[APH] Fridays with Amelia 5 (Preview)Whatever he is planning for, Juan may never know. Juan followed the Briton (or so he assumed) inside. Their house was nice, Juan must admit. It felt very… homey and warm and it smelled of… some kind of tea as well. He took notice of a family picture sitting on top of a nearby drawer. Amelia looked around 14 years old or so and beside her was Madeleine while the two adults in the background were a younger-looking Mr. Kirkland and a woman who is probably Amelia’s stepmom.And she’s also very pretty, Juan must admit. Mr. Kirkland must be one lucky man.Plus, Amelia seemed to be very cute in that pink dress she’s
MexPiri Drabble - The BestThe year was 1667.New Spain and Philippines were two of Spain’s many colonies back then. They had been introduced to one another just over a century ago, with the former acting as a friend and caretaker of sorts to the latter. What helped keep their connection stable during those times was the inauguration of the Manila-Acapulco Galleon Trade. Usually it was New Spain who visited the female archipelago, but this time he decided to switch it up, bring her back to his.The two, young teenagers in appearance, were walking hand in hand throughout Mexico City. Philippines wasn’t familiar with what the city used to be. Tenochtitlan.
Hetalia Piri - I am. (Prologue) Ramblings of Piri - I am. (Prologue)ASEAN MEETING #XX. Date XX/XX/20XX. Place: Thailand"Again? Where is she?" the host of the current meeting of the Association of South-East Asian Nations, Thailand, asked after he roll-called everyone in the room. "It's been some time since she last showed up in any of our meetings..."A boy with a Hibiscus flowered pen answered as he wrote down the final minutes of the meeting, "This would be...the 3rd time she's been absent. And no fines, Singapore. She had valid excuses for all of them.""But, it is part of the rules. She has to know she can't just miss too many meetings! Once is all right, twice
We've Been History 03 [USPH]She was in a crowded room, not unlike the court of Intramuros or one of Arthur's fancy-shmancy gardens. She couldn't find a face she knew, she couldn't find a face at all. For some odd reason, she couldn't focus on anyone's face long enough for her to be able to pinpoint their features. The crowd around her seemed like a haze, an illusion, nonetheless Maria was feeling every bit anxious at the fact that she was mingling with such high society. Why was she here, she wondered. Who were these people, why did they seem to be noticing her every move if not blatantly looking at her? An irrational fear crept in; she shouldn't be there."Oh! Hey" sa
Of Gestures and Assumptions [PiriFran]It was a sunny day out when Francis Bonnefoy, the personification of France, has decided to pay his Spanish friend a visit. See, it has been awhile since they had last seen each other due to the countless things they need to attend to. If memory served him right, the last time he visited Antonio was when Gilbert and himself went off to see the island nation he found in Asia, Las Islas Filipinas.Ah yes, that time he couldn't look at Antonio straight in the eye because he was bragging like a five year old and it was pissing him off a little and he was somewhat envious of the new colony he has gained. Well, he did mention that the little natio
Goodbye Yesterday (KorPiri fic preview)Maricela's eyes widened as the young man's body came hurtling down, breaking through the aquatic surface and sinking into the deep blue. The wave jolted, thrashing up onto the grassy shore just metres from her position. Her breath was caught in her throat as she watched and waited on the riverside. Would that man resurface or not?She had only noticed him briefly before the occurrence. A stranger had a hand pressed to the back of this young man's head and then he fell limp from the bridge they stood on. The stranger disappeared as the man took a dive into the river below. She didn't know what to make of it. It wasn't her business.Still, th
We've Been History 02 [USPH]So here he was. In what used to be Spain's office within the walls of Intramuros and sitting across from him behind the desk was the girl who just hours ago thought of him as a hero, who just hours ago said she loved him back. She didn't try to hide the hatred in her eyes neither did she hide the papers that detailed America's claim on her that had apparently been sent to her overnight by an informant. He opened his eyes to meet hers; those brown eyes of hers that used to reflect the hero that he thought he was now reflected his guilt and increased the self-loathing he felt. "Maria, please let me explain."She narrowed her eyes at him. "Okay
We've Been History 01 [USPH]"Get off of my land." she had said with a coldness that he had never seen before. Who was this person in front of him? What had happened to the charming and sweet girl he had been with only the night before? He closed his bright blue eyes and squeezed his temple, remembering how happy he – no, how happy they had both been mere hours ago.It was slowly getting dark and the lightly tanned, black haired girl was still sleeping on his lap after exhausting herself by talking so much. Their conversation had been playful and it made Alfred both happy and exasperated to find how quickly she figured out how to wield the blade of Sarcasm to make him s
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