Momohatespeach

    'The world is truly a fucked up place.' this was going through Antonio Carriedo Fernandez's mind as he held onto his sobbing wife, trying to calm her down. He finally told  her the truth, he finally told her what was to become of him and his friends in the end. That he was to fight until he died because the leaders felt as if they no longer needed to have representatives of countries. It made him sad and want to break down and cry at how awful it was to think of such things, because he knew he would have to chose between killing or get killed. He didn't want to die because he had so much to live for, people he needed to support, and live

"Iggy, I have a question!" a little Erisa asked one afternoon, she crawled onto England's lap. He looked down at her curious eyes and got a bad feeling. "Hm? What is it, Erisa?" he gave her his full attention, like a gentleman of course. "What are those noises from your room?" he twitched, getting a feeling he knew what it was she meant but decided to check. "What noises, love? I certainly can't hear anything." he blinked, she shook her head and pouted. "The sounds you and Amweeica make when you leave me." she replied, England paled this was going to be weird, and telling by her curious eyes, he knew he wasn't getting out. "W-what?!?!"

Silence. Hard, cold, and cruel this silence was, he felt as if his heart was heart was breaking into two little shards again, and they wouldn't go back. "R-Roxi, mon chere..." he whispered as he watched her unresponsive form, her cloths soaked in blood, she was pale, and her eyes dull and lifeless. "S-she's...g-" "Hush! D-don't say that! She's not dead, s-she's a city! T-there's no way---" he cried out as he felt tears prick his eyes. He knew better, that wasn't the case, he had seen it twice , countries and cities fell so it wasn't impossible, but why her!! She moved her mouth to from words, France noticed this and moved his tear-streak

You blushed furiously as you watched the figure across the room carefully 'Why oh why must he do this to me."  you said the last part out loud. Your best friend followed your vision and grinned. " Arthur Kirkland, huh?" she snickered " I thought you weren't interested in guys like him."  you blushed. "I-I don't," you scratched your head in frustration " I just- he did me a favor that's all!" she nodded. "And now you have a crush on him I understand." she concluded; you groaned. In all honesty you don't even know why or how you started liking him. You didn't even know each other!  But all had it to take was for