spiritsghost

You mumbled inaudible words as you took your seat in the slightly over crowded plane. You were still a little upset with Gilbert for buying you a plane ticket to his home, but a part of yourself was flattered for his actions, although you would never admit it. You stared out the window, watching as several people worked below the plane, and sighed. You were actually going to Germany to see your pen pal...for the very first time. You were a bit nervous about meeting him. Gilbert mentioned in the back of the letter that he would be there to get you once you arrived, but you didn't exactly know how you were going to find him. You brought out the

“You’re German as well.” (Name) interrupted. “I’m Prussian sweetheart- like I said- way more awesome than German.” (Name) blinked, had he said that before? She was sure he had, though he probably had, she after all had her memory wiped out. “Aster, eat his bird, she pooped on the sofa last she came.” The bird seemed to chirp in protest. “Gilbird is a boy!” Gilbert snapped and scowled to himself. (Name) gave him a welcoming glare. “I guess I’m her uncle then!” Gilbert said brightly he sat down and helped himself to breakfast, Ludwig blinked, both he and (Name) turned

You are a monster." (Name) stared speechless. Since when could she punch like that? She stepped back, maybe they were right, she stared at her fists and turned away, running up to the school gates, she glanced back and found herself bumping into someone. The stupid P.E teacher, (Name) stared at him for a while before running passed him dodging his attempts to stop her. A few minutes after she stopped running and flopped down on the grass unable to cry. She unzipped her bag with a strange calmness, for some reason she knew that she would read something that would help her. With that she turned to the date of the accident and stared. There ha

(So, a lot of you guys said you wanted a romantic relationship with one of these awesome boys! ;D I planned on making them anyway, just wanted opinions! So, yes, there will be romantic ending to this. And, if you wish to stay a cat non-romantic endings! (Y/F/F) means your favorite food.....Just so ya know!) Your pov: I ran as fast as my legs could carry me, my claws digging into the icy pathways and streets of (T/N). I couldn't bear that house any longer, not after what I had done. I was most likely not wanted after my actions, just like I was never wanted by the kids, families, or happy couples that passed the lonely box. The pads of my pa

  "Look at 'ow cute zey are...!" A person pinched your cheek causing you to moan in protest, swatting the hand away and clinging to your dad. "'ow adorable is she...!?"   "Our amigo Aleman is one lucky man to have such a beautiful little daughter," another voice whispered in a hush. "Mi Lovi used to be this cute!"   Opening your (e/c) eyes, you saw your dad's two best friends Antonio and Francis standing above you with grins. "Oh, I zink we woke ze mon petite. Sorry _________, we were coming to get your papa."   "Why do you want my daddy...?" You mumbled rather sleepily, trying to get up but, falling back on your dad's