MEIN GOTT! I'M ACTUALLY UPDATING ON THE RIGHT DAY! WHAT'S GOING ON!?
Eighth of December: Shopping
England was grinning from ear to ear as he wandered around the 'market'. It was in the middle of one of his forests, and consisted of wooden structures sculpted and placed around the thick trees and covered with handmade fabrics.
The market was full of traders, giving out food, necessities and luxuries in exchange for crops or produce. England thought it was beautiful.
"Well, having fun, Britische Inseln?" a voice whispered from behind the blond, and England turned around to face a teenager of the same physical age as him, 14.
"Prussia? What're you doing here?" England asked the albino, pulling him away from the market and into the shadow of the trees. The young Brit could hardly see the knight in this location, and the ground underneath his leather boots was wet and slippery.
"I came to see you, duh! That and I heard you had this new market thing going on, I wanted to take a sneak peak." Prussia grinned, not like England could see it though.
A cold breeze wafted through the trees, and the two involuntarily huddled together, but jumped back as soon as they had realised what they'd done.
"L-Listen, I have to go. Vati will be wondering where I am." Prussia said, and nation-hopped, vanishing as abruptly as he had come.
England blinked, then turned and ran back to the market, with one thought on his mind.
'Why did he call me Britische Inseln?'
Moo, longer chapter.
Britische Inseln means British Isles. Basically Prussia killed the other countries in the British Isles, making England the personification of the British Isles. He then went to see England one more time before England found he'd killed his brothers. When they got closer together Prussia spooked and ran off. England then went back to the market.
Also, what did this have to do with shopping? Oh yeah, the market.
