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I present: The Dream of Akinosuke-Vietnam and America

Ships: Ameviet

Male Vietnam-Chinh

IT was China's idea for a family picnic and Vietnam had to admit that it wasn't to bad. India was happy, Japan and Taiwan were smiling, South Korea and Hong Kong were discussing a pranks that most likely involved fireworks, China was happy his family was together, and Vietnam just didn't know what came over him but he felt so overwhelmingly tired.

He sat under a nice cherry tree and planned to just close his eyes for a second but he began to dream a fantastic dream. And what a dream it was...

...

When he woke up, his family was gone.

'Well that was rude to just leave me here.' He thought. "What was that?" He wondered aloud.

Loud trumpets and drums gradually grew louder and louder until he could see a parade. No. not a parade. It was a royal procession and he hadn't seen one of those in a long time.

A messenger, but he couldn't be a simple messenger. He held up a watch that had a minute hand that was still but the hour hand spun like a broken clock behore it pointed to him. He was dressed in a magnificent blue military uniform with spades on his collar with shoulder length blond hair and a curl and violet eyes that looked familiar came up to him and said, "The King of Spades wishes to see you."

'Where did I see that face before?' Chinh followed the royal procession on a horse that was provided.

When the reached the beautiful castle, Chinh was led into a spacious and grand throne room with a very intimidating King upon the throne and a small, kind looking Queen sitting next to him. The royal advisor stood next to the Queen. For some reason, his face was blurry.

"Congratulations young man." The King's deep voice gave him a sense of deja vu. "You are going to be the next King Of Spades when I die. When that happens, you may marry my daughter." The King looked to his left and Chinh followed his gaze and saw a very lovely woman that he knew from somewhere but he couldn't place her.

When the King and Queen of Spades died within a fortnight, Chinh married the Princess of Spades and they became the new King and Queen. But there was something wrong. Whenever someone said her name, he heard static and when he said it he immediately forgot her name. But no matter. He loved his Queen and he loved the sons she gave him. The Kingdom was a paradise on Earth. The crops were plentiful and there was no crime at all.

Chinh was happy here in Spades and was enjoying some spare time in his wife's rose gardens when the Ace ran to him with terrible news.

"The Queen is coughing blood! The Jack fetched the royal doctor but-" Chinh did not waste any time getting to his Queen. His dear wife, his light, his love, his! Would she die?

He threw open the doors to her chambers when the doctor looked at him with an empty expression.

No.

Nonononononono!

NO!

"She can't be..." he collapsed to his knees at the side of the bed. Through tears eyes he tried to memorize her. Her silver diadem was on the nightstand and not in her golden hair was laying like a halo around her pale face and dark red lips. Her lips still had her shiny blood on them. Her cheeks pale and not their rosie pink. Her breast would not rise because she could not breathe. Her delicate hands were folded across her chest and she looked peaceful in the Spadian Blue dress that she wore.

Chinh reached out a shaky hand and touched her cheek, then her hand, then her neck to feel any warmth, a pulse.

Nothing.

His wife was dead.

"Sire." The Ace and the Jack stood loyally by awaiting orders.

Chinh stood up, wiped the tears away, and turned to face his companions. "We must prepare a proper funeral for the Queen of Spades. Anything less would be disgraceful to her memory."

"Yes sire."

"Yes my King."

The funeral procession took place on a gloomy Sunday. The peasants cried for their beloved Queen, the neighboring Kings and Queens respectively attended as was customary. When it was done, and the Queen placed in her tomb, Chinh stayed behind to say goodbye one last time.

"I...I..." he choaked back a sob. 'I love you! I miss you! Please come back to me!'

She was still as cold as ice.

He pulled back the veil and gave his dead wife one last kiss.

Even her warm kisses have frozen.

He turned to go comfort his sons but his dead wife's dead father and mother blocked the exit of her tomb. How was it possible? If they were here, then could his wife?

"You need to return." The previous Queen said.

"No. My sons!"

"Will be taken care of. You need to return." The deceased King said.

"How?"

...

Vietnam woke with a start.

"Hey chill out. We are ready to eat, come over and get your food before South and Hong Kong decide to do something to it." India said.

"I just had the strangest dream."

"Well, please share."

As he recounted his dream, India realized what happened.

"While you were asleep, a butterfly flew out of your mouth and was caught by an ant and taken under the cherry tree. Just before you woke, the butterfly flew away. It might have been your soul."

India and Vietnam looked under the tree to see a large colony of ants and there was something in the center of the colony. Vietnam reached for it and pulled up a clay box with a coffin inside. Inside the clay coffin was an ant queen.

Next: The Fox Sister-South Korea

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