wow hi its deros keldai here so um yeah u know my account got banned and it removed all my content cuz everyones an assfaggot heeeeeyyyyy
includin my fic and now i cant write it ugh so anyways sav [skitty/dem] wrote part 1 of a fanfic and now she doesnt wanna write it so im takin it over and shiit she wrote the prompt for the beggining awesome right no okay shut the fuck up and read
rushys pov woohoo

Something, though I can't quite put my finger on what, irritated me about the way Washington had responded to the whole ordeal with the frat guys at the beach. Which is, in itself, not unusual, however...

Hey guys, um.... My other fanfiction is on hiatus, because no one is Membaca it and I have writer's block. So I'm just posting this because I thought it was funny. I wrote it at two in the morning. Gimme a break, people.

By Dennis, daisy [ND], Scottie, Zana, and Anna.

S: hei guys?

All: Yeah?

S: I don't like Russia being with Washington.

ND: Why, they're obviously perfect together.

S: But she was with my brother.....

ND: So? He hasn't shown his face in months!

S: Is that any excuse?!

D: Daisy, I think Scottie is right. It's not fair to anyone. England has no clue. If he found out now, he'd be crushed....

Sweet Jesus I can't compete with Derp's fanfic. This one will slowly die painfully in it's shadow....


I need to ramp it up atau something.


Chapter Twenty-Five


    I felt a tap on my shoulder, and I turned slightly.

    “What?” I yelled over the roar of the motorcycle engine.

    “Time to stop.” Elizaveta responded.

    Releasing my grip slowly, I eased the cycle to a stop. The van stopped behind us, and then everything was silent.

    It was stupid, but it couldn't be helped. We had to stop for...

I'm so sorry it took so long ;-;


Chapter Thirteen


    The Creeps were attempting to reach us, and one even got a hold on a branch, but it broke. Both the branch and his shoulder.

    Then my cellphone rang.

    “Worst timing...” I muttered and checked the caller I.D. It was Scottie. “Kinda busy!” I berkata to her.

    “Zana...!” She sobbed.

    “What's wrong?” I froze.

    “I-it's Tallulah....” She sniffed. “She... she... she killed herself!”

    I...

CHAPTER FIVE IS HERE. Oh my god it took me so long for some reason! Dx But as a reward for your patience, I got Chapters Five, Six, Seven AND Eight done! :sweat: Hope anda like them..... I'm so sorry....


Chapter Five

    My head was spinning. Falling. I was falling. I didn't want to open my eyes. Something terrible was going to happen. I felt it. And no one was going to save me. I didn't have a hero. Falling...

    I was sitting in a field. Poppies, daisies, all kinds of Bunga bloomed around my feet. I was barefoot. A silky white dress covered my legs and...

at Beacon high, the time was 1:00 A.M. the boys and girls stayed up all night, ''okay, this is the story of the "Holy ghost" ready?" says Germany, "no, it will make me get bad nightmares," says Nepal "okay let's just forget the stories and go to bed," Germany said, "the hall is super dark! and i might get hurt" berkata Myanmar, when Myanmar went into the hallway and got super scared, "hello" says Myanmar very loud, "yes" says a voice, "who was that" says Myanmar, "Myanmar its me," says Italy, "Italy, can anda take me to my room?" says Myanmar, "yeah! im needing someone" says Italy, "oooooohhhh"...

It's baaaaaaaack.



Chapter Twenty-Six


    Alfred's POV

    Goin' to McDonald's! Just like old times. I pulled open the door and stepped inside, expecting the smell of salty french fries and just-cooked hamburgers. Instead, the place smelled musty and unused. Dead.

    Walking up to the counter, I snickered to myself. Oh Zana, anda know nothing about fast food! What, with all of your home-grown food. The ice cream machine is ALWAYS on! Hopping over the register, I grabbed a cone. I reached for the handle, and pushed down. I heard a sputter,...

Here.

Chapter One


    That was three months ago. As I sat down on the floor, in the middle of the room, I thought about how much hasn't changed. I still do crazy things, Scottie worries, Dennis tries to see the logical side, and daisy cheers me on. That's just how it works, I guess. Sitting alone on the rug, I contemplate my reflection in the blank TV.

    I'm not much to look at. Well, at least in my opinion. Dark emerald-colored hair, curling in weird directions at the end, and almost electric green eyes between long eyelashes and thick eyeliner. What...

I don't know how long this peminat fiction is going to be. I guess I'll just continue until I finish it....


Chapter Twenty-Four


    “So, this is everyone?” Asked Elizaveta. I nodded. “Okay.” Her phone rang. “Excuse me.” She left the room, talking very fast into it.

    We were all in the safehouse garage, coming up with a plan on how to get to the pantai safely. There were eight of us' Gilbert, Feliciano, Matthew, Alfred, Elizaveta, Lili, Roderich, and I. keseluruhan twelve, and the clock was ticking. Hah. Twelve. Clock. I don't know why that struck...

I'm starting to feel sorry for her.


