How To Be Awesome, Chapter TwelveCanada spent the rest of the morning sitting in his room. His heart pounded as he repeatedly relived what he had seen in Prussia’s basement. Could it be? Did The Awesome Prussia really feel as broken and lonely as Canada did? Canada wanted to say that it didn’t make any sense, but it made perfect sense to him. Replaying Prussia’s tearful complaints in his mind once more, Canada felt as though those words might have been his own.
“You know, Kuma-gelatinous, I feel lonely and forgotten too.”
The white bear looked up briefly from the book he was reading, and then looked back down.
“And other nations also treat me like I don’t exist.”
The white bear nodded, not taking his eyes off the page.
“And my own brother doesn’t respect me either.”
Canada leaned back, only to find more discarded hamburger wrappers and a handgun tossed on his floor. Scowling, Canada opened his bedroom door and kicked
How To Be Awesome, Chapter ElevenNot needing to pay attention to where he was going, Canada let his feet take him to Prussia’s house. He knocked on the door. He hummed to himself as he waited for someone to answer. After a few seconds, the door swung open. Germany was standing in the doorway. He blinked, possibly to acknowledge Canada’s presence.
“Hello, Germany,” Canada said. “Is Pru -”
“Yes,” Germany said, stepping aside to let Canada in. “He’s in the basement.”
Without another word, Canada made his way over to the basement door. As he journeyed down the stairs, he heard Prussia’s voice. It was odd though - it didn’t sound like Prussia’s tone at all. The raspy sweetness was there, but the voice came out quiet and sorrowful. Canada wondered what was going on. He heard the flow and lull of conversation, and he wondered who Prussia’s guest might be.
How To Be Awesome, Chapter TenWhen morning arrived in earnest, Canada opened his eyes feeling calm and lucid. He hadn’t returned to his dream from earlier, but he felt as though there were some sort of resolution as he slept. When he opened the front door, ready to greet the day, he was not surprised nor disappointed to see that Prussia was not there waiting for him.
“That’s okay,” Canada told himself. “Prussia’s taught me well. I can be awesome on my own.”
He strode down the street, nodding and smiling at other nations as he passed them. Each and every nation returned a friendly greeting. When Canada arrived at the fruit shop, he saw that no one else was there. Rather than feeling relieved, the way his old self did, he was somewhat disappointed that no one was there. Canada examined a few granny smith apples, wishing for someone to come by so he could be awesome with them. It was no fun being awesome alone. When C
How To Be Awesome, Chapter NineThat night, Canada dreamt of walking forever in a lonely grey forest. From time to time, he caught fleeting glimpses of lights flickering somewhere in the distance, but they would always fade to darkness before he could chase them. After what felt like a thousand false starts, Canada fell to his knees and let the cold earth begin to consume him. He disappeared, as if vanishing into quicksand. When he was up to his shoulders, a comet blazed over head. Shocked, Canada leapt to his feet, leaving the hungry earth beneath him. He ran like lightning after the comet, which seemed to slow down as though it were asking him to pursue it. As Canada burst out of the woods, the comet morphed into a little yellow bird.
“Excuse me,” said a familiar voice. Canada opened his eyes. He startled. Kuma... Kuma... Kuma-junction was standing over him.
“What is it?” Canada mumbled.
“I need your help, Canadoodly-doo,
How To Be Awesome, Chapter EightBack in the shelter of the basement, Canada began to feel stronger. He and Prussia rearranged the room’s sparse furnishings to resemble a sort of restaurant setting. Then they made their way to the edge of the staircase and pretended they were entering for the first time. As they walked toward Prussia’s coffee table, Canada figured he should say something. He couldn’t think of a word to say, though. The awkwardness of practicing with Prussia was gone, but it was still hard for him to imagine his dear friend as a stand-in for anyone else. Sensing that Canada was struggling, Prussia started the conversation for him.
“So, Canada,” he said in a lilting falsetto. “What’s your favourite thing to do on the weekend?”
“Um... I guess I like... Wait.” Canada stopped in his tracks.
“Can you please talk in your normal voice?”
“Okayyyy,” Prussia said
How To Be Awesome, Chapter SevenDay Two of awesomeness training began bright and early. Canada had been awakened before dawn because Kuma-journalism was making a racket. The white bear had tried to make himself a snack in the wee hours of the morning, and had caused all the pots and pans to fall out of the cabinet and across the kitchen floor. Not only did Canada wake up much sooner than he’d wanted to, but the first task of the day for him was to tidy up. He didn’t bother to reprimand his pet, because he knew his words would go unheard. Besides, it was hard enough to remember the name of that Kuma... Kuma... Kuma-jazzy.
After a frustrating morning involving a shortage of toothpaste, a shower drain clogged with white fur, and an ill-placed leather bomber jacket with a “50” on the back, Canada stumbled out the front door. He was surprised to see that Prussia was outside his house, waiting for him.
“Prussia?” Canada asked. “How long wer
How To Be Awesome, Chapter SixSoon, the two were back in the relative security of the basement. Canada observed Prussia once more, although, by now, everything seemed to have gone back to normal. Before Canada could figure out if there was something he should say, Prussia took the lead.
“Time for more training,” he said. “Pretend I’m Taiwan.”
Prussia crossed to the far side of the basement and struck a pose. He shifted his weight onto one leg and rested his hand on his hip. Tossing his hair, he turned to face Canada. Canada clapped his hands over his face in embarrassment.
“Yoo-hoo!” Prussia called through pouty lips.
“Taiwan doesn’t act like that.”
Prussia dropped his pose.
“Well, what did you want me to do?”
“Just be normal.”
“Okay,” said Prussia. “I’ll try to take it down to normal levels of awesome.”
Canada smiled as he watched Prussia be awesome for
How To Be Awesome, Chapter FiveThe two nations rocketed up the stairs and soon found themselves in the kitchen. The lovely scent of coffee filled the air. It was accompanied by the happy sounds of friendly conversation and coffee bubbling as it brewed. With a shy smile, Canada nodded politely toward the three nations who were seated around the kitchen table. Austria returned the gesture, but as soon as he took note of Prussia’s presence, he scoffed and excused himself from the room. Once Austria was gone, Prussia folded his arms and smiled smugly.
“Is he okay?” asked Canada, gesturing toward the door through which Austria had just exited.
“Yes, he’s fine,” said a voice from behind the sports section of a newspaper. “He’s just being a baby.” Peeking up from behind the newspaper was a head of brown hair, decorated with a flower. The third nation at the table, Germany, gestured for Canada to take Austria’s old se
How To Be Awesome, Chapter FourGermany’s house was warm, inviting, and spotlessly clean. Prussia led Canada past several lovely-looking rooms and stopped in front of an unusually heavy door. Normally, such a door would be used for an external side door or an exit to a garage. It was strange to see a door like this inside a house.
“Here we are,” said Prussia. “My awesome home.”
With a sweeping gesture, Prussia pulled the door open, revealing a set of cement stairs that led down into blackness. He plodded down the steps, waggling his fingers at Canada to signal him to follow. Canada paused at the top of the stairs. He wondered if Prussia was serious. Soon, a light flickered on from somewhere downstairs, reminding Canada that Prussia was waiting for him. He hurried down the stairs and soon found himself in a large and dark expanse of space.
“Just give me a minute,” said Prussia. Prussia traipsed around the room, tuggin
Halloween Special (Bruce BannerxReader)
You opened the package containing your new Halloween costume and grinned when it was the right one. Last time you ordered a Halloween costume you wanted a Dracula costume but got a massive banana instead. Needless to say Tony enjoyed taking the piss out of you for the rest of that party. You put the revealing costume on and put on a silk black robe over it so Bruce wouldnt have a heartattack yet. Smirking you walked out of your room at Stark Towers and went down to the lab where Bruce was working alone. Making sure Tony wasnt in the tower you went into the lab causing Bruce to look up.
"If you're here to tell me to get some rest I'll be coming up in 10 minutes" Bruce said not paying any attention to the robe.
"Thats not why I'm here Bruce. Ya know that Halloween party Ironass is throwing?" You replied going over to your boyfriend who nodded.
"What about it?" He said eyeing you cautiously.
"I finally figured out my costume. Wanna see?" You grinned. Bruce narrowed his eyes at you and nod
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By the time Halloween had rolled around Hook was slowly adjusting to civilian life in Storybrooke. But he refused to wear civilian clothing. He liked his leather clothes and would glare at anything you tried to get him to wear. But tonight everyone was gathering in the town square for a Halloween party and you'd be damned if you didnt get Hook to dress up. You entered your apartment and had a box under your arm and a grin on your face.
"Killian?" You yelled closing the door to your house with your foot.
"What?!" Hook yelled back from upstairs.
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"I am not dressing up for some stupid party (Y/n) I've told you 9 times!" Hook replied walking down the stairs wearing only his black pants, black boots, his hook and a towel around his neck. You resisted the urge to stare at his chest and looked at the box instead.
"You will get your ass in that cos
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Past, Present, Neverland (Dr WhaleXReader) P1
Gritting your teeth you thrashed in Peter Pan's grip as he dragged you towards a portal he had created. He stopped before it and pulled you till you were face to face with him.
"Stay off my Island Pirate. Or I will kill you" Peter growled lowly before he pushed you into the portal. As soon as you hit the cold hard ground of whichever realm you were in, you felt dizzy. Pushing yourself to sit up you looked around and saw the area was extremely dull. Almost colorless. You stood up shakily and looked around the new realm confused and alarmed as you're brother was still on Neverland with Peter fucking Pan. Leaning against the nearest tree you saw a dusty road and glanced left and right. Shrugging 'why the hell not?' you began walking up the road hoping to get to a village. The last thing you expected was to almost get run over by a horse and carriage.
"Oi! What the bloody hell do ya think your doin mate?!" You demanded of the man holding the reigns while putting your hand o
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Dr Whale walked up the stairs of his apartment block looking forward to a relaxing evening after a long day of work at the hospital. He stopped in front of his door and pulled out his keys to open it only to find it open. Figuring you were over he opened the door and walked into his spacious apartment. Dr Whale shrugged off his coat and hung it up by the door before he took off his suit jacket. He paused when he didn't hear any sign that you were there and looked around the dark room.
"(Y/n)?" He called reaching to turn on the light. When he got nothing in reply and saw the living room was empty he eyed the bedroom cautiously. Meanwhile you were hiding behind the couch aiming to scare the poor Scientist/Doctor by dressing up as the Bride of Frankenstein since it was the day before Halloween. Dr Whale walked cautiously to the bedroom and turned on the lights before going in. You heard him mutter something to himself before he went back into the living room. You waited till he sat on the
Past, Present, Neverland (Dr WhaleXReader) P4
You stirred with a groan when you felt someone poke you sharply in the side with a stick and grabbed the nearest thing to you to cuddle with. Emma looked at you weirdly as you snuggled up to her arm and looked at Mary Margaret who shrugged.
"Get up" Mulan ordered poking you again.
"No! Go away Victor m'sleepin" You mumbled back nuzzling against Emma's arm barely conscious. Mulan poked you again more forcefully causing you to groan and sit up. You looked around until your gaze landed on Mulan and Aurora.
"Who are you and why are you poking me with a damn stick?!" You demanded reaching for your sword only to find it missing.
"Looking for this?" Aurora asked holding up your sword. You growled and stood up with Emma and Mary Margaret.
"Give it to me now" You said holding your hand out. After much arguing on your part Mulan tied you, Emma and Mary Margaret's hands together and to the back of her horse. They led you to a small village where the survivors of the curse had set up cam