Ok... so I know this story isn't all that good, but I will continue it anyways~!
*Pulls off glasses like a boss movie star* Are you ready, for another chapter? Yes/No
Yeah... again, sorry for just, quitting on the rest of my fanfics and starting this one. I'm done talking now ._. *flies away*
"I wish for once we could just take a break lord Ivan." Eduard was having trouble getting Ivan's attention, seeing as the man was in battle mode.
"I haven't had a good adventure in a while, I must seek one, and now seems like a good time." All was silent as they awaited the bandits to come closer.
A man a little shorter than the average size teen, ran right passed Eduard, knocking out the sword he had in his grip. "PLEASE, LORD IVAN, CAN WE JUST LEAVE?" Ivan turned to the shivering man and scoffed at him in annoyance.
Ivan was to busy lecturing Eduard about his insecurities to notice the bandits that were now surrounding them. "AHHHHHHH! BANDITS!" Eduard climbed back on his horse and tried to escape as far away possible from being rampaged.
A bandit with a gold mask, brown hat with a feather coming out of it, and dressed completely in black, pointed his sword to Ivan, not letting the Russian react fast enough and him, losing his balance a bit pointing his sword to said person. "EMPTY YOUR POCKETS BASTARDO!" the bandit had an Italian accent, and had a aura that read he wasn't putting up with shit.
"What? Who do you think you are?" Ivan was about to lunge at the yelling Italian, until a man a bit smaller than all the rest jumped over his head. "I SAID EMPTY YOUR POCKETS DAMMIT."
Ivan knew there was no time to lose, so he looked away from the distractions the other bandits were trying to display for him, putting his sharp and straight sword to the annoyed Italian. "Gah!" Ivan cut the bandit a bit off guard, making him tumble backwards a little.
A bandit who's eyes looked slightly Asian, jumped over Ivan again, trying to reach his katana at the Russian's head. Eduard came running back with his horse as a bandit with red eyes chased after him back to his gang. The red eyed man grabbed his whip from his side, and whipped it towards Eduard, making a loud snapping noise as the Estonian was knocked down to the ground. "Kesesese, that was fun."
Ivan was a very strong man, but not to where he could fight back five to six people at once. All the bandits that surrounded Ivan, lunged their swords at him, but missed as he rolled back onto another thimble tree. The Russian was given a chance to catch his breath, but it was taken aback when another Italian who was chanting "Ve's" threw daggers near his head, missing completely.
Ivan ran past the four men that were surrounding him, jumping to a black rock, only to lock eyes with the red eyed bandit, loosing concentration.
He fled, hitting swords with bandits who got in his way. Ivan let out a cheer to himself as the four bandits that were surrounding him, lost aim on so said Russian.
Ivan's happiness faltered when another Asian, who had a brown pony tail, came and sprinted over him, taking his sword. The two Italian guys knocked down Ivan and a guy with baby blue eyes threw a whimpering Eduard next to him. Seven men surrounded the two men, making it an uneven fight, even though to begin with it was. Ivan did the only thing he could thing of and knocked down all seven men with his seemingly long leg.
The cheeriest Italian's mask was put on loose, and so was his armor, all falling off to reveal his true identity. The boy was between the ages eighteen and nineteen, with hazel brown eyes and nice silk down hair, skin a nice caramel, and the cloth made him look like a peasant citizen, only more lovely and beautiful.
"Ve! Doitsu, I'm so sorry I didn't mean for him to find out!"
The man with baby blue eyes, took off his mask, showing a very stoic German. The man's hay blonde hair was put back and he wore some sort of navy blue over coat. He looked like a knight taking off his mask, until he opened his eyes to look directly at the crying Italian and start yelling at him for his carelessness.
"You are forgiven for now, help the crew put together the supplies."
"Yes Doitsu." The Italian walked over to where all of Eduard's and Ivan's supplies were gathered. The five others in there group did the same and took off their masks. Two teenagers were Asian, one with a wok and who wore red silk, and another man who looked bored out of his mind. The smallest Asian, who looked supposedly bored, wore a fancy military uniform that was completely black and looked a little like a girl when he turned around.
The noisiest out of the group was the red eyed man, who was extremely pale, and had a enthusiastic aura around the German.
The oldest out of the group, was munching on a tomato, and looked to be around his twenties. He wore khaki overalls and had light brown skin, with ash brown hair and eyes.
"What are your names?"
"Kesese~ we are known as the seven Dummkopfs!"
"Ja, and lets keep it at that, even though there's six Dummkopfs to be exact..."
"What was that amigo?"
"N-nothing Antonio."
Each were going threw the luggage until Ivan spoke up. "Hey kids, what do you think you're doing?" Ivan soon regretted saying those words as all seven of them dropped what they were doing and looked at the two.
"Now you've done it."
"Don't you dare touch me you children!" The grumpy Italian mumbled something under his breath while tying the two men with rope, making the Spaniard man come and comfort him.
The seven men had skillfully, took off the two men's undergarments and other layers of clothing, leaving the two men almost completely nude.
Both German brothers tied up Eduard and Ivan to a tall tree, hanging them upside down to where all their blood rushed to their head.
"IS SOMEONE OUT THERE? PLEASE HELP US?" it was disserted when the bandits left, leaving Ivan and Eduard out in the winter cold.
"There is no one out here Eduard. Hey, we don't speak of this, Da?" Ivan moved his body a little from being attached to Eduard, hitting Eduard hard on the chest when the ropes brought Ivan back to his spot.
Eduard barely could breath when Ivan's hard chest nearly knocked the breath out of him. "O-ok."
Alfred was sent off by the queen to go somewhere else other then the ball room, so he went off to the kitchen, where the cooks and maids gathered. All the people Alfred got along with most was there to greet him and tell him Happy Birthday.
Elizabeta stood in front of Alfred, and held a carrot cupcake in front of him. "Happy Birthday Sun Flower!" the Hungarian held out her arms to hug Alfred. He let go of the Hungarian and looked at her skeptically. "I told you not to call me by my name, just call me Alfred, and thank you for remembering my birthday."
Elizabeta sighed and rubbed her hands up and down Alfred's arms. "Of coarse I remembered, and Sun Flower is a beautiful name that you received from your parents, why don't you like it, king Sun Flower?" Elizabeta nudged her shoulder over to Alfred's side, winking at him knowingly.
"It-it brings to many bad memories and... It's a stupid girly name."
"SUN FLOWER, SO HELP ME IF YOU CALL YOUR NAME STUPID AGAIN, I SWEAR ON YOUR FATHER'S BIG FAT EYEBROWS THAT... Just. stop, being disrespectful to the name your father and mother gave you." Elizabeta lowered the grip on her frying pan, looking to Alfred and giving a stern look.
"I'm sorry... And why would you call me king? You know this palace belongs to... Natalia."
"Oh heavens no child! You know damn well that she's illegally on the thrown, and that witch has everyone thinking she belongs there. Sad thing is she's also making everyone believe you like to keep your self locked up and do nothing, you shouldn't be believing the crap she says dear." Alfred smiled at the slightly kind words that spewed out of his friend's mouth.
Elizabeta smiled back and walked over nearby to the kitchen's fireplace. She picked up a threaded bag that was laying next to the fire place, and took out the item inside the bag. Alfred gaped when he saw the item Elizabeta took out. "My father's sword." Elizabeta shook her head and corrected Alfred, "Your father gave you this sword, so it's your sword, I also might've done a few things... like polish it and make it fabulous~"
"Thanks bro."
Elizabeta smiled and hugged Alfred gently, shooing away the sword so she wouldn't get cut from it. "Your welcome dear."
Alfred picked up the sword and held it tight in one hand, as he picked up the cupcake with his other hand and started to eat it. "I cant wait until you get that bitc- queen, off that thrown, its rightfully your kingdom you know." Alfred shook his head in understanding and giggled softly as Elizabeta used her frying pan as an example of a sword.
"Since you have your sword, why don't you go and do some adventuring out of these castle walls, stretch those sexy legs you got." Alfred blushed and smacked Elizabeta's shoulder playfully, earning a fit of laughter from the cook. "But the queen said no one was aloud-"Alfred's words were cut loose when Elizabeta shook her head and glared at the floor for no apparent reason. "Alfred, the queen says a lot of things, but there will be a day when I can tell the queen to kiss my ass with out her throwing a dagger, damaging my precious skillet."
Alfred laughed gleefully and obliged to explore a little of the outside, grabbing a black coat and a basket to hold his items.
"Have a fun trip Sun Flower!" Alfred turned around and glared at Elizabeta when he was called by his name, making the girl giggle more from the upset boy.
"I'll be back before the sun sets." Alfred waved good bye, and then he was off on his way.
The end~ for this chapter anyways
did you notice? Elizabeta almost swore XO she's my new favorite character to write about X3 *evil laughter and thunder comes from the back ground*
I have a feeling that I'll actually get to finish this story~! Yay!
Oh... And what do you guys think of The Seven Dummkopfs? Is it a better title name than The Seven Dwarfs? huehue~
I'll also try not to refer to the movie to much too... welp, I have nothing else to say, than, I hope I'll get to come up with the next chapter soon. Too-da-loo~