A Pirate's PossessionPart I: Stowaways"There's a ship over there Toris!" "I don't know about that one Alfred." Toris replied warily, "Don't you find it a little odd that the ship isn't in the docking bay with all the other ships?""What are you talking about? It'll be fine and the fact that it isn't in the docking bay will only make it easier to sneak onto." The overly optimistic companion stated."I still have my doubts about this one though. I mean why would someone anchor their ship near a cliff? And what's with that weird flag?" Toris pointed to the strange flag that was clearly a United Kingdom flag with a menacing skull on it."Stop being such a worry wart, I'm sure it'll be fine. Besides it beats the hell out of staying here and getting caught." Alfred said ignoring his friend's warnings."I don't know
I think we should keep looking Al. It's creeping me out the more I stare and think about it.""What! No way! We've already looked all around the docks and we didn't find a single ship that wasn'
Letting Loose Pt.1 -- GerItaSilence.It was the first thing Germany noticed as he woke up in the morning.Silence. And too much of it.Not that the German didn't enjoy the rare moments of time to himself; on the contrary, he longed to have much more of them. If it wasn't paperwork, it was a certain Italian clinging to him, and if it wasn't Italy, it was his brother up to his antics, and if it wasn't Prussia, it was a Frenchman subtly hinting on him, or a much more angry Italian screaming at him, or an Austrian scolding him, or an endless amount of possibilities.But this moment of silence left him wary. Yes, he often didn't know what to do with himself when he actually had a moment alone, but to wake up alone was a completely different feeling. There was no Italian in his bed, which was rare but not unlikely; the man did go home on occasion, but it was usually heralded by an unprecedented amount of clinging and tears (and a lot of begging for hugs and kisses, but thinking about those aspects only made him blush).
A Pirate's PossessionPart III: Behind Closed Doors"Here" Ivan said throwing Alfred into a room, "And if you even think of escaping just remember that I have your friend." Alfred managed to get a quick glimpse of Toris' terrified face before the door closed. He listened to the heavy footsteps of the Russian walk down the hall as he took his friend to do who knows what.---Toris was lead down the hall to a different room. He looked around; the room was much smaller than the one that they had thrown Alfred into. It had a bed in one corner with a trunk at the foot of it there was also a small desk with a lantern on it and a few papers. "Please sit down." The large man said as he motioned for Toris to sit down next to him on the bed."Umm
thank you." The Lithuanian said quietly as he took the seat.As they sat there in silence worry began to take over Toris' thoughts. He knew he could probably survive but Al just didn't know when to keep his mouth shut sometimes on top of being annoying. The captain seem
Capturing the Flag with Hetalia! ~ AmericaOnce the game started, you watched the rest of your team head out into the woods. You had volunteered to stay behind and guard the flag; let them run around and get sweaty, you were going to enjoy this lovely day by relaxing in the shade. Your eyes closed in contentment. You paced around the tree, trailing your feet across the grass as you left wide circles in your path. Cool air danced down through the sky, making the leaves tremble in the tall trees as sunshine poured out over them. It was a thoroughly pleasant day. The blue flag fluttered gently in the breeze, hanging off the giant oak behind you. The sun was bright and the birds were noisy, chattering in the bright green of the woods. The wind put a low howl in your ears, which soon picked up on another, fainter sound. You cocked your head curiously. Was it...rustling? You turned around quickly; the noise was coming from a leafy bush that sat on the edge of an arch of trees.You peered at it inquisitively. Was it an animal?A quick
Capturing the Flag with Hetalia! ~ FranceAs the sound of America's (rather obnoxious) air horn, you took off, making sure to keep low to the ground.You approached hostile territory and glanced around. There was no one in sight.There was no one anywhere.You smiled smugly, congratulating yourself on sneaking passed everyone. After tip-toeing silently across the enemy line, a nearby rustle sent your heart racing as you immediately dove into some bushes."What was that noise?" You strained your ears, trying to determine what the sound was, or if it would come again.Birds chirped brightly, but nothing unusual greeted your ears.You peeked out from in between the branches. Just an empty forest…“I must have been imagining things...” You thought.You continued on, but moved a little slower, still cautious of the phantom sound.Darting along the path, you tried searching for the flag, but your vision was heavily restricted by the thick foliage you were creeping through.“I’m sure it's safe by now. T