England x Reader Found Pt:7
England x Reader Pt. 7
You sat down at the table next to England, who was reading the paper. He looked up at you and smiled, then continued to read. You rested your head on your arms, listening to the whrrring of the microwave in the kitchen.
“Pancakes again, love?” England asked you.
You nodded. Two weeks had passed since England’s success with breakfast, and you both had barely dented the surplus of pancakes in the fridge. A loud beep sounded, and you went to retrieve your breakfast from the kitchen.
Both of you were silent through breakfast. You washed your plate, and sat back down at the table, staring at your friend.
“What are you reading?” You asked.
“Oh, it seems that Russia jumped out of an airplane without a parachute once again.” He replied.
“Again?” You said quietly.
He nodded, “He’s uninjured this time. Last time, he broke his back.”
“Mm-hm…” You said, havi
England x Reader Found Pt:6
It had been almost a week since you first arrived at England's house, and you had started to become comfortable living in your surroundings. Everything was going quite well, and you enjoyed every day greatly. In fact, aside from a few awkward and uncomfortable encounters with a freshly showered, shirtless England, you were extremely happy and at home.
You awoke from your sleep, stretching, like you usually did every day. You brushed your teeth and hair, and you were about to change out of your pajamas when you smelled smoke.
Your mind shrieked, fire, the house is on fire! You scrambled out of your room, calling out for England. You slid into the kitchen; that's when you saw him.
He appeared to be making…pancakes? Ashy and blackened remains of his previous attempts at making breakfast were heaped in the trashcan next to him. His current attempt, that was the source of the smoke; Luckily, England hadn't heard you callin
England x Reader Found Pt:5
England x Reader Found Pt:5
The taxi pulled up in front of a pretty, two story brick home. You looked up at its large windows and out at its frosty yard. You looked over at England and tilted your head in question. He nodded.
You unbuckled your seatbelt and opened your door as the Englishman did the same. You both gathered your bags, England paid the driver, and you approached the front walk of the house. England hurried ahead of you and stood at the glass front door.
Murmuring as he fumbled with his bags, he tried to retrieve his key out of his coat pocket. Your breath misted the air as you tried to not laugh at his frustrated expression. