=Note= Sorry for the long wait on the update. I haven't been inspired lately and was in a horrible writer's block. But now, here I am! I'm still kind of in a writer's block now but I will soon get over it with so good ole written!
This chapter is about South Korea and his city. Sorry if he seems and little OOC. I'm not used to writing his character. I hope it isn't too bad.
Review afterwards? Tell me how you feel!
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Chicktalia!
Chapter 11: Everything Originated from Korea!
"Check it out, da-ze!" a very chirpy Korean exclaimed, popping up in front of everyone in the meeting room. England sighed, resting his chin in the palm of his hand, lazily looking over to America who so happened to be sitting next to him.
"What's up with the kid?" he mumbled to the other.
"I have no idea," America said. "Hey! Ask China! Isn't that his kid?"
"AIYAH!" China exclaimed. "I'm not claiming that delinquent! Besides, if I say a word, he'll-"
"Oh Aniki~" someone said darkly behind the Chinese nation. China screwed his eyes shut, shivering as he felt an all too familiar presence behind him. England chuckled behind his hand in amusement while America simply burst into loud laughter.
Before China could react, quick hands placed themselves on his chest, groping tightly.
"Aniki's breasts originated from Korea!" Korea shouted loudly.
"Gahhhh! Let go of me, aru!" China protested, squirming. Korea let go and ran over to England, pointing his finger at the other's face.
"Those eyebrows originated in Korea!" he shouted again.
"What-"England began but something hit him on the head. A small piece of paper. He slowly reached down and opened it.
Don't you dare
England blinked looking over to see a female sitting there. She had long dark hair in a high pony-tail that stopped at her waist. She had fairly pale skin that was tanned lightly, light grey eyes and was wearing the same as Korea except it was more…feminine and revealing.
She was currently glaring at England with a teacup pressed to her lips. She smiled slightly and continued to sip her tea innocently.
Oh no. England didn't want to get on her bad side. True enough that she's very kind when she wants to be, but when it came to her boyfriend; her nation; she was very protective of him. Her protectiveness could somewhat rival Switzerland's!
England shifted in his seat as he watched Korea claim everything as his. He pressed his lips, feeling slightly uncomfortable under the Korean city's gaze. Will she bloody stop looking at him...
*A FEW HOURS LATER!*
The meeting wen by fairly slow and England was ready to leave. Seoul was beginning to hum in a very creepy way and he was beginning to get….freaked out. After a while, the meeting was over and everyone filed out, lively chatting with their cities or with one another. It was crowded which made it impossible for England to just slide out without being detected by Seoul. Besides, he needed to meet his wife, right?
England casually tried to walk out, but a sugar-sweet voice purred his name.
"Oh Ennnglannnd~" the voice singed, giving the British nation the shivers.
"Oh bloody hell," he mumbled. Seoul appeared behind him, smiling sweetly at him.
"Um, hello Seoul," he said nervously. "I take it that you and Korea are doing fine?"
"Just perfect," she said with a sly grin. "How about you?"
"I-I'm f-fine," England stuttered. "Um, look at the time! I'll see you around, buy!"
"Not so fast!" Seoul said snatching his collar. England cried on the inside, wishing that he never began to say something negative about Korea. His girlfriend was the total opposite of him! She so violent at times!
"Did you know horror films originated from Korea?" she cooed.
England shivered again. "N-No" he said, shutting his eyes.
"And also slaughter movies," she cooed. "Do you want to be the victim in one?"
"No!" England blurted out. Seoul smiled, releasing him.
"Good!" she chirped. "Because if you insult Korea again, I'll cut off your baby maker and sell it in black market, okay! Oh Korea, da-za!"
She skipped off innocently, accepting her daily groping from her nation with a giggle. England let out a sigh, his heart thumping.
For now on he'll just say that everything originates from Korea even though it's not true. He values his reproductive organs and his pride.
=Note= Hm…. I'm sorry if it was less Korea and Seoul in this. I promise I'll write a whole chapter surrounding their relationship. I just like writing the cities interacting with other countries as well. If you are confused, Seoul is considered broader-line crazy (not as crazy as Belarus!) She is, in fact, crazy in love with Korea and will harm those who tries to hurt him; physically and verbally.
Anyways, thanks for reading and if it was bad….my bad. I'm so sorry. I'm not really on my A-game. But please feel free to review anyways!