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Dinner had ended on a quiet note after the conversation with Russia. And you'd been packing for the last few hours, it was seven AM and the flight left at eight. Your hair was pulled into a lazy bun and you were sporting sweats that were quite baggy on your frame.Anna walks into your room in her uniform and angles her hair to your bags. "May I get those?" You nod and make your way to the bathroom to brush your teeth. After you're sufficiently cleaned up you take the elevator down. Ready for an hour long ride in a car. Right. Next. To. Belarus. ~~~~Timeskip because I'm kinda lame~~~~~~~ It was hours on that goddamn stuffy plane. Well it only

You sat in english class, doodling all over your journal because you could care less what your teacher was talking about. After you fill up an entire page with your drawings so you flip the page. Thinking of what to draw next, you get an idea: how many ways did you know how to say 'I love you'. You started a list with the ones you knew. I love you Te amo Ti amo Je t'aime You tap your pencil on the desk trying to think of any more ways to say it. The bell rings and you jump up and quickly gather your stuff and start to head down to lunch. On your way there you see your friend Tino and stop him. “Tino! You speak Finnish, right?” H

Chapter 1: Introducing You Ludwig could win a fight against a grown man twice his size (which was hard to find), he could push his car, lift his own weight, scare 10 men at once and shoot a target a mile away; but he did not know how to wake up his own daughter. "SCHOOL (Name) GET UP" "mumble mumble" (Name) rolled over with her head under a cushion "Up now or I'll phone the school so they can pick you up" (Name) snorted in her pillow. "(Name)" Ludwig tried to use his 'dad' voice. He sighted, as if giving up and walked off. (Name) smiled into her pillow and snuggled up closer. It was so cold outside, she couldn't be bothered- Something

~Fem!Teacher!France x Fem!Teacher!Reader~ |Not Now| ･Continuation|Part 2･ "Remember to reader chapter 5 of the book! Have a great weekend! I'll see you all on Tuesday!" The last period of the day had finished and all the teens had left in a hurry, the loud noise of talking filling the atmosphere. The English teacher sighed, walking over to her desk and sitting in her chair. She decided to stay after hours to finish grading tests, knowing that if she did them at home, she wouldn't get them done do to Françoise. She gripped her pencil, tapping it against the wooden desk. She flipped through a student's test. She furrowe

~Fem!France x Fem!Reader~ .::Not Now::. (Name) sat at her desk, grading her students tests. She was freshly out of college with a masters degree in English. It was her first year as a 11th grade English teacher and so far, it has been nothing but delightful. She quickly made friends with a few teachers and not to mention her best friend, Felicia, was the art teacher. Her students loved her and she loved them back. Though the only thing that bothered her is when the Social Studies teacher, Mr. Jones, would always try to get a date with her. She always made excuses, such as; "I'm busy that night." "I just want to focus on my job." "I can't