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Turkey: The Great Kitty Escapade
“Percy,” Aria called. “Here kitty, kitty, kitty…Percy.” Aria looked under the couch and huffed. “Percy…Percy…please…” Aria found turkey sitting at the kitchen table reading the paper, “Baba Turkey, have you seen Percy?”
Turkey continued to read the paper for a second before realizing Aria was there and talking to him, “Hmm bebek (baby)?”
Aria took a deep breath and repeated, “Have you seen Percy?”
“That’s your cat right?”
Turkey then got this awful look on his face when he realized where the little girl’s ca
Belarus: Become One
It was a lazy Saturday morning and the countries had all left the house. Except two. One was Belarus, she was there to watch Aria and hopefully spend some time with her as mother and daughters do. And the other was Russia, who had barricaded himself in his room.
Aria had slept in until around 11 o’clock until she realized that no one was coming to get her up. So she quietly slipped out of bed and put on her green bunny slippers. “Mama Bela…Mama Bela…where are you?”
With no answer Aria walked towards the area of the house where all the European countries slept. “Mama Bela…” by now Aria was sca
"Ok, are you ready?" Canada asked strapping the last kneepad on Aria.
Aria nodded, "Can I put on the helmet now?"
"Yay!" With that she stuffed her head into the helmet. "Come on Daddy teach me hockey!" She said and almost fell over, over her own skates. "Please hold my hand."
Canada smiled and took his daughter's hand, leading her onto the frozen pond. Canada held her hand as Aria wiggled and wobbled on the ice. However the two of them eventually made it all around the pond.
"Did you see that Daddy, I didn't fall once!"
"Good job," Canada said, "do you want to try hitting a puck now?"
"Ok, here is your stick," he
Aria groaned and pressed her face against the glass of the window. I wanna play outside.
Its raining, Germany said, why dont you watch TV with Japan?
Otosan is watching cartoons, Aria said, cant we watch VeggieTales?
Japan sighed, Its anime, its not just cartoons.
Aria walked over and joined Japan on the couch, Arent you a little old for cartoons Otosan?
They are not cartoons, Japan said, its anime. Watch.
Aria looked at the screen. She sighed and turned on her side. Then a few minutes lat
RussiaxReader: Big Brother's Friend
“__________, just stick with your big brother and everything will be alright,” America said leading you into the Allies’s meeting room.
You nodded quietly and followed America. “Where are we going to go after this?” you asked quietly.
“Out to eat, England and I have some stuff to talk about.”
When the two of you got to the meeting room he sat you down next to him. Everyone seemed to ignore you, except for a pair of violet eyes. You had heard stories about him from your big brother. This man was Russia. The cold country.
You looked over at him and he smiled at you. Blushing slightly you looked away ner
The sun blared down on you and your black lace parasol. You grumbled, “Artie is late again…he is in so much trouble…”
You turned, scowling at him, “You’re late.”
Arthur bristled, “Whatever.”
Groaning you walked into the mall. “We have to find a costume Artie.”
“Don’t call me that,” Arthur protested, following you into the mall. “Why did you call me anyway?”
“It’s one week before Halloween…you know my favorite holiday?”
Arthur blushed and chuckled nervously, “Yeah…”
RussiaxReader: The Truth about the Dare
"Artie I HATE Al's parties," you complained as your friend dragged you once again to Alfred Jones's parties. The only reason you went was because Arthur brought you. You wanted to stay home on the computer talking with your mysterious secret admirer.
For the past few months you had been chatting with Sunflower93 in a chat room. He seemed really nice and always sent you the most romantic songs and poems. Once or twice he sent you sunflowers to your house. That was when you knew that he knew where you lived, unlike most people who would have found that creepy you found it sweet.
