Chapter 4
Greece was brought out of the backseat of the car by Egypt. Bulgaria was staring at him curiously. When he saw Greece looking he gave him a heated glare. This strange hatred of his was really starting to annoy Greece. He didn’t even know what he did to make Bulgaria hate him. In fact, they used to be the best of friends. Always talking about cats… All those times didn’t seem to matter anymore though, because the look Bulgaria was shooting him right now was foreign and full of hate that made Greece cringe.
As they were walking he gag started to slip off of Greece and once it had slipped enough he spit it out entirel
Chapter 3
After a while of driving Egypt arrived at his house. Everything had gone according to plan so far, but, he problem was, he didn’t have a plane from here on out. He wasn’t sure what he should do now that he had Greece. Though odds are that he’d have to move Greece to a safer location where they wouldn’t be able to find him. After all, they’d probably come searching for him here first. So, he decided to just get some supplies from his house and then hit the road again. Odds were that he would probably end up staying at some oblivious nation’s house like Bulgaria, they’ve always been close frie
Chapter 2
Greece took a sip of his tea. It was saffron tea, his favorite. When Turkey had found out first that Greece liked tea he gave him the worst brands. It had taken a couple of days of hinting for Turkey to take the hint about it and for him to stop buying him that awful earl gray that England liked. However, what he tasted now didn’t taste exactly like his favorite brand of tea. It was definitely saffron, but there was something different about it. Furrowing his eyebrows, he took another sip. He looked up, and what he saw startled him.
Egypt was smiling at him maliciously. He reeled back a little bit and started to scream, or rat
Dysfunctional Family F.A.C.E. 2 by Yakarmi, literature
Literature
Dysfunctional Family F.A.C.E. 2
2. Oops!
America and Canada were walking home from a very long day at school and, as always, America was giving Canada grief.
"I mean, what's the point of going to school, I'm a nation! A nation!" America was venting to Canada.
"Technically, you are still just a colony," Canada commented.
It went unnoticed.
"Seriously, I don't need to know this stuff. Years from now I'll still be alive and all this information will have been outdated. They'll probably have made something like, I don't know, an atomic bomb or something that could blow up whole cities with just one!" America said still out raged and then laughed. "Like that'll ever happen."
Can
Just Another Tragedy
He chugged down another pint of ale. This was his brilliant solution, to drink his sorrows away at the local bar. It may have worked for now, but he knew it was going to come back again later in full force; it always did.
He often questioned himself as to of why he did this. It didn’t solve anything, not a single thing. Yet, he still did it. He was desperate to get some release from life, if only for a little.
It was obvious he shouldn’t be doing this, but what else could he do? That was his reasoning, another question. His buzzing head mulled over the question, going over the one thing that he knew could get
Chapter 4
Greece was brought out of the backseat of the car by Egypt. Bulgaria was staring at him curiously. When he saw Greece looking he gave him a heated glare. This strange hatred of his was really starting to annoy Greece. He didn’t even know what he did to make Bulgaria hate him. In fact, they used to be the best of friends. Always talking about cats… All those times didn’t seem to matter anymore though, because the look Bulgaria was shooting him right now was foreign and full of hate that made Greece cringe.
As they were walking he gag started to slip off of Greece and once it had slipped enough he spit it out entirel
Chapter 3
After a while of driving Egypt arrived at his house. Everything had gone according to plan so far, but, he problem was, he didn’t have a plane from here on out. He wasn’t sure what he should do now that he had Greece. Though odds are that he’d have to move Greece to a safer location where they wouldn’t be able to find him. After all, they’d probably come searching for him here first. So, he decided to just get some supplies from his house and then hit the road again. Odds were that he would probably end up staying at some oblivious nation’s house like Bulgaria, they’ve always been close frie
Chapter 2
Greece took a sip of his tea. It was saffron tea, his favorite. When Turkey had found out first that Greece liked tea he gave him the worst brands. It had taken a couple of days of hinting for Turkey to take the hint about it and for him to stop buying him that awful earl gray that England liked. However, what he tasted now didn’t taste exactly like his favorite brand of tea. It was definitely saffron, but there was something different about it. Furrowing his eyebrows, he took another sip. He looked up, and what he saw startled him.
Egypt was smiling at him maliciously. He reeled back a little bit and started to scream, or rat
Dysfunctional Family F.A.C.E. 2 by Yakarmi, literature
Literature
Dysfunctional Family F.A.C.E. 2
2. Oops!
America and Canada were walking home from a very long day at school and, as always, America was giving Canada grief.
"I mean, what's the point of going to school, I'm a nation! A nation!" America was venting to Canada.
"Technically, you are still just a colony," Canada commented.
It went unnoticed.
"Seriously, I don't need to know this stuff. Years from now I'll still be alive and all this information will have been outdated. They'll probably have made something like, I don't know, an atomic bomb or something that could blow up whole cities with just one!" America said still out raged and then laughed. "Like that'll ever happen."
Can
Just Another Tragedy
He chugged down another pint of ale. This was his brilliant solution, to drink his sorrows away at the local bar. It may have worked for now, but he knew it was going to come back again later in full force; it always did.
He often questioned himself as to of why he did this. It didn’t solve anything, not a single thing. Yet, he still did it. He was desperate to get some release from life, if only for a little.
It was obvious he shouldn’t be doing this, but what else could he do? That was his reasoning, another question. His buzzing head mulled over the question, going over the one thing that he knew could get
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