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A Russia Fanfic - The Natives A Russia Fanfic - The NativesA Russia Fanfic - The Natives by Allyt14
During the world confrence meeting, you simply sat there bored, but curious about what aruguments were happening, along while chatting about little things with Ivan.
When the subject of Finding the Americas came up between Alfred, Francis, Arthur, and Antonio your curiosity peaked along with getting slightly angry. You see, You are the personification of the Native American Tribes in the Americas. So needless to say, You were still holding a grudge against the four men.
You crossed your arms and huffed lightly while listening to the arugument from different sides. Your friend Tamika, Who was the personifacation of Africa became mad aswell.
"Well I found America first!" England cried out in fury to the French and Spanish men. "Honhonhon, But I found Canada first." The Frenchman shot back. "Si, but I founded Slave trade to the new world amigos." The Spainard smirked.
At this, You and Tamika both shot out of your seats emmiting a
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You give him a small smile. "Thank you for the offer but I don't think you'll have to." You say and he gives you a funny look. "And why is that?" He asks. You just smile fondly "Ludwig should be in the building by now and you should be leaving so America won't get mad and throw one of his temper tantrums." You say and try to find a more comfortable position on the floor. He sighs.
"Alright but atleast let me clean up those nasty gashes on you love." He says and pulls out a small first-aid kit. You nod to him and hold your head up enough to where he can clean the gash on the left side of your face. He puts rubbing alcohol on a cloth and you wince when he puts it to your face. He gives you a reassuring smile and continues to clean all of them with you wincing every so often.
I can't help but to think how idiotic America is to hire fools to gaurd this place. When the elevator finally stops I got out and look around. I see a window into a ro
AmericaXReader 2012You smiled as you got the bag of popcorn out of the microwave and poured it all into a bowl. You walked into your living room to see your boyfriend of 3 years. Alfred F. Jones, Or as he calls himself, 'The Hero' putting in a DVD. "So Alfred, what movie are we watching tonight?" You asked him smiling.AmericaXReader 2012 by Allyt14
"2012! Haha babe, can you believe people actually believed that the world was gonna end today?!" He asked pulling you down next to him on the couch. You smiled. "Well nobody knows when the world will end so we can't judge people on what they believe." You told him. "True! Haha but let's watch this! And I'm gonna make it through the entire movie this time!" He said pressing play. You smirked.
"We'll see Al." You said, knowing that withen the first few minutes he'd be in your lap, or he'd drag you into his. The main screen came up and he made it to the part where the meteors started raining down before he pulled you into his lap, making you spill all the popcorn in the process. You frowne
Guard!EnglandxChild!Reader - Breaking AttentionArthur Kirkland stood against the wall, his spine erect and his shoulders back. His chin was lifted, and the strap of his tall hat wrapped uncomfortably around it. Despite the summer heat and humidity, he was clad in a wool guardsman uniform. Beads of sweat rolled down his face, and he even felt it soak into his undershirt. He was used it, however; this was what he was required to do every day.Guard!EnglandxChild!Reader - Breaking Attention by Ravens-of-Rome
Arthur was a Queen’s Guard currently stationed on the westward side of Buckingham Palace. He didn't know the fellows that accompanied him on his wall, nor did he care to make their acquaintance. He would much rather let his mind wander to his childlike fantasies than associate with his own kind—or really any kind. He was a loner. He wouldn't deny it. But he didn't really mind. It seemed, to him, much less bothersome with no one around.
Arthur heard a voice that caused him to groan internally. A little girl's voice bounced off the wall behind him and into his eardrums. He hated childr