"Please _________," said Arthur, "if you're not there Alfred is
ScotlandxReader: Magic is Alive
Shivering you walked out of your tent into the blackness of the night. Still shaking from the cold you turned on your flashlight. Camping al alone because you were trying to hide from France was not a good idea. Maybe you should have taken America up on his offer to stay at his house
The noise of someone talking woke you up to investigate.
In a small clearing a few yards from your tent was a red haired man talking to someone, or something. "No, I'm not going to go talk to her." You saw a small white light flicker in the darkness near the man's head.
Eyes widening you realized it was a fairy, occasionally you could see them. England w
BTTxReader: Tomatoes, Wine, and Beer
"99 bottles of *hic* beer on the wall *hic* 99 bottles of *hic* beer you take one down *hic* pass it around 99 bottles of *hic* beer on the wall!" shouted Gilbert quite drunk swinging is arm around your shoulders. He had been singing that song for about two hours and it was starting to get on your nerves to the point where you wanted to punch him
"Ohonhonhon~" laughed Francis trying to grope your butt.
You let out a shriek and slapped his hand away, "FRANCIS!!"
"Francis leave ___________ alone," said Toni.
"Gracias Toni," you said.
Toni laughed, "_________ doesn't like Frenchmen, she likes the Spanish." And with that he gave you a kiss o
"Kumajirou was that the door?" you asked the cute little pet you were pet sitting.
The polar bear nodded. Canada left him with you whenever he went to a meeting and you didn't mind, you loved taking care of the nation's pets. Except for the one time Russia's cat attacked you in your sleep.
Happily you opened the door to find a box sitting there labeled 'Mochi'. "Kuma did you order anything?"
"No," the bear climbed up your legs to your back and made you give him a piggy back ride.
"Well I didn't, I wonder what it is," you murmured bringing in the strange package and opening it. The thing was wrapped in thin white package. "It's hard."
S .ItalyxReader: Tomatos are Red and so is Romano2
After Russia had been successfully run off you and Romano had signed an agreement that he would help you with your food dilemma. He had started by giving you tomatoes.
Each weekend he would treat you to dinner and then the two of you would go to the park or a movie. This became a regular non-dating thing.
Months passes and your food situation had gotten better, to the point where you no longer needed Romano's help.
"_________, I can't see you every weekend anymore," said Romano.
He scratched the back of his neck, "Well, you don't need my help anymore so " Instantly you took the chance and kissed him on the lips. You decided
PrussiaxOc [Malaysia]: Prussia is Awsome
Alisa Kirkland, little sister of England, and girlfriend to the "awesome" Prussia. "Prussia, I challenge you to a drinking contest!" she shouted.
"You'll never beat me and my awesomeness!" Prussia smirked, "But, bring it on!
"Ready to be defeated," asked the brown haired girl.
"I'm too awesome to be defeated!"
"Chirp!" the strange sound came from the Prussian's white hair. Alisa pounced on his head and retrieved the small yellow ball of feathers.
The match was forgotten, "You brought Gilbird!" Happily she cuddled him. "Dude, can I keep him?"
"Nien!" shouted Prussia. "Gilbird is mine!"
Malaysia pouted, "It's awe
Every Angel Deserves a Child"I can't feel the unfurling of my wings, Daddy."
I was not her father. I had entered her life when she was two years old, and she called me Daddy since she never knew her real father. Her mother's death two years ago made me the sole, living parent of an eleven-year-old, and I never felt like I was the right person for the job.
"What do you mean, Asrin?"
"Mom always said that when puberty started I would be the swan that emerged from the ugly duckling. She said I would be able to fly gracefully towards my dreams. But, I don't feel it."
As much of a woman as she was becoming, she was still a child. I wanted to answer her question, but I really had a hard time discussing her blossoming womanhood in the middle of a laundromat. Her pretty eyes were pleading with me, but I told her we'd talk later.
Janet had told Asrin a lot of things before she succumbed to the cancer. The last week or so of Janet's life were morphine-induced fantasy, I think.
Janet and I had met during c
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