Of Pavlova, Croquembouche, and bonds by Etta-moon, literature
Literature
Of Pavlova, Croquembouche, and bonds
Gwen stood at the kitchen counter quietly, sighing as she made herself and her sister breakfast. It was her birthday but her parents were both away at something. Gracie, being the ever observant one, sat at the table holding a lamb stuffie watching her sister.
"Happy birthday! You're getting old" She chimed,causing the blue hair to laugh.
"Yeah but I still make awesome eggs you know. Now sit down and eat." It was pretty quiet at the table, forks hitting plates.
"How soon until you have to go to campus Gwen?" she sighed lightly.
"Two weeks from now Grace. Hey, don't look so sad! It's not like I'm dying or disappearing or something," G
The goats that came to dinner by Etta-moon, literature
Literature
The goats that came to dinner
It was once again Switzerland's birthday and Liechtenstein was confused as to what to do. She sat thinking, calls from every other nation coming in and directed to her semi-grumpy brother. She walked outside to feed her brother's precious goats. They liked her, slightly, as she would feed them and play with them.
"Any ideas as to what I could do for my bruder's birthday?" They just sat there bleating as she suddenly got an idea. Quickly and quietly, she rushed the three animals into the shed.
Switzerland sat at the head of the table as various people sat around him. Liechtenstein had manage to make a wonderful dinner with the help from Hung
Willow
She walked around the old car factory slowly, sighing softly to herself. There were cars all over. The well kept and smooth rtunning cars were such wonderful memories to her. Memories with her best friend, with the people she loved dearly. The black oil that poured from various randown cars sickened her, knowing that she could never fix those. They would always plauge her, those memories meant so little to her, so dark. She quickly grabbed a wrench and walked over to a car, not knowing what it truely was until she opened the hood.
"Birch..." The engine was covered in various leaves of silver, wood embedded into the metal. She steppe
Liechtenstein, country and character,
july 12th is for you
America and others seem to be remembered more but you are as important as them
Austrian territory you may have been once but indepenat you are now
oh to Liechtenstein, nation of beauty and culture
Small you may be but forever have you seemed to take neutrality
may you prosper dear country Liechtenstein of the Rhine
And may the fans of Hetalia see you as you truely are
and let's hope Iceland remembered the flowers
All five of them stood outside the door to their parents' bedroom, each holding something different. This had to go perfectly. Gabrielle stood there, looking over everything.
"alright, we're all set. remember, this has to be extra special. It's both Pabbi's birthday AND father's day. So no arguing with him today" she stated as four pairs of eyes landed on the eldest male.
"Why are all looking at me?!" Frida quietly opened the door to see their mother up and walking around but their father was still passed out on the bed. Liechtenstein glanced over and smiled, waving as she pulled out a bag from the closet.
Even though they were all apart, different countries, different time zones, all three still did the same basic thing. It was their duty's as elder sisters.
"Goodnight, sleep tight" Gabrielle smiled to her younger sisters, gathering up their stuffed animals and placing them on the bed next to them.
"No more tears" Gwendolyn whispered to her younger sister Grace, placing the girl's stuffed sheep into her arms and kissing her forehead.
"In the morning I'll be here" Luminita smiled brightly to her brother Alin as she tucked him in, up to his chin snuggly.
"And when we say goodnight," Gabby continued, her hand on the light.
"Dry your eyes" Gw
In the eye of the beholder by Etta-moon, literature
Literature
In the eye of the beholder
"It appears you check out Miss Irwin-Hunt. Please remind her to be more careful next time." The blue haired girl nodded, her usual braid missing as she stood up and walked out of the room following the doctor. They came to a room that held only one clip board in the patient slot.
"Let's see...you're coming for a miss...Jones? You claim to be her closet kin? It reads she has siblings." The girl smiled softly.
"Her closet kin as in the one in the area to pick her up. Everyone left town for a few days. Her brother's big fashion show." That was an utter lie except that her elder male cousin did have a fashion show coming up.
"Right...when she
Oh ye of two legs, bow down, bow down
for the cats have taken over that where you tread
for they clearly have clever minds
for who needs thumbs and less hair
bow down, bow down, ye of two legs
for now the cats have come to play