trying to catch the waiter's attention. The post-UN-meeting-get-together was in full swing around him. Nations laughing, drinking, arguing, and in general making as much noise as they could.
He liked watching everyone so busy and entertained. It was just... he'd already had to skip over to another stool twice to avoid getting sat on and after sitting here half an hour he would really like the chance to order.
He sighed as he watched his brother talking and laughing loudly while surrounded by a circle of people.
"You look blu
Still the Same -GerIta-Summary: Germany finally comes home after the war. But he's a little... different than what Italy remembers.
Italy sighed as he bounced around the house, hair pulled back under a bandana as he dusted. He needed to work off his nervous energy, and cleaning had always calmed him down.
The war was over, the dust had settled, and he would finally see Ludwig again.
He'd gotten a letter, just this morning, saying that his boss was finally letting him visit. As soon as he'd worked his way through enough paperwork to justify visiting to himself, Ludwig would be on his way to Italy. He would be arriving sometime today or tomorrow,
Snow Day: _Spamano_"Where are we going?"
He had to trip over himself some to keep up.
"You'll see, it'll be fun..."
Romano pulled to a stop, Spain stopping along with him as his hand currently seemed to be attached to Romano's sleeve.
"Its freezing, we just ate, I want to go home okay!?"
Spain calmed himself and took steps toward Romano, releasing his grip on Romano's sleeve, whom merely stared at him in question. Once close enough to feel one another's breath un-purposely, Spain put a hand upon Romano's head, patting him repeatedly for about three turns.
Then, bending slightly so h
Confusion 7 - A GerIta StoryI chewed on one of the wurstI had made for Italy as I walked back to my room, he could survive with one less. He thinks they're horrible anyway, so it won't be that much of a loss.
I really do hate how he always criticizes my food, it's better than England's and I don't make things like Russia. I would consider myself a decent cook!
I was going to make him pasta, but the mental image of tomato sauce all over my bed was too hard to shake. I ended up with wurst, it was stocked, simple and I could make it with my eyes closed.
I shoved the rest of the wurst I had been eating into my mouth, pausing for a moment by my door. Once I heard Italy's
A Ring on His FingerSummary: Germany wakes up and finds an engagement ring on his finger. Cue fluff.
Germany woke to the bright sunlight of morning. He sat up and stretched, reveling in the feeling of knowing today was his day off. He may love to work, but even he could admit he needed a break every now and then.
Ludwig glanced over at the empty side of the bed and sighed. It was such a shame that Feli had to work today. Usually they had the same days off, but Feliciano's boss had called the night before and almost demanded he come to work. Oh well, he could certainly manage to entertain himself for a day.
He rolled out of bed and headed to
Germany and Italy...Apologetic KissLudwig looked over to his left, then to his right, and finally closed his eyes, sighing. I shouldn't have yelled at Italy like I did, he thought. But it isn't like I haven't told him time and time again not to-
"GERMANYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!" Italy's high voice screamed in both of Ludwig's ears as he was suddenly slammed into from behind by the young man.
" Vhat the hell-?!" Ludwig said angrily, gruffly trying to get to his knees. " Vhat are you doing, you dumm-"
" I- I- I- I-," Italy stuttered, his face so red yet so stupidly blank, " I just-a wanted to apologise-a, G-Germany!"
Ludwig was kneeling now, hunched over and catching his breath agai
Seme or uke part 2"Holy shit dude." America said with eyes wide. "Indeed i don't see why they would think that." said England shocked by the situation as well.
They were currently outside the meeting room, listening to an interesting conversation Prussia,France,Japan,and Spain were having.
"So apparently the frog thinks I'm uke well that's a load of rubbish I say!" said England. "Dude the fact that they think we're going out, it's gross!" said America 'Lies' he thought. England cleared his throat. "That too." He said not really meaning it.
"Ya. Well anyways dude the meeting is about to start we should go in said America opening the door for England.
Signs of Affection"Let's play a game."
Japan looked up from his reading, glancing over Oedipus Rex at Greece, eyebrows quirked questioningly behind his glasses. Greece was gazing out steadily at the garden, his long legs stretched out before him off the edge of the veranda. It was too hot at the moment to be strolling out in the blazing afternoon sun, so the two friends had decided to while away their time at a breezy spot by the veranda.
"All right." Japan said, setting his book down, wondering what had spurred the thought in the Grecian. "What kind of game?"
"I heard America talking about this game during one of the meetings. You make hand gestures and th
100 themes challenge - Hardships (Spamano)I watched intensely out the window, my large caramel eyes scanning the sight in front of me, desperately trying to find the spaniard which took me in. I watched the gardens as rabbits hopped long the grass, and the yells of maids yelling to each other to get work done, not caring for me.
My eyes shot up towards the dark velvet sky, and suddenly a shooting star shot through the sky. I was never the one to believe in falling stars, unlike my idiota brother, Feli, but regardless I closed my eyes tightly.
"Toni... Come back..." I murmured, tears cornering by my eyes.
He said he would only be a month at sea
it had been a year.
It had be
What Happened to Fratelllo?Title: What Happened to Fratello?
October 4, 2011 9:45 EST.
An Italian skipped around the United Nations building. He was wearing a grey Italian (of course) suit. He smiled to the secretary. "Hello Elizabeth," He greeted her. "Having a good morning ve~?"
She gave him a sad smile and nodded him along. 'That's strange,' The child-like man thought. 'Normally she gives me a sarcastic answer.'
He opened the doors to the meeting room. The meeting hadn't started yet, which he was thankful for. Hushed whispers filled the air. Germany was the first one to acknowledged him.
"Italy hello," He said. "Have you heard about..." His voice trail
Greece x Japan I looked at myself in the mirror, fixing my straight black hair. I was getting ready to meet up with Greece today. We were going to talk again, like we have for the past week. Japan didn't realize this yet, aloud or mentally, but he loved the shaggy-haired boy. The only thing that he'd admit (or even think of as decent) is that he had a crush on him. Loving a boy is something that Japan would never imagine himself doing. When Japan thought he looked nice, he walked out the door to see his sweet friend sitting on a bench petting a couple stray cats, a small grin on his face.
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