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You were wondering around Mr. Austria's house. You had been taken over by him just recently, you were a fairly small country with little to no military forces. So you had been pretty easy to capture. You sighed, you really hated to admit it, but you kinda liked Mr. Austria's house. You spotted his elegant, large, wooden piano, but...n one was playing it! You had always wanted to learn how to play... "Maybe he won't mind..." You whispered to yourself. And with a great amount of effort, you climbed onto the padded seat. You hesitated, but pushed a large white key. the piano made a beautiful note play. You loved it! You pushed a different key, but it didn't make any noise. "H-Huh?" You exclaimed. "D-Did I break it?" You questioned to no one in particular. Mr. Austria walked past the room you were sitting in. He stopped at the sight off you sitting at his piano.
"_________!!" He yelled menacingly. You cringed.
"Y-Yes sir?" You turned to look at him. Mr. Austria motioned for you to walk over to him. You slowly got up and hobbled over to him. He scowled down at you. You noticed a little boy standing behind him, wasn't that kids name-? Nevermind...Mr. Austria lead you to a cell he used for the 'bad' countries. He threw you in and slammed to door shut, you sat up and started to sob. But...you heard the door open slowly, you looked up, only to see that little boy that was standing behind Mr. Austria. He was wearing a black hat, a black cape & robes, with blonde hair and striking blue eyes.
"A-Are you okay?" He asked quietly, you nodded. You wiped your eyes, and sniffed your now runny nose. He smiled, and came into the cell, and closed the door.
"I'm fine." You muttered, barely above a whisper. He sat next to you, what was this boy's name again? Samuel? Uh...Scott? No, no... "Wh-What's your name?" You asked, looking at him curiously. He smiled wider.
"I'm Sebastian Beilschmidt." He said softly, blushing slightly. You smiled.
"I'm __________ __________." You giggled "Thank you for being nice to me, can we be friends?" You said, smiling wide. You hugged him around his neck, and his cheeks burned.
"U-Um, s-sure!" He said shyly. You couldn't stop smiling.
"Thanks, Sebastian." You whispered, then kissed his cheek.
"_________!!" He yelled menacingly. You cringed.
"Y-Yes sir?" You turned to look at him. Mr. Austria motioned for you to walk over to him. You slowly got up and hobbled over to him. He scowled down at you. You noticed a little boy standing behind him, wasn't that kids name-? Nevermind...Mr. Austria lead you to a cell he used for the 'bad' countries. He threw you in and slammed to door shut, you sat up and started to sob. But...you heard the door open slowly, you looked up, only to see that little boy that was standing behind Mr. Austria. He was wearing a black hat, a black cape & robes, with blonde hair and striking blue eyes.
"A-Are you okay?" He asked quietly, you nodded. You wiped your eyes, and sniffed your now runny nose. He smiled, and came into the cell, and closed the door.
"I'm fine." You muttered, barely above a whisper. He sat next to you, what was this boy's name again? Samuel? Uh...Scott? No, no... "Wh-What's your name?" You asked, looking at him curiously. He smiled wider.
"I'm Sebastian Beilschmidt." He said softly, blushing slightly. You smiled.
"I'm __________ __________." You giggled "Thank you for being nice to me, can we be friends?" You said, smiling wide. You hugged him around his neck, and his cheeks burned.
"U-Um, s-sure!" He said shyly. You couldn't stop smiling.
"Thanks, Sebastian." You whispered, then kissed his cheek.
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Okay~ Another.
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You took a step backwards, one step closer from being rid of this abusive Englishman.
"Where do you think you're going? Get back here!" He sneers, tossing a beer bottle over his head, eventually shattering on the ground behind the patched and stained couch.
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This was fun to write. xDD
I'm sorry it's so short... *Sulk*
Please comment if you read it! QAQ I wanna know what you meant... ;_;
Lithuania- Hot Chocolate.
Romano- Awkward Questions.
England- At a Small Cafe...
America- The Fifty States.
Canada- Polar Bears.
France- Psychotic.
Sealand- Pocky.
Italy- Makeup.
China- Peaches.
Switzerland- Alleyway.
Denmark- Five Dollars.
Japan- Idiot Friends.
Russia- Defense.
Germany- Picture of you.
Austria- Music Store.
Sebastian, Roderich (C) Hidekaz Himruya. C:
You (C) You.
I'm sorry it's so short... *Sulk*
Please comment if you read it! QAQ I wanna know what you meant... ;_;
Lithuania- Hot Chocolate.
Romano- Awkward Questions.
England- At a Small Cafe...
America- The Fifty States.
Canada- Polar Bears.
France- Psychotic.
Sealand- Pocky.
Italy- Makeup.
China- Peaches.
Switzerland- Alleyway.
Denmark- Five Dollars.
Japan- Idiot Friends.
Russia- Defense.
Germany- Picture of you.
Austria- Music Store.
Sebastian, Roderich (C) Hidekaz Himruya. C:
You (C) You.
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