Kill me.
Kill me now for writing this CRAP... This is NOT what I should be uploading as my first story ;-;
Once upon a time in the magical kingdom of Hetalialand, there lived three fairies named Arthur, Gilbert, and Mathias. They all hated each other, but they were all epic failures as both fairies and brothers so they were forced to stick together. And today, the three- nicknamed the Fail Trio- were walking through the forest, bickering as usual.
"Eyebrows, you know I'm way more awesome than you," Gilbert boasted.
"Shut it, insufferable git," snapped Arthur, who was British and therefore very self-conscious of his rather massive eyebrows.
"I'm pretty sure I'm more awesome than the both of you," said Mathias.
"Oh, puh-leez," sneered Gilbert, who was albino and therefore awesome.
Suddenly, the three happened upon a pixie named Francis, who was dressed in rose petals because he was very French.
"Don't go, don't go, don't go!" the pixie said in a manly voice, because French pixies are obviously manly. "The evil bear, Ivan, lies ahead!"
"Psh, whatever," scoffed Gilbert.
"Shut up, frog," growled Arthur.
"Quiet, Frenchie," added Mathias.
And with that, the Fail Trio continued on their way. That is, until they came across a crate labeled TOMATOES. Gilbert lifted the lid, and out popped Feli the tomato fairy.
"Ve, don't go that way! Don't go, gon't go, don't go," he cries. "The evil bear, Ivan, lies ahead! Ve, don't go! He's scary!"
"Kesese, I'm not scared of a bear," bragged Gilbert.
"I don't take advice from boys dresses as tomatoes," Arthur sighed, his larger-than-average eyebrows coming together to form a superbrow.
"Eh," Mathias yawned. "Not scared of some dumb bear."
The three continued their walk when suddenly they were stopped by a small boy with large eyebrows.
"Don't go," he shouted. "Don't go, don't go! The evil bear, Ivan, lies ahead!"
"Peter?" asked Arthur, eying his little brother. "Again with this nonsense about Ivan th-"
"RAAAWR, I smell delicious fairies, da?"
"It's him, it's him, it's him," Peter whimpered. His eyebrows came together and formed a mini-superbrow.
"Run, run, run!" yelled Mathias. And run they did.
