2P!England held up a pink and blue swirly cupcake to your face. "Try it, poppet~"
You gulp. "I don't really want any... um... cupcakes, er... Arthur," you said in a low voice.
2P!England tsked at you, cupcake still in hand. "Now, what have I told you to call me~?"
"Um... England?" You say in fear and uncertainty.
He smiles, "Correct~" He pushes the cupcake further towards your face, "Now, try it, love~"
You begin to scoot back, feeling nervous, wondering how this mess started. You notice England staring at you with his pink swirled eyes. "N-N-N-N-N-N-OOOOO!!!!!" you scream, trying to run away getting closer to the door, screaming, not aware
Italy stirred in the darkness, feeling the rays of the sun press against his skin and vaguely noticing light wanting to seep under his eyelids. He wasn't sure where he even was anymore, he didn't feel sand beneath him but he still smelled the coastline. His brows twitched into a small furrow, a soft constant breeze brushing against his face lightly. What was it now?
Reluctantly, he made his eyes open to see what was exactly going on. He blinked, seeing one of the pretty ladies from before sitting next to him and softly fanning him with a large elegant feather fan.
"…Mm?" he hummed in confusion, looking down to notice that he was sitti
The two flinched at the sudden loud noise, only Japan bothering to look over his shoulder to see what it was.
Just like several times before, America stood atop the large cliff near their base camp, looking over the both of them as he was ready to set out an attack. Japan slowly pulled himself away from Germany and pushed himself to his feet, drawing out his blood stained sword without a word. Speak of the devil.
"At last, the hero is here!" America proclaimed proudly, setting his hands on his hips in triumph of just being there before he threw out a hand. "China!! I choose you!"
And also just like the many times prior, China rushed out fr
Wh-what are you guys doing?!?
Italy, please, you have to understand!!
It hurts!! It hurts!!! Stop!!!
It's for the best!!
I'm scared!! Please!!! Please, stop!!!!
Germany winced, his legs kicking out instinctually from being jerked out of his nightmare. He shivered lightly from the morning air, a horrid acidic taste of flesh festering in his mouth from the night before.
"Germany-san... Germany-san, wake up."
"Eurrgh.." Germany grunted, coiling into himself in wanting to just block out his ally. At the moment, he wanted nothing to do with him. He wanted to just be alone. After what they did… he didn't deserve to be talked to, to hav
I feel like I'm… floating…
Italy opened his eyes slowly, heavy sleep still tugging at his eyelids as he struggled to keep them open. He blinked, furrowing his brows lightly at seeing only blue around him, the top surface filtering distorted sunlight through.
I'm… under water?
He lightly pushed his arms upward and kicked his feet downwards, pulling himself to the surface. It wasn't very long before his head broke through to the top, mostly a bright blue void being all he could see. Most likely the sky. He noticed however, he wasn't even holding his breath. It was as if he didn't need to breathe at all…
He disregard