Me:…
France: *glares*
Me: *sweat drop* Wha?
France: You are procrastinating on the lemon.
Me:…maybe…
France: *still glaring*
Me: I thought it would be nice if the readers looked at an earlier version of this story when the beginning was still in the works.
France: A likely story-
Me: I own the plot~!
France: I wasn't finished yet!
"Amer-!" I screamed.
A gloved hand quickly covered my mouth and put my arms around my back.
"Stay quiet fraulein." The voice ordered.
"Germany! Are we taking the pretty lady?" Italy asked coming into view.
"Dummkampf!" Germany hissed " Be quiet!"
There was a knock on my door.
"Podsolnechnik~ Are you okay?" Russia's childlike voice asked.
Germany mouthed for me to say 'yes' as he uncovered my mouth. Italy was busy hiding and shaking.
"Nyet!" I said.
Russia broke down the door in seconds, pipe in hand. His dark aura appeared, seeing the two axis powers.
"Why are you touching moi podsolnechnik?" He tilted his head.
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"Sorry about that." I tried to smile.
The allies had the two axis powers tied to chairs.
"Don't apologize to the enemy!" Britain scolded.
" Si capitan!" I saluted.
He rolled his eyes.
America saluted me " At ease beautiful!"
" Why are you here, aru?" China asked.
Germany remained silent.
"We were going to kidnap the pretty lady!" Italy smiled.
"Italy!" Germany yelled.
"I'm getting married!" I asked excitedly.
"Really? To who?" America smiled.
"Me, oui~" France winked.
"Shut up you git!" Britain yelled.
Russia lifted me bridal style and smiled " Moi podsolnechnik~"
I giggled "Marry us Captain Britain!"
" How the bloody hell do you get marriage out of kidnap?" Britain yelled.
" Kidnap the bride, duh." I said waving the arm that wasn't around Russia's neck.
Britain face palmed " Bloody hell…."