Valathiem

[Reader x Britain] __________________________________________________________________________________________ School was dragging on forever.  At least it's Friday.  You thought to yourself. The morning was strange, almost dreamlike. It was strange because the only difference was the morning walk, and then running into Arthur. Well, more like stalking him. To be fair, you shouldn't even know what his name was. Oddly enough, after returning from the little adventure down the street, you began preparing breakfast when mom came in. At first, she just stared at you. After about 2 minutes of this, you sat down and made direct eye contact. "Wh

[Reader x Britain] __________________________________________________________________________________________ You were nearly home. It was now completely dark out and you were rushing home. You stopped at the crosswalk and waited for the red signal to turn to the walking man. A loud hissing sound (followed by a low rumble) came from right behind you. A dark blue pace bus pulled out slowly from behind, passed and took a gradual right. Surprised, you noticed a familiar figure in the lit up window of the bus. It's him.. The guy from earlier. You looked at his face, hoping that by doing so it would catch his attention. As the bus moved by,

[Reader x Britain] Attention: Recommended to read the first half of the description __________________________________________________________________________________________ You walked home from school that day. You didn't know why you were sad, depressed, or even angry. It was barley even a relationship. You never talked on the phone, and you hung out with him maybe once every other weekend. The main reason why you were pissed was because your so called "friend" went straight for him, even when you were still dating. She had flirted with him directly in front of you before the breakup and after, not giving the slightest thought of how i

Blue Skies, Black souls (Broken Wings) 9/11 A Proud nation.                "Yesterday is a memory, Tomorrow is a dream, Today is reality" England had spoken to the small boy, sitting upon his lap looking at him with curiosity. "Make the most of it." The green eyed blonde said to Alfred. "Now, can you tell me what you think of that?" "Hmm.." the curious boy said aloud. "Well Mr. Britain sir, I think that it means that you can't change the past, tomorrow is full of new adventures waiting to be explored, and today is whatever you make of it, so don't blow it!" The Englishman smiled and patted the small american on the head. "Very good Al