Kay, here goes...
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In a kingdom far far (far~) away, there lived a beautiful prince. "Belarus!! What's taking you so long?! I've got.to.go!" From outside the bathroom door, Lithuania was knocking desperately on the door with one hand, while his other hand was holding on tightly to his...(just guess). He gave three more knocks, and then the knockings stopped. Belarus guessed he had released his pee outside the bathroom door. The prove was instantenous. In seconds, something almost yellowish was flowing into the bathroom through the small gap under the door. She cringed, but eventually ignored it completely. Another day began.
"231...232...234..." She counted, and when she felt her hair had alas received the appropriate treatment for the day, she got up and opened the bathroom door. Lithuania was standing outside, embarassed. "Uh..." He tried to look away as best as he could, while his hands were trying very hard to cover the wet stain on his pants. Eventually, he simply couldn't escape Belarus' stare.
"Nice." She a heaved a long sigh. "Prepare my horse, servant, I'm going to find my princess today." She ordered, stepping over the yellow stain and carefully not getting any on her white nightgown.
"Uh, yes...you said that yesterday, and the day before, and the day before that and--" "The horse, servant." She was getting impatient of his behaviour. Unfortunately, he was all she had close to a maid. No one wanted to come an inch close to her ever since she brought home a dragon's head for dinner. She had to admit it, no, she will admit it. Lithuania can be the most annoying maid she'd met for a long time.
"Y-yes, r-right away."He stammered and ran quickly to the stables. Belarus watched him run. When he was finally out of sight, she returned to her room and looked out the window. The weather was perfect. The sun was high up, and noon was just around the corner. She looked down to see the market square outside the castle's ground. It was busy as usual. The Kingdom of No Tomorrow was, unmistakenly, the biggest trading center in the world at the moment. Therefore, it was no surprise to find every corner of the beautiful kingdom to be crowded with people. The colour on the square was just so eye-stunning and vary that when Belarus looked back at the dark walls in her room, she thought maybe it was time to re-paint again. But then, black is pretty awesome too, she concluded. When she turned back to the outside world, something caught her attention.
Something in the distant...a black smoke. It was so far back behind the forest that seconds after she saw it, it disappeared immediately. But she knew what she saw. An intuition began to grow inside her. And she knew right then...her princess will be there. She quickly put on her usual black dress and fixed the bow on her head. When she got to the stables, her horse was ready. She got on the saddles, and rode out quickly towards the forests, dodging children and carts and fat sheeps along the way.
In a Kingdom of No Tomorrow, the people watched their prince hurry along the busy streets. No one cared to see what she was after. In fact, they simply returned to their usual chores after that.
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Snow White simply enjoyed being around the dwarves. They were always noisy and loud, and angry and so full of colour. He watched Eyebrows getting molested over and over by Beardy (France). Then there was Happy (Italy), constantly trying to offer him pasta of many flavour. Before this, he never knew that pasta could actually be eaten with sunflower seeds. His dream had seemingly came true when Happy said, "Sunflower seeds? If it doesn't kill you, go on." Grumpy (Germany), however, was the quiet one; always trying to run away from Happy. Japan (yeah, he hated the whole nickname game), was even more quieter. If he was not digging, he'd be cooking. And as Hero (you know who) had stated earlier, Japan's cooking was always the best in the cave. (he also promptly added, "But burgers are the best in the world."
So Snow White had burgers and tea and sausages, and sushi, and (lotsa) pasta and not to forget, vodka~ (god knows where he found them). He was happy. Then again, he was never angry to begin with. He was just hoping they were not so worried that he might not be coming home that day. Still, at the moment, he also did not want to ponder on that fact, He simply wanted to sleep and dream well.
In his dream, images of evil stirred. It did not make him restless. In fact, he had never had a better dream.
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