    After the rain had stopped, we made the journey back to the man estate. Waves of guilty crashed over me, lying in bed. I had no right to be that close to him. He touched me. In a non-violent way. I had no right! But I want him. His everything. If I tried, maybe I could have him. Shove myself onto him. Make him take my Cinta like a pill. I could never, though. He means the world to me, but for him, I'm just an annoyance. Oh, here comes Zana, I better grab my pisau and brace myself. I had made myself into something to 'deal with'. I can't...

Would anda like some drama with those feels?


Chapter Twenty-One


    I sighed loudly. Back in the trees again. We had come so far, and then... I shook my head. We weren’t' going to all make it to the safehouse alive. That was a fact a while ago. Right after Ludwig died.

    After that shining moment Feliciano had, he stayed that way. I haven't seen him shed one tear, atau mutter a single word. Just sitting there on a branch, watching the ground. Understandable, considering he Lost both his best Friends and his brother. He, Ludwig, and Kiku were so close,...

It took a while. For some reason. I'm so sorry..... ;-;


Chapter Twenty


    Scottie's POV

    I didn't know whether to scream, run, atau watch him kill me. There was something in his eyes. Something dark and unpleasant.

    I scrunched up in horror as Andorra fell to the ground in front of me, neck snapped and eyes bulging. No, she didn't deserve to die. None of them did. I heard a scraping noise along the wall.

    “Scottie... I know you're in there...” Dennis sang hauntingly. A shiver went up my spine. Burrowing...

.... Sorry for the violence of that last one. Trust me, it will get way worse.


Chapter Six


    This time I was in my room. All my posters were where they were supposed to be, my katil sheet was still there, everything was as it should be. Except for who was in the doorway.

    Gilbert walked over to me and layed down on the katil seterusnya to me. Gripping my waist, he pulled me down seterusnya to him and wrapped his arms around me.

    “Hello there.” He berkata into my ear softly.

    “G-gilbert?” I breathed

    “Yes?”...

This one is a bit shorter. Sorry....


Chapter Three


    “Hey Scotts. Are anda and daisy alright?” I asked into the cell phone.

    “Yeah, we're fine. The atmosphere is a little awkward, since, y'know, pretty much everybody is in the same space. I think Natalia and Tallulah are bonding though-”

    “Stay focused. What's the setup?”

    “Well, everyone is paired up with someone else to bunk with. There are bunk beds in each room, but they look sketchy, so pretty much everyone sleeps on the floor in sleeping...

Here. Chapter Three will probably be here tommorrow, atau maybe later today. I have no clue. I'll just post 'em when I post 'em and you'll be happy about it. )

Chapter Two


    As Gilbert, Dennis, and I entered the meeting room, we automatically knew that Alfred wasn't just being his idiotic self.

    Ludwig, a very tough German, was pacing back and forth, looking as though his brain might explode. Kiku, a usually calm Japanese man, was sitting at the table, his temple being held sejak his fingers, thinking hard. Feliciano, a quite fun Italian, was freaking out...

Well,this is a fanfiction based on our RP. It's just a...lot of drama,couples,fluff,and...other stuff. ._. Don't ask why I made this. It's my first time making an fanfic so menanggung, bear with me,please.


Romano was sitting at the meja, jadual with an interesting look on his face. He had been at the house a long time. He had doubted his sanity a couple times,but,surprisingly,he had made it with his head. The fights he had been through,the rejections he had dealt with,they all seemed so far away now. He now had a good life. He had friends,he hadn't seen Prussia in a while,thank god. He had a lover,god how he hated...

Chapter Twenty-Two


    Alfred's POV

    That IDIOT! Running off on her own like that! I bet she's dead sejak now! I kicked the pokok trunk. Hard. Ow.

    “I heard anda yelling. What happened?” Matthew ran up to me, Gilbert close behind.

    “The idiot ran off on her own.” I shook my head. Gilbert cursed and jumped out of the tree, running into the field after her. Matthew waved to the Francis and Feliciano (and had to try several times), who were soon chasing after Gilbert. Deciding not to be left behind, I ran after...

Those last chapters were just the quiet before the storm. *cracks knuckles* ... LET THE GAMES BEGIN!


Chapter Seventeen


    Apparently I was asleep. Things seemed real, but something was off. Something wasn't quite right. I had experienced this before. False reality. Sometimes it feels so real, I have no idea if I'm awake atau not until I wake up.

    I hesitantly put my hand on the pokok batang beside me. It felt warm. Something started oozing down my hand, and I pulled it back quickly. Blood. I've seen so much of it these past days. I felt sick.

    I...

This one is a bit short....



Chapter Ten


    “IVAN!” I yelled and reached for his hand. Missed.

    Arthur and Francis held on tightly to Ivan, as did the others and I, but the Creep was too strong. Ivan was pulled down into the brush, and we heard a terrible scream. Ripping. Wet noises. lebih screaming. And soft moaning.

    “N-n-no...!” I stuttered. Ivan was a strong man. He couldn't have been taken down that easily. No...

    Alfred went running toward to bush. “No! Maybe we can save him!” He pulled out...