Pirate!SpainxPirate!Reader A Pirate's Life! Ch 9RPOV
You march through the castle, knowing that you were about to get a lecture. "R-right this way Ms. (Name)," Felix says, bowing low.
"Thanks Felix," You say, lifting your head up and flipping your hair back. "Let's see how mother and father have been," You almost snarl, pushing the large doors open.
Inside, is a huge room, completely filled with marble. A couple of steps lead up to three thrones. Sitting on two of the thrones, were your mother and father. Your father had the same color (h/c) hair as you, where you got your eyes from your mother.
Both of them sit up as they see you come in. "So, you finally return," Your father says, narrowing his eyes.
"Well, it's not like I wanted to; I only came here to get supplies," You say easily, though your heart feels like it's about to burst. Rule number one of standing up to the king and queen is
Male!BelarusxOCxRussia p3The next few days went with a seemingly strict routine. Lithuania would come in and awaken Salacia and she would shower and go down to the breakfast that either Estonia or Latvia had prepared. She would eat her breakfast alone and then go about her morning routine. Getting dressed in a nice warm dress and then go to Russia's large library and read for about an hour (Russia had bought her some books printed in her native tongue) before she would study Russian with either Ukraine or Russia if he was not busy. She wanted to learn it fast to make Russia happy as well as distance herself more from her past.
After she studied she would wander through his home looking for something to occupy her time before she would eat lunch with Belarus since Russia would go out for meetings for part of the afternoon. She often found herself talking with Lithuania while he worked or looking out the windows. She would always eat with Belarus and then spend time in the sitting room with him. Sometimes t
ItalyxReaderx2!PEngland ~ Sleeping Beauty (2)
You woke up, aware of how heavy your limbs felt. Clumsily, you tried to rub the sleep out of your eyes, only to take in a deep, surprised breath as the movement gave you the slight sensation of falling.
Looking around, you noticed only that you didnt know where you were. The bed you were laying on was much too soft to be yours, although you admitted it was still very comfortable. Looking at the brightly colored pink walls, purple polka-dotted carpet, and elaborately decorated turquoise furniture; you stood up and tried to remember how you wouldve gotten here.
You suddenly became aware of the sound of uncontrolled giggling from outside the door to the room, and the image of the odd man from the office appeared in your mind. Sensing danger, you scanned the room hastily for anything you might use as a weapon in case he came at you again like yesterday. Your eyes quickly fell on a bright yellow iron on a pink ironing-board, an