and the winner is... SAYSAERI... I have no idea what the prize would be

i dont think i spelled your name right

oh well

so here we go!


[Amy and Gilberta, Time Passengers 1st class, Courtney, Time Traveler]

They fell down into a black whole and Amy felt things whistle past her. She heard laughing and crying and just plain talking but she couldn't see straight. Then, an explosion sounded off below her and she landed with a loud splash.

Gasping for breath, Amy pulled her head above the dark waters and felt the pungent air fill her lung. She coughed but swallowed a mouthful of black water instead. Once she felt she was treading water steadily, she lifted her head up and saw a massive ship swinging back and forth on the white-capped waves.

"HEY! GILBERTA! COURNTEY!" Amy swallowed another mouthful of dirty sea water. "HEY!"

A small boat rowed up beside her. Gilberta grinned sharp teeth from under a large blanket and Courtney pulled Amy up onto the boat.

"T-thanks." Amy's teeth chattered. "So, why are we here in this cold, desolate, dark place anyways?"

"We're in town." Courtney pointed across the spraying sea foam and fog and Amy squinted until she could just barely see windows of candlelight.

"Okay one question answered. Where are we gonna pick up Lee and Eileen?"

"We're not." Courtney rowed them closer to the rotting port.

"Excuse me?" Gilberta butted in. "We are leaving them in the sea?"

"No of course not. Lee is on a merchant ship in China with Isra and her mother and Eileen is with her brother and friends somewhere in Scandinavia, in a different time period of course." Courtney tied up the boat and Amy and Gilberta jumped out cautiously.

"Don't even bother explaining magic to me. I'm already very confused," Gilberta sighed and rubbed her forehead. "So, Courtney, what now?"

"To the market."

They wound their way through the streets filled with pick-pockets, robbers, thieves, and beggars and finally managed to get to the market. The air was filled with yelling, blowing wind, pattering rain, and the smell of sickness. It was nauseating.

Amy cringed when she stepped on something she had no idea what it was. Gilberta fumed when she realized that a group of little boys had stolen her pocket change even when Courtney assured her that she wouldn't need it.

"Hey get back here!" a rough voice yelled. A cloaked figure rushed past, inches away from Amy followed by a tan man with dark hair.

"Hey, Courtney, did you see where she went?!" He stopped and asked.

"No I did not. I'm very sorry Sadiq." Courtney bowed.

"Uh, okay, then." Sadiq awkwardly bowed back and continued on his chase.

"Follow him," Courtney muttered under her breath. Amy and Gilberta shrugged at each other and kept an eye on Sadiq as he ran through the crowds of market-goers. After a while of following him with Courtney effortlessly tailing behind them, he stopped in front of a seaside inn. Grumbling, he walked in.

"Uh, Courtney…? Do we-?" Courtney shoved them inside. They could already here Sadiq angrily shouting from inside. The three of them hid behind a curtain and eavesdropped on the conversation.

"-stole it I tell you!" Sadiq's voice was crisp and clear from the curtains.

"Okay and…?" another voice said.

"She has to pay for it of course!" Sadiq shouted at the other man. "Or I could hand her over to the police of maybe even the slave sh-"

The cloaked figure seated on the floor behind the unrecognizable man started crying uncontrollably.

"Look, you made her cry the poor thing." The man patted her on the head.

'Why is this important?' Amy whispered to Gilberta.

'I don't know. Don't ask me; crap I think we missed something'

"-deal. How about that Alfred?" Sadiq sneered.

"… Fine. And that's Jones to you." Alfred threw a coin at Sadiq, who caught it and walked out the inn.

The rest of the patrons at the inn turned their heads back to themselves and a low chatter started.

"I-I'm s-so sorry for that s-sir…" The girl wearing the cloak almost began to cry again. Alfred leaned back in his chair and brought his drink to his lips.

"'Tis alright I suppose… I help people anyways." He smiled and offered her some bread. "What did you steal to make that man so mad anyways?"

"…" The girl held up a dangling gold chain.

"Haven't caught your name yet, miss. Sit here." He pulled up a chair for her.

"My name is Alice," she said in a thick British accent.

"That's that." Courtney suddenly appeared and there was gust of wind. "Basically, she chats with Jones, runs away, gets sold to slave ship, that ship is captured by Jones…" Amy gasped.

"That was THE Alice?" That girl in the cloak?" The wind swirled and groaned and Amy felt herself being lifted off the inn floor.

"Why the heck do we keep TIME TRAVELING?!" Gilberta yelled.


Happy new year ya'llsssss

that season 5 hetalia trailer made me so happy!


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