Yes it took me forever but hey I have now updated and the next one will be after Eurovision is over or the finalists revealed so I can get all of the outfits for each individuals. Again I own nothing but my version of Romania and the plot.
It wasn't because her family didn't love her, but during the Cold War only Bulgaria was able to bring her comfort, even when her own family was with her.
"Sirs the drugs she's on to stop the pain will cause her to be drowsy so she will probably pass out in the next few minutes," the anaesthesiologist pointed out, from her position at the doorway.
"Umm, this weekend is the Eurovision Song Contest so can we take her to the hotel after she wakes up or is that not allowed?" Finland's quiet little voice rang through the silence of the room.
"We would rather that she be in a house and not a hotel. More for easy monitoring than anything else,"
"No problem. I can put up her and two people of her choice," Azerbaijan raised his hand, he wasn't always the most helpful of people but whenever a big event was held at his place, he would have Russia in his house while dressed as an American bunny girl.
"Awesome Fin and Norgie will come with me," a soft thump resounded as she hit her pillow due to the drugs kicking in.
"All righty then we'll take Romy to Az's place and wait for you all in this year's getup," Fin seemed to have an authoritarian feel to his voice but really it was because behind him Sweden was glaring at anyone who looked like they were planning to object.
Darkness surrounded her thin body. It grabbed at her skirt and ripped her skirt at the bottom, causing her to run as fast as her legs could carry her. A dull light guided her out of the darkness but the quicker she ran to it, the more she began to regret it. It was only when she burst out of the dark tunnel and into the destroyed city that guilt ran through her bones.
"You are the one responsible for all this destruction!" a haunting voice screeched at her from a mutilated body on the floor.
"No it was you who brought this destruction to our homeland, I only sought freedom," she yelled at the dying body of the man she wished would stop haunting her every move. However a sharp pain was felt in her chest causing her to look down. Her white blouse was being stained with a bright red liquid that sprung forth from a hole in her chest. She fell to her knees in pain and witnessed her blood pour out of the wound. Her former king laughing brokenly at her pain, and what he had caused to fall upon the country he claimed to love.
Her breath caught in her throat as she awoke in an unfamiliar room. Fin ran into the room looking worriedly at her scared expression and embraced her tightly.
"Where am I Fin?"
"We're at Az's place now after you get changed the party will start and the yearly celebration of Europe's reunion," he left her room to allow to get changed in this year's Romanian singer's outfit.