Hooo boy I made a mistake (aka i started reading snakeskins which is... time consuming)
But! After a night out to see GREEN DAY (yaaay fav band and shit) Ican give you this piece of crap.
I have more written in my journal (more hey teach and a started rewrite of the goblet ceremony thingy if that is of any relevance to you!) but havent gotten to work on it since about friday. I'm finally in the right place where I have my phone and a pre planned day with therapy and the like but the internet inside is so bad that i have to go outside to be able to do more than whatsapp.
anyways, on with the story:
In which I write a very OOC Lithuania. Sorry.
But he's like, desperate, OK?
Poland was pretty sure that the last time he had visited Lithuania he didn't have to cross two oceans.
He was also sure that the last time he saw him the other nation wasn't 75% horse.
"Li-Liet?" Poland asked carefully, "Like, what happened to you?"
"Is 'it's England's fault' enough of an explanation?"
"Like, no? Like, you need to tell me everything that like, happened."
"Yes, I suppose I was expecting you to say that..."
"Like, you know me so well!"
"I guess I do. OK, so, remember the world conference three weeks ago in London? I couldn't fly back because all airports in Lithuania were closed because of storms so I stayed at England's house for the night. I went to sleep in the guest bedroom and when I woke up... I was a centaur."
"Just like that."
"Yes, well, apparently England was doing some magic in his basement and it went wrong."
"And like, why are you in this ugly forest?" Poland asked, looking disdainfully at the moss covered trees that grew so thick they blocked out the sunlight.
"Well, England took me to his brother's house who laughed at him and refused to help and then he told me to stay here until he finds a solution because all remaining centaurs in the UK live here."
"Is there like, anything I can do to help?"
"Get Romania and Norway."
"Except for that. I was thinking more along the lines of like, designing you some nice clothes. I made some for pony but he like, won't wear them."
"What?" Asked the nation who was now a centaur "Why not?"
"I dunno. He like, refuses to hold still whenever I try to make him wear pants..."
"No, I meant why won't you get Romania and Norway!"
"They're scary!"
"Poland, I will go on 5 shopping trips with you if you do this for me."
"Ten"
"Six"
"Seven and I can put some outfits together for you and get rid of some things in your closet." The blonde said, crossing his arms.
"...deal."