what-the-crapola

After countless more minutes of convincing my mother to leave I slid against my apartment door to the floor and leaned my head on my knees.  That had been such a close one! What if she saw Ludwig? She'd go insane! INSANE! Not to mention she'd drag my sorry American ass all the way back to New York! I let out a frustrated sigh and pushed my hair out of my face. I couldn't help but smile when I heard the squeak of my bedroom door. A groggy and still half asleep Ludwig stood in my doorframe. He looked at me, one eye open, and hair sticking up in all directions. I giggled and for a second I forgot about my Mothers shrill voice that had been r

 You could hear Gilbert's obnoxious voice again. You just frowned and kept your eyes closed. "You better get up.", Ludwig said softly. Your eyes popped open and you bolted up straight. Ludwig was smiling, sympathetically. "It's definitely Gil. He never shuts up.", he said. You nodded and rubbed your eyes, holding back a yawn. You looked at Ludwig and you smiled. You were happy that he told you how he was feeling. You realized how much you two trusted each other, even though you didn't know each other that well. He noticed your look. "Was?", he asked. "Nothing." His eyebrow rose. "Nein, you were smiling.", he said sternly. You grinned an

Hetalia- A country in despair. Chapter 1 "We all miss you, you know," Raina said quietly.  "Me, Russia, Barbados, England, everyone." She sat at the edge of the tall grass, staring at the headstone in front of her.  It gleamed in the sunlight, the granite shining back to her, leaving his name barely visible.  Yet it still was etched in the stone- Xerxes, Isle among the Atlantic. Grief overrode any other emotion that pulsed through her body as she spoke to her dead brother.  She stroked the grass at the edge of where his body lay, six feet deep in the ground.  "They're getting big.  Your sons.  Aruba and Nassau.  They're nearly six months

"Do you believe in magic, my friends?" Antonio and Allison stopped walking, turning their heads towards the voice that had just spoken to them. Antonio gave a small smile, a look of confusion apparent on his face. "Excuse me, what was that?" The voice giggled, gaining a child-like tone as it continued. "Come closer, my friends…" Allison gave Antonio a wary look, which was waved off as if it was nothing. Antonio dragged his girlfriend towards the stranger in the alley, despite her secret attempts of trying to pull him back. He smiled at the stranger, looking down at them with a twinkle in his eye. "You said something about magic?" "Wh

"Yao can I please have my phone? I need to tell Lovino that I might not make it to the game…" Zoe whined as she held a heavy stack of plates in her hand, which Yao was adding on to. "Not until your baby project is done with. I told you that, and you're not going to change my mind." He put one more plate on the stack before moving on to a different set of kitchenware. With a sigh, she moved to put the plates away and sulk in her own way. She didn't know Lovino's number by heart and she couldn't find any way to notify him before the game. Just great. "Yao, I'm going to go and watch Feliciano and Ludwig practice for their game tomorrow. I

"My queen? Is this a good idea?" Berwald asks me, his blue eyes filled with anxiety. I nodded once more. "Brother, I must!" I cried. "If I don't go, the people of Aliana will think I've deserted them!" "No, they will know that you are an idiot!" he whispered back so no one else could hear him. I allowed him to insult me; he was my brother after all. Anyone else was not allowed. Insulting the queen was punishable by death, though I would never allow that. "Mount your horse, General Berwald. Tophald's army will be here soon," I said briskly, giving him a sideways glare. He nodded once, bowed, and left my presence. I patted my white stallion