Hi everyone! I've decided to change my name because I figured out that the Hadoken actually siphons the love from the universe and twists it into destructive energy (and the divorce rates go up every time it's used) so yeah '
I shall call myself NekoNya for the time being :3 Yes, I know it's not very good but I couldn't think of anything else, but if anyone has any better ideas please tell me, thanx ^^
As Japan lay curled on the slightly damp forest floor, he felt something nuzzle his hair. When he glanced up he was surprised to find a tiny squirrel chittering curiously. Upon further surveying the area Japan saw that there was a whole manner of forest animals studying him as if to say "who in their right mind would try to sleep on a whole mess of roots?"
"Oh, hello," he greeted groggily, sitting up.
All the animals darted away
"Eh? I'm not scary or anything and I'm not a hunter either, why are you all running away?" inquired Japan in mild confusion, blinking the sleep from his eyes. It was then that a familiar little sparrow that loved to hear singing decided to flitter down to land on his shoulder.
"Oh, I remember you. Found any more people to peck to death?" He asked jokingly, watching the little creature.
The bird gave a satisfied look and what seemed to be a nod, which really disturbed Japan, but before he could give any more thought about it, and once again scare himself out of his wits, he decided to concentrate on other things.
"Do any of you know where I could stay the night?" he questioned
A small, striped kitten came out from the cluster of critters, meowing softly at the prince, before making its way off into the woods. Japan watched it go, debating whether or not he should follow the cat and wondering how much sanity he must have lost for him to believe the creatures could actually understand his request, let alone comply to it adequately.
But before he could make up his mind on the matter, the beyond cute woodland animals proceeded to lead, borderline drag, Japan in the direction the kitten had taken. They walked through the oppressive forest for what seemed like hours, before they finally came to a small cottage.
Cautiously, Japan took a quick peek inside, before pulling rapidly away and proceeding to sneeze violently.
Holding his breath this time, he entered the dismal looking cottage, careful to avoid the shower of dust that seemingly fell from nowhere when he opened the door. Inside, he found a complete and near hopeless mess.
"What a mess," Japan observed to himself, before his eyes alighted on a cleaning instrument, attached to the wall via cobwebs. "Oh, look, a conveniently placed broom. One would think that since it's in such a convenient location, whoever lives here would actually think to use it every now and again." He muttered aloud to no one, before taking the cleaning device in hand.
All of the woodland creatures looked expectantly at the fair prince.
"I suppose you all want me to sing as well?" Japan asked, slight exasperation making it's way into his voice.
They all jumped around enthusiastically, there adorable little eyes watching him with such intensity. How could he refuse?
"Oh well, let's get on with it then," Japan sighed, before starting to sing in his sweet voice.
The cleaning went smoothly more or less, with the animals helping him out a great deal (Japan really didn't care to get into the hygienic issues this presented). He had to pause a couple times, first to scold the squirrels for hiding dust under the rug, and then to stop the deer from washing plates with their tongues.
But Japan was a dedicated and efficient worker, and put himself whole-heartedly into the task. Before he knew it, the dust and other debris was gone, everything straightened up into satisfactory order. Still singing softly to himself, he glanced at the window, starting when he was met with darkness and the twinkling of the first stars. "How did it get so late…?"
The creatures, now finished with their assorted tasks, watched with interest as the little sparrow attempted to attack the sky for distracting the snow-white prince from his singing. Japan smiled in amusement, stifling a yawn.
After a night of running through the woods, terrified out of his mind, followed by a day of serious cleaning, he was exhausted. Deciding he might as well stay the night after all his hard work, Japan ventured up the staircase, careful to avoid the 3rd and 4th steps that appeared as if some small person had been bodily thrown into them.
Within the large solitary room at the top, he found eight little beds. Much to his surprise, each one had a name inscribed across the footboard: Doc, Dopey, Bashful, Happy, Grumpy, Sleepy, and Pervy. The last bed had the word "Sneezy" written upon it like all the others, though that name had been crossed out, a resolute "Hero!" scribbled in sloppily below it.
"What strange names." Japan murmured to himself, offering another sleepy yawn.
Deciding to get a move on, lest he fall asleep there and then, the prince pushed together three of beds, making sure to leave out the one so dubiously named "Pervy". Being of a rather diminutive structure, he easily fit upon the three beds.
They were so comfortable, aside for at first laying on what looked like a white flag on one of the beds, that in fact within minutes Japan was soundly asleep, dreaming of sweet, meaningless nonsense.
England rode to the castle on his royal steed, Charles. Charles was a magnificent pearly white unicorn and the favorite of all the horses that England owned. However, it never ceased to annoy England that everyone kept insisting it was a regular horse and failed to see the horn.
He rode up to the door and had a page go ask for Snow White. He had planned to have him over for a lovely dinner at a restaurant favored by nobles in the area.
"Um, your highness, Prince Japan is not in the castle," the page squeaked, returning to the door.
"But I was supposed to bleeding pick him up, where is he?" England insisted, rather put out that all his plans were amounting to naught.
"Well, he went out to look at the Sakura trees, and never came back," the page explained.
"What!? I know I scared him a little, but running away is just bloody well extreme!"
"I don't think that was the reason," assured the page. "I doubt he intended for this to happen. He's much too polite to stand someone up."
"I see, then I must find him! He could be lost or hurt or…" England trailed off, realization dawning on him. "Hey, wait a minute, you're just a page…how do you know all this?"
Said page brandished a sly grin.
"Maids aren't the only ones who know everything."
"If you know everything then where is Japan?" countered England, watching as the page struggled for a response.
"…"
"Didn't think so," England smirked, turning away and remounting his valiant steed. "Come on Charles! We have a damsel in distress to rescue! Uh, I mean, prince! Oi, that dress makes him look too bloody effeminate."
Striking a sudden heroic pose and nearly falling off his horse, er, "unicorn" in the process, England rode off into the distance in search of his fair prince. Unfortunately, he had left so quickly; he didn't hear the page shout after him.
"Prince England! You're going the wrong way!"
Sorry this was so late, I hate really bad writers block and a ton of homework. I feel really bad for making you all wait even after all the awesome reviews.
If you have maids, beware. They know everything.