Fruk: Accident Part 19About two weeks had gone by. France had heard nothing from England. Actually, he hadn't heard anything from anyone. He had stayed in his room, crying his eyes out while listening to the moans of the accordian on his music box. He couldn't eat, he couldn't sleep, he felt like his heart was shattered into a million bits. All he ever thought about was England. All he ever dreamed about was England. And all he ever screamed was England's real name."Arthur! ARTHUR PLEASE COME BACK TO ME!"But no one heard. So he would fall back on the ground, drowning in his sorrow the tears on the ground.He had never felt this much pain in his life. Not even
Fruk: Accident Part 17"They're coming!"Little America skipped down the hall and pointed outside the window. It was a beautiful May day, warm weather, the trees a bright shade of green, the birds singing outside...Like the perfect host, America was right beside the door as the bell rang."Hi!"The first ones to arrive were Austria and Hungary, accompanied by a smiling Italy. America led them inside the living room to relax and to put down the gifts that the three bought.It wasn't long before the bell rang again. This time it was Prussia and Holy Rome, the Gilbird hovering over them tweeting loudly. Next Spain and a very grumpy Romano, then the Netherlands a
GerIta: GoodbyeThe room was dimly lit, the shadows reflected off the wall and onto the table where the prisoner sat. The guard, Vassar patrolled around the edges, gazing suspiciously at the criminal.The blond haired, blue eyed man at the table bowed down his head, penisve. He lifted his handcuffed hands."Please, can you take these off?" He quietly asked."You know the rules," the guard curtly repiled."But it's only Feliciano," Ludwig pleaded. "It's not like I'm going to hurt you. I just-""I understand. You're afraid you won't see him again," Vassar's voice was empty, without sympathy.Cling. The handcuffs were unlocked. Ludwig rubbed his aching, r
Jimmy Meets Locky: LZThe wind blew fast against the rockstar's hair as he stood in an epic pose, hands on his hips, looking out at the navy water that was going on black.His expression was determined, a smile, serene, yet his eyes concentrating on the sight before him. His long black hair waved back and forth.He put a hand up, outwards as if to touch the lake."The loch certainly possess such dark a force," Jimmy Page murmurred. "I must see it for myself."He made a circular movement with his hand. The loch, its waves gentle, started to swirl.Clouds started to surround Jimmy, complete with yellow, sparkling lights."Whatever you are, show yourself!" He s