DarkCanada

WARNING! This chapter contains a bit of violence, and... well... If you're reading a 2p, you should know by now. May not be appropriate for smallish children! You sat down on one of the stumps in the woods and put your head in your hands. So lost… Your father had sent you to chop some firewood, because that ego-tastic moron refused to buy a heater. He made it clear that you were only allowed to chop up stumps, because he didn’t want dead wood and he couldn’t bear the thought of killing a tree. You decided not to tell him where paper came from. That idiot. You sighed, straightening up and stretching. Maybe it wasn’

2p!AmericaXReader: An Ephemeral New Year’s resolution “I’m gonna be in Hawaii during this vacation while the rest of you freeze your butts off!”  Your friend Nene squealed with excitement. The both of you were in PSAT, the last class of the day. Winter break was going to start but you didn’t wait for Christmas, you knew what you were going to get. You saw your father, dressed as Santa putting present under the tree and heard him muttering about getting you two new sweaters and a new phone, your first one. You were somewhat of a loner and when you tried to make friends you froze up and fainted. It was a miracle

You grimaced. You were at one of Alfred's parties for the first time in almost an entire year. You had been dragged along by Elizaveta to get dolled up. You were too depressed to argue with her. You hadn't been alone with Mark since the moment Mark saved you from the cold and your own stupidity. You hadn't even got to thank him. He never came back that night, or the following day. The only reason you knew he beat up Francis was because a picture was sent to you of Francis' bruised face. It made your stomach squirm like live snakes but you decided to go home shortly afterwards, unwilling to stay the night again in the middle of the woods. You

As Arthur was walking to school he usually took the long route to get there. Wake up at 5am and then walk there because if he used his quiet expensive car it would be keyed. He never understood why people didn't like him. In middle school everyone didn't seem to mind him and he actually had friends. But when high school came about they all just left him to do things like sports. Which Arthur didn't seem to mind .Once he entered the school he went over to the cafeteria and sat down doing his homework since no one was around to torment him. When seven came around he would sneak off to the band hall to do it.  Alfred was the school bully. He e

You sat in the window seat looking out at the snow. It snowed an awful lot lately. And you being the country of (country's name) you were/weren't used to it. You let out an exasperated sigh and looked down at your now swollen stomach. You were about 6 months pregnant and married to the nation known as Lithuania. Although you called him Toris, his human name. You two had been married for roughly about 3 years now after he pleaded with Russia to let him. Little did you know what Russia had in store for poor Toris for the price of marrying you.  It had taken a big toll on him. Russia was a big nation who had control over Lithuania, Estonia, and

He walked through the crowded streets, his footsteps light, the bright sunlight shinning down on his strawberry blond hair. He stopped for a moment, his bright blue eyes scanning the area, though it was hardly necissarry; he could have walked there with his eyes shut, he knew the way so well. His blue orbs rested on a small, comfy looking cafe that just seemed to make everything look a little brighter. He smiled, but it wasn't his usual crazed, sadistic smile he had plastered to his face whenever he played his game of cat and mouse; it was a true, genuine smile of happiness. He walked over to the cafe and opened the door, inviting himself i

You sat there in silence for a moment. Thinking about what Arthur had said. Moveing in with him WOULD make it seem like he was the father.... "Alright Arthur me and Florentine will move in with you." You agrred. " Florentine?" He and Michell both gave you funny looks. "Thats what I decided to call her Florentine, louis, Kikrland. Hey! Dont give me that look! Im her mother so I get to name her!" You glared at Michell who gave you a questioning look. "Well I think it great love." Arthur said smiling. He gave you a gentel kiss on the forhead. "Hey! Hey! Dont go acting like were married now Arthur." You said in a teasing way. Arthur just lau

December 17th, 6:45 I think God hates me, I really do. If there really is some divine force, then he likes to play tricks on me- and has a twisted sense of humor. Because if this is His idea of a joke, he really needs to get His priorities straight. Try to guess the situation I'm in. Go on, take a wild fucking guess. Have you guessed? Well, at the moment, I'm trying to avoid getting my ass ripped off by a bunch of zombies. My current location? The bathroom in the back of a hard liquor store. Wasn't exactly what you were think, was it? Well, I can tell this'll take a minute to explain, but seeing as I have more than enough time on my hands,