I own nothing.
except this oc of flanders.

Logbook, PVT. Marc (Vlaanderen) Peeters. 1ste linie.

January/15/1917.

Hell, and yet another day longer in this fucking war.

This stupid war is now already go on for four years. FOUR FUCKING YEARS!

and Ido not even know why.

Because I thought Belgium had said that we were neutral.

So why is that German bastard than fighting against us.
I thought he had a quarrel with France.

Not that I blame him for that.

I'll sure bet Wallonia has something to do with that.

She and franc always put their nose in someone else business.

Well they are not the only ones.

I now more people who always have to meddle in others affairs.

Ugh do they never take a break, they are bombarding us for ours now.

VERDOMDE ROTMOFFEN!

Why don't they stop bombarding us so I can get some sleep.

I'm just to tired from all those bombs and gunfire and those fucking gas attacks.

God damn every single war it's the same thing.

Belgium is safe with the other nations far behind the lines.(well except for that Canadian guy.)

My sister Wallonia is with the other staff members safe in some sort of bunker. (also far away.)

And I fucking lucky Flanders I'm stuck on the frontline in this fucking muddy shithole.

Why? Because they thinkI'm a fucking peasant! That's why!

Stupid bitch Wallonia why did she got to be commander again, she's always get to be commander.

Well lucky for us Belgium always get decide in the end.

Or the Belgian army would no longer exist with her in command.

Wallonia would send us all to our dead.

By joining France and one of his so called master plans to defeat Germany.

Or try to make a gap in their defense herself by sending us to our doom.

God damn she even never has seen the frontlines herself.

But she always gets the credit while I and my boys always risk our lives out there on the battlefield.

She does not feel those gas attacks or when somebody gets shot or the shrapnel that flies everywhere.

Why ? Because all these soldiers around me are al just Flemish farmers and their suns.

No she and her Walloons are officers and high ranking personnel always safe from gas and shrapnel.

Never on the frontline except to bark orders at us and almost no one understand them.

because they bark them in French framers don't speak French.

Some of those unlucky rich boys and doctor suns they understand those damn Walloons.

But they are always crying I'm ashamed to call them Flemish.

They do not have the loin heart the rest of us has.

Well they speak Flemish with a horrible French accent but at least they can.

Not like dose damn Walloons they just bark in French and when they finely now that most don't understand, they just say Et pour les flamands, la même chose.

What just means: and for the Flemish the same thing.

Fucking dirty bitches!

when this war is over I'm going to revolt against her and those damn Walloons and declare myself Independent.

So no more listening to that little piece of shit she is.

Free to choose my own leaders and to speak my language freely.

No more forced French no more discrimination for me and my people.

LANG LEVEN DE VLAAMSE LEEUW!

Ha I Will show them all every single one of them.

Wallonia ,Belgium, the Netherlands, France , Germany…

They will never bother me again.

And then I'm going make the strongest bravest army of all of Europe and they will never invade me again HA!

Hell do they really never stop bombing us, they must be running out of ammunition pretty soon at this rate.

Well I must admit I will miss Belgium she's friendly and can speak Flemish without accent.

Hell I have helped her out in war many times.

We have fought against everyone surrounding us at least once.

We fought against France together, I helped her and Spain fight against the Netherlands.

And some other people.

Well only to protect my people and city's like Antwerp , Ghent, Bruges…

Well it's not really fair for her is it?

HELL! Why does she like my sister more she's a backstabbing bitch.

Always side with Franc damn bastard.

I never forgive him or Netherlands for stealing my territory. (zeeuws Flanders and French Flanders.)

And damn Wallonia for always bitching on me.

Hell with Belgium she can go to Wallonia she likes her more than me.

So she doesn't need me at all.

I declare myself independent when all of this is over.

Because I know how it's going to be Wallonia gets a victory parade, and I can clean up the mess.

Hell they probably do not even mention me in the history books.

Well enough of that shit.

Something new.

Every day I see new faces in the trench.

I still remember when we dug it back in 1914.

All those boys I dug this trench with are dead now.

All of them where young men between 18-25 years.

They all had a live, friends, family ,loved ones but it doesn't matter anymore there all dead now.

There replacement ,The fresh meat, is not even grown up mostly kids of only fourteen years old.

They should be home drinking milk helping their mothers or something like that.

Not be here on the frontline war is no game.

DAMN THOSE ARTILERY STRIKES ARE REALY GETTING ON MY NERVES!

Ugh now it's beginning to rain hell it can't get any worse than that.

Must find a dry spot before continue writing.

It has taken an half hour to find a dugout. (that wasn't flooded.)

But I'm dry now.

It sounds like the moffen finely stop bombing us, well the rain is good for something at least.

Hell I wonder what my sister and Belgium are planning now?

I hope its noting to worry about?

Damn I'm too tired now, better get some sleep.

Well call it to an end for today.

Translation.

Dutch.

Vlaanderen – Flanders.

Verdomde rotmoffen – damn krauts, bloody jerrys.

Moffen – krauts, Jerrys.

Lang leven de Vlaamse leeuw – long live the Flemish loin.

French.

Et pour les flamands, la même chose – and for the Flemish the same thing.

This was my first fan fiction so tell me its super bad or not.

This story shows how the Belgian foot soldiers (90% Flemish)felt against their

Commanding officers (90% Walloon) and some of the unfair discriminating things the Walloons did to the Flemish people of Belgium like forced Frenchification at schools work and on public places

Also to become officer you had to be rich and could speak French mostly Walloons back then.

yes I am a Flemish Belgian no I'm not a separatist I have nothing against Walloon Belgians. this was not meant to offend anyone.