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Ayumi Kudou: Mythology is pretty cool. I love NorxViet and I love America but as much as I feel that way for my favorite characters, it's too painful to put Vietnam and America together. I read a fanfic that made me cry so I can't have them together.

Guest: That was my minor goal, to convert people into NorxViet fans. I didn't really expect it but it's nice to know that some people like it~


Viet felt a something softly nudging her face and making her cheek tickle. She slowly opened her golden orbs and saw a blurry close-up of a dark red-feathered bird.

"Good morning Haru," she said sleepily.

"Good morning, little one. You must get ready, we shall be leaving soon," greeted the falcon. Viet sat up slowly and tried to remember what had happened last night. She remembered going with her friends, Monica and Michelle to go out to eat and then she got drunk and then she saw the Nordic representatives but they didn't recognize her. She read her book, not wanting to be a part of the conversation and then there was an argument about being called big brother and then almost everyone else was drunk and then…

Viet blushed when she remembered that Lukas carried her home and put her to bed that night. She then sighed and scolded herself for thinking about that when she had more important things to do.

The Asian woman brushed her hair and tied it back into her regular ponytail. She changed her clothes and gathered her belongings. Lastly she put on her cloak and put the hood over her head. She had already paid for the lodging beforehand (Monica lent her some money) so Viet left without going through the lobby of the inn.

Haru soared over the sky, keeping eye out if there was any trouble heading towards Viet's way and making his presence inconspicuous. She walked to a building where a man with dark skin and a fabric hat that went down his sides and back of his head.

"How is your morning Mr. Egypt?" asked Viet politely. Egypt shook his head and turned around, walking towards the dock. Viet followed the man to a small ship.

One of the men from the crew ran up to them and greeted them. "You are the one we are to take to Turkey?" asked the man.

"I am," replied Viet. The man told her to wait a bit because they were still loading crates onto the ship for trade.

The sun was above the horizon and the heat was starting to rise up from the sand, making the morning slightly unbearable. When the ship was almost ready, Viet was told that she was able to board the ship. Before she could make a few steps, she heard the hissing of a familiar animal behind her.

"Are you leaving without sssaying goodbye?" asked Hydra, wrapped around one Lukas' shoulders.

"I was going to leave a message saying that I left," Viet said. She turned around to face Lukas who was quiet and Hydra, hissing in irritation. "I guess I should have said thank you for taking me back to my room but I felt that it would be complicated since your brother suspects me of something and then there are your friends."

"Despite how understandable that is, you still should have found a way to meet me face to face." Lukas stared at Viet and she stared back.

After a long silence, Viet finally sighed and said, "You demand too much, Lukas."

"It's just a goodbye."

"A goodbye that could cost us our lives." Now they glared at each other with irritation. Suddenly, Lukas jumped, as if to remember something he had to do. He dug into his pocket and took out a small box which he handed to Viet. "What is this?" she asked as she opened the box.

"Something for you to remember me by," replied Lukas, showing no signs of embarrassment. Inside the small rectangular cube was a pair of earrings in the shape of stars or snowflakes (they looked like both. Just to say, I'm not very good at describing clothing or jewelry that well).

"Why?" Viet asked, confused.

Lukas shrugged and answered, "Keep them with you at all times. You don't have to wear them and they might protect you one day." The men on the ship called out to Viet, saying that they were about to leave.

Viet was definitely confused now but said, "Thank you," and left.

An enormous green head floated next to Lukas that only he could see at the moment. The head had sharp ears and eyes that looked like he was going to harm you. "Are you sure you want to do this Lukas?" asked the green head.

"If I wasn't sure, I wouldn't have done it. I'm afraid that something will happen so I felt that I needed to do something. Yes, magical earrings don't seem to be her style but that was the only thing that I could make last night in two hours. Thor, do you have any better ideas that I could make within two hours and still get a good night's rest and not be suspicious?"

The troll gave a heavy sigh for an answer. Lukas walked back to the inn that he was staying at to get some breakfast.

Time skip…

"She left already?!" Michelle asked quite loudly. Monica also seemed disappointed that their friend had left without saying goodbye.

"She probably felt that it was necessary to leave before she could bring trouble," lied Lukas. He was left a message saying that she left to get an early start on traveling and around this time of year, there was traffic in the trade routes plus she was afraid her stay would only make her be followed by the Seraphim.

They were at a small restaurant that had decent furniture and was able to remain in good shape by the careful attention given to it by the owner. Some of the floorboards were creaking and the paintings on the wall were old and faded. Some of the wood rotted here and there and the bartender was dressed in an old fashioned vest and shirt.

Lukas was drinking coffee while Michelle and Monica were sipping their tea. Michelle was pouting but knew there was more of a reason why Viet left early that morning. The Norwegian explained that he just happened to pass by Viet and exchanged farewells, otherwise not much had happened.

The Norwegian soon excused himself for he and his crew were going to leave today as well. Michelle and Monica watched him leave.

"Looks like we're alone again Mona (Monica's nickname Michelle gave her)."

"It seems like de ja vu (how do you spell that?) all over again."


Omake

Me: Yep, I'm going to end the story here and probably do a time skip from what just ended this chapter.

China: What will you be doing today aru?

Me: I'm going to be impatient because there has been no blogs recently from Himaruya-sensei nor has there been any news about a new Hetaween comic this year.

China: Last year's Halloween contest was fun. Vietnam also won with her robot costume.

Me: And it was from that victory did I come across a NorxViet comic a year ago. That didn't convert me nor did I like it at first but a few months ago, I came across the comic again only to get more into it.

China: Aiya! Are you saying that you are going to make them date aru?

Me: You didn't know that? That was why I wrote this fanfiction in the first place, well, kind of.

Taiwan: Teacher, just let Admin take care of this stuff. I'm quite interested in this as well. Would you like some Tapioca Milk Tea animefan106?

Me: Boba! *grabs drink* Cảm ơn Taiwan! Oh, Boba is another name for Tapioca Milk Tea which originated in Taiwan. It contains these small, chewy tapioca pearls or balls that you can eat while drinking the milk tea part which is kind of like a slushie but with milk and can come in different flavors, my favorites being taro and coffee.