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::Cute Magic:: England x Reader"Oh, my, I'm terribly sorry, (Name)," Arthur apologized.
"Pfft~! You were trying to make me into a little kid?" Francis pondered, trying to keep himself from laughing. "Oh, Artie, I didn't think you were –"
"DAMN YOU TO BLOODY HELL, WANKER!"
"Arthur-san, maybe we shouldn't speak such vulgar language in front of (Name)-san," Kiku suggested, trying to calm down the British man. Arthur looked over to (Name) who had her ears covered by Feliciano and looked around curiously at the two men that she couldn't hear.
He sighed as Feliciano took his hands off her ears. "I guess I was lucky. I was looking at the wrong spell. The original idea was to turn this . . . freak of nature over here into an actual frog. (Name) didn't have to suffer that, so that's good to hear." Arthur picked the little girl (who looked much younger than his younger brother) up into his arms. "This was my fault, so I guess I'll take care of (Name) until this spell wears off."
"And make her suffer that horrid thing you call
:::Cute Magic::: Prologue Country x ReaderSitting quietly at the table during the conversation (Name) looked around the room. She saw Ludwig, who was yelling at everyone in the room, but was failing to catch some people's attention. Then there was Arthur Kirkland and Francis Bonnefoy, who were at each other's necks literally. There was also Alfred F. Jones, who was screaming out his own opinion and not taking "No" for an answer, and Kiku Honda, who was simply agreeing with everything the other man said.
She sighed. It didn't look like this conversation was getting anywhere.
"You bloody frog, now you'll get it!" Arthur growled, grabbing his spell book (where ever it came from).
"You say that like you could actually do a spell correctly!" Francis laughed.
"We'll see about that." He smirked as he opened the book to a specific page. "Verterunt hoc persona in prolem!" Arthur chanted.
Let me tell you one thing. He missed. Arthur went right over Francis's head. A bright light immediately got everyone's attention. And when everyone lo
Girl and Boy 1: Suddenly Stopped TalkingToday was not a good day. Not only was it raining in front of (Girl Name)'s eyes, but her friend (Boy Name) would not talk to her. They didn't have a fight, and they weren't angry at each other. They simply stopped talking. It was bad enough that the whole entire week was going to be cloudy, but the pelting rain made it worse. (Girl Name) sighed. It didn't look like it would end anytime soon and she wanted to leave school as soon as she could. It was either she ran out in the rain or she waited till morning.
"Hey," she heard from behind as she turned around. She saw (Boy) behind her with an open umbrella over his head. "What're you doing?"
"W-well . . . I kinda . . . forgot my umbrella at home," (Girl) chuckled sheepishly.
(Boy) hummed in understanding, but then quietly handed her the umbrella. "Here, take it. Y-you need it more than I do." As fast as he could, he put his hood over his head and ran out into the cold rain.
She fumbled with the umbrella for a second before running after
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
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