A War That Shouldn't Have Started Chapter 7 by ufd, literature
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A War That Shouldn't Have Started Chapter 7
"I am sorry to say this, but your language is too offensive," John Adams said disapprovingly, looking through Thomas Jefferson's drafted petition. At the moment, John Adams, the New England brothers and Thomas Jefferson were in Thomas' house in the living room.
Thomas looked at Canada and America. Canada bit his bottom lip as America claimed, "he's got a point."
"America, how are you supposed to tell his majesty that you don't like his laws without rebelling or disrespecting him? You're contradicting the king and you're hoping he will not be offended. Why can't you just abide and pay the darn taxes? We can work with the trade and the... mar
Family of Pirates: Alfred F. Jones by ufd, literature
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Family of Pirates: Alfred F. Jones
Alfred looked out toward the deep Atlantic Ocean. The ocean breeze blew against his hair and face. His face showed that of sadness. He kept waiting for his brother to return home from his job. He understood why he had to leave, but it still made Alfred very sad. He could only sigh as he heard someone approach him from behind.
“He will come soon. He always does,” Alfred heard his best friend Honda Kiku or just Kiku. Wang Yo Wong had found him during one of Arthur's raids. Him and Alfred became close friends.
“I know, but... I still miss Arthur,” Alfred said sadly as Kiku sat down and wrapped an arm around Alfred. He l
Family of Pirates: Arthur Kirkland by ufd, literature
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Family of Pirates: Arthur Kirkland
Arthur Kirkland
He was the captain of one of the most dangerous group of pirates that roamed the Mediterranean. Of course, he sailed in many different areas, but the Mediterranean Sea was where he was most known. That was also where he and his crew were sailing at the moment, almost close to Africa. He tried not staying near the European countries too long. After all, he was a pirate and being caught would mean his life. He couldn't even go back to his original home.
But, that didn't matter. Any family Arthur had never liked him anyways. He was better off without one. The only family he had was his crew and the sea. He felt happy and free,
Family of Pirates: Matthew Williams by ufd, literature
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Family of Pirates: Matthew Williams
Matthew Williams
Previously Matthew Jones, until his adoption by the Williams family. He was grateful for their generosity and love. It had been extremely hard for him to live on without his twin brother, Alfred. Alfred was everything to Matthew and once the only family he had still living. He waited in the Children's Home for Alfred to return, but Captain Bonnefoy sadly gave the sad News that Alfred was taken by pirates. There was little chance he survived, if not joined in.
Matthew made it his mission to find his brother. Even after being adopted, he would find Alfred and bring him back home. He joined the British Navy in hopes of finding
There was another world, another universe, that contained magic. Though, only the few born with magic in their blood could hold such magic. Each person born with magic were split into different elements of magic: water, earth, fire, air, dark and light. They were called elementals. From birth, every person born with magic was tested and separated into different states where they would be raised and taught how to use their magic. This was to prevent chaos.
A thousand years ago, too many adults not trained in the arts withheld their magic. A person born and untrained would start as teenagers, who would accidentally set bushes on fire or turn w
I Miss You England's Poem to his Mother Brittannia by Lolitagirl671, literature
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I Miss You England's Poem to his Mother Brittannia
Okay this is kind of a prelude to England's story about his mother, the Great Brittannian Empire and her days as a Roman Province. Arthur decides one day to write a poem in her honor, not knowing that a special someone is listening. I don't own Hetalia or its characters. Please enjoy!
I miss you…
I miss the way you used to sing me to sleep…
Your voice as radiant as the dawn…
With similar emerald-green eyes that held such love and affection…
I miss you…
When you would say you loved me…
In a way which only a mother could…
Oh how your warm voice made me feel safe…
I miss you…
Though I don
A Germans Guide to Romance by inkstaineddove, literature
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A Germans Guide to Romance
Germany sighed and leaned back in his chair. He was wondering why he bothered talking about this at all with Austria and Prussia. Ever since he had stopped speaking, the two of them had been giving him very amused looks.
Roderich rose up, the expression on his face clearly showed that he was holding back laughter. "I can't believe how dense you are. Gilbert must finally be rubbing off on you." He began putting his coat on. The Austrian couldn't hold back a snort from escaping. "If you honestly don't know what Italy means by all this still, there is no hope for you. I'll be heading home now." With a flip of his hand, the be speckled nation le
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Inside a local bar in New York City was filled with a mix of drunkards and men and women drinking happily. All the while, a certain Englishman was weeping, holding an almost empty glass of Budweiser. He was sitting on one of the stools at the bar table. He couldn't even remember the name of the place and frankly couldn't care right now.
“S-Sir, are you okay?” The bartender asked nervously.
“It's not sir and I want another glass! I don't think I can take anymore of this today,” the Englishman, England, cried, his eyes red from all the weeping.
“S-Sorry, um... isn't