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One Step Closer
Romano had seen Spain dance by himself many times, usually at night in the spacious garden underneath the full moon, but as of late Romano had this nagging feeling of wanting to know why. Why dance by yourself? Didn’t the idiot know you needed a partner? Spain had taught him how to dance when he was living with him as a child but he had never really paid attention. He had just let Spain hold him in his arms and spin around the room.
Now, however, something seemed different. It was infuriating and irrational but damn it all, Romano needed to know why he felt the need to dance at all. Romano brushed his hair away from his face before ste
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Iceland x Reader - distance (part 1)
* Reader's POV *
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It's so quiet. Just me alone. No one else. The silence is deafening to me. I have to get used to it. But I don't want to. Minute by minute, more people trail in. It only takes five of them for the whole school to arrive in the large cafeteria. My lunch table is no longer empty. I never said I wanted these people here. They just invite themselves without acknowledging me. I don't do anything about it. It's better than sitting on the floor.
From one extreme to another.
Silence to sound.
Talking. Laughter. Yelling. The voices of my peers blend into one great sound.
Lunch is the same everyday. I sit at the edge of
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Hetalia 7 Minutes in Heaven: Wand- Romania
In your hand you pulled out from the black hat a...wand.
Right then you thought it was Britain and decided to play around with the wooden oak wand.
You turned over and pointed the wand at Britain and said, "Britain, I got you!"
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You dropped the wand when it zapped a light green color lightning came out of nowhere and transformed Britain into a chicken! Everyone watched in horror and delight as Britain was looking at himself in shock and running all over the party. You took your bewildered gaze to the cursed wand that transformed your British friend into a chicken that was racing around the living room as Alfred laughed so hard that he
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