For anyone who hasn't seen it yet:
Dreamtalia-Chp.2Germany burst into England and America's house, looking around wildly for the two idiots. Sure, maybe it wasn't the smartest idea to go back there just after they'd escaped, but it was all he had.Dreamtalia-Chp.2 by ~Mac-and-Cheese72
"They've got to be around here somewhere..." He grumbled, making his way into the kitchen. After seeing that they weren't there, he returned to the hall, cursing like Italy's brother. He had to find them quickly, before Italy's condition got worse.
He ran into the next room, which was decorated with an oriental rug and a small crystal chandelier, with a large table in the middle, which was covered with books and potions and all sorts of other magical nonsense that was sure to belong to England.
He heard voices in the next room, so he ran to the door and put his ear against it. Yep, it was definitely them, there was no mistaking America's loud "hero" voice.
He was about to go in, but stopped, wondering how to approach them. They had captured him, after all. As he was standing th
Dreamtalia-Chp. 1The Italian sighed as he slammed the door to his bedroom. Today's training had been especially hard, for some reason. He wished Germany wasn't so strict all the time. Maybe if he wasn't so strict, training wouldn't be so hard.Dreamtalia-Chp. 1 by ~Mac-and-Cheese72
"Ah, I'm so tired...." He said, sinking to the floor, "I could just fall asleep right here..."
He leaned against the door and closed his eyes, which was quite silly, since his bed wasn't too far away. "Hmm... is that pasta I smell~?" He said sleepily.
"ITALY!!!! GET BACK HERE!!!! THIS IS NO TIME TO SKIP OUT ON TRAINING!!!!"
Italy's eyes flew open as he jumped to his feet. "Germany's back! Oh, I need to get out of here!"
He instantly turned to the door, but then decided that wouldn't be a good idea, since Germany was out there. "Um, uh..." He stuttered, looking around wildly for an escape, "Oh, the window!!!"
He ran as fast as he could to the triangle-shaped window and quickly pushed it open. He was on the second floor, but he figured if he landed just right...
PrussiaXReader-History Class Chp.1You groaned as you looked at what was written on the board in your history class.PrussiaXReader-History Class Chp.1 by ~Mac-and-Cheese72
Today- Discuss end-of-the-year project. I will pick partners!
Sighing, you sat down at your desk, silently hoping your Teacher wouldn't pair you up with Francis, the biggest perv in the entire school.
"Alright, class! Take your seats!" Your Teacher said as the bell rang. After taking roll, she stood up to begin explaining the project.
"Okay class, as said on the board, today we will be discussing our end-of the year projects, so-"
She was interrupted when the classroom door opening, and a boy named Gilbert Beildshmidt came in, almost ten minutes late.
Gilbert Beilshmidt was one of the biggest troublemakers at school, and was constantly sassing the Teachers, playing pranks on other students, and getting detention. He had white hair and bright red eyes, which some people found creepy, but you found it kind of cool.
But other than thinking his hair and eyes we