100TC: 17.MorningEngland hated mornings.
It wasn’t the waking up early part he minded. Oh, no, he’d never had a problem waking up early. In fact, he actually liked getting up early, because it gave him time to prepare for the real reason he hated mornings.
And that reason was the hassle known as the United States of America.
Dealing with America in the morning was on par with any war the empire had ever fought in his life. The child loved his sleep, and he did not exactly warm up to the idea of getting up at a decent time instead of, say, around lunchtime.
Which, the one time England had let him sleep in, he’d actually done. So the island nation had decided that from then on, whenever he was over at his precious colony’s place to take care of him, the child was going to get a wake-up call no later than eight in the morning. The child was not a cat; he did not need sixteen hours of sleep.
And so began the challenging routine that was England’s mornings
100TC: 16.Wild“Ah, it seems a wild America has appeared,” Belarus stated calmly as an all-too-familiar superpower (or, as he’d call himself, superhero) attempted to sneak up on her, not even bothering to look up from her book.
“Dude, did you just reference Pokemon?” America asked, grinning as he rested his chin atop his girlfriend’s head. “I didn’t even know you knew of it!”
“I use Pikachu in Super Smash Brothers, remember?”
“Oh, yeah. Forgot about that.”
Finally, Belarus turned her attention from her book to America, glancing upwards to lock eyes with him. “What is it, America?”
“Aw, I can’t just come over to be by my girlfriend?”
Belarus just stared at him, unconvinced. After a few moments of stare-down, America sighed. “Fine, you win. I was gonna suggest we skip this stupid meeting and go hang out.”
One of Belarus’ eyebrows raised in mild disbelief. “Th
100TC: 15.AnimalThere were days when Romano really, really hated Spain.
This was turning into one of those days.
“What the crapola is this?” He screamed furiously at the airhead in front of him. The airhead who currently had about ten turtles clinging to his body.
“They’re just so cute! I couldn’t resist buying some!” He said brightly, flashing a grin at the fuming Italian.
“This is not some, you moron! Some is three or four! That is the start of an army!”
“They’re not an army! They’re our friends!”
“Speak for yourself, you idiot! Why didn’t you tell me you were going to do something stupid like this?”
“I wanted to surprise you.”
“Yeah, well, I’m surprised, alright! And that’s not a good thing!”
Spain shrugged, the stupid grin never leaving his face. “I thought it’d be nice if we had some company.”
100TC: 14.ChristmasSeychelles stared out the apartment window, eyes shining with delight. Snow fell softly outside, coating the streets in a beautiful, pure white. To a girl who never got to watch snow fall out her window before, it was breathtakingly enchanting.
“Pretty, isn’t it?”
Turning around, she saw her boyfriend standing behind her, two steaming mugs in his hands and a warm smile on his face.
“It’s beautiful,” she breathed as he sat down next to her, passing one of the mugs to her. She accepted it, wrapping her hands around it to warm them up.
“I’m glad you like it,” he said softly, taking a cautious sip of whatever was in the mug. “I was worried it would rain again like it did last year, but I guess someone was on my side.”
The island girl giggled and snuggled up closer to him, causing his face to turn a light shade of red. “Thanks for inviting me to spend Christmas with you, England.”
100TC: 13.GambleHaving lived for as long as he had, England had taken several gambles in his life. Some big, some small.
But none of them, not a single one, even came close to how massive a gamble he’d taken when confessing to Seychelles.
He hadn’t even known if she liked him the same way. It wasn’t like they got along ever; England could probably count on one hand how many of their conversations hadn’t been arguments. And it wasn’t like he was an enjoyable person in the first place anyways.
Besides, he had zero experience whatsoever in the whole dating area. Nothing. He hadn’t ever even confessed before.
Come to think of it, he wasn’t even sure if there were any girls he’d liked in that way before Seychelles.
For awhile, he tried to ignore the growing feelings for the island girl. He did not want to admit he’d fallen in love. He’d already seen what love could do to a nation; he’d seen the heartbreak France went thr
100TC: 12.Fear“Ve’re to be abolished.”
Every drop of blood in Prussia’s veins freezes at that sentence. He has had a feeling things would come to this, but now, hearing it acknowledged, terror finds his heart again.
“C-Can’t ve do something?” The albino asks, struggling not to let his panic show as he talks to his boss. Behind his back, he firmly clasps his hands together. “Ve’re awesome Prussia. Isn’t there something ve can do?”
Prussia’s heart sinks when his boss shakes his head. “Nein. The Allies have called for dissolution. Prussia vill be no more on February 25.”
No. No, this couldn’t be happening. He couldn’t die. He couldn’t.
As if understanding his nation’s terror, his boss stands up and walks over to him, resting a hand on his shoulder.
“I’m sorry,” he says softly. “But ve have no choice in the matter. The Allied Control Council has called for it.
100TC: 11.RunHis legs are burning, but he can not stop running. If he stops for even one second, he will be caught. And if he is caught, then it is “game over” for all of them. They will not escape, and all those times he went back in time will have been for naught.
So he forces his legs to keep moving. He pushes them as hard as he can, panting to get the much-needed oxygen back into his lungs. It’s not enough, but it’s at the very least something.
Rounding a corner, he glances back. The Thing is still hot on his tail. Honestly, he’s certain the only reason why it hasn’t caught him yet is because he always did run his fastest when fleeing, as Germany always said.
Germany. A sob threatens to escape from Italy’s lips, but he forces it not to come. Breathing is hard enough right now; crying will only complicate things.
Still, he can’t wipe Germany’s mangled body from his mind’s eye as he keeps going, other similar visions of fellow nat
100TC: 10.EmotionRomano wished that she did not stir up the level of emotion in him.
Mainly because then his face turned a bright red all too similar to a favorite fruit of his, which would lead to Spain teasing him about it and him being forced to punch the idiotic airhead.
Ok, so that last part he didn’t mind. He loved excuses to punch his moron of a best friend.
What he did mind, however, was the fact that he did not want Belgium to find out he liked her. He was fairly certain he would die of embarrassment if she found out.
It was actually at times like this when he was grateful Spain was his best friend; the man was so oblivious to everything except what went on in his puny brain that he hadn’t figured out Romano’s secret yet.
Now, if he was best friends with, say, France (which was about as likely to happen as his brother giving up pasta), not only would his crush have been figured out, but the entire world would know about it.
Yup, he was definitely g
100TC: 9.FamousBelarus did not feel the need to be famous.
She did not need paparazzi, her name in magazines, or the attention of the masses. Throughout the years, she’d only ever needed attention from one person. If she had the attention from that one person, she was content.
For years, that person had been her brother, Russia. She wanted nothing more than his undying attention, for him to notice no one but her. She pursued him constantly, desperate for him to make her the sole object of his attention.
Then, it switched. It switched to a man who possibly had the shortest attention span she knew of: the United States of America. Funny how things work out; she spent years wishing the man would leave her alone and stop bothering her, and now she yearned for every ounce of his attention.
Granted, Belarus still liked attention from her brother. Now, however, it was America’s attention that she desperately needed. As long as he focused on her, she was fine.
And, despite his extremely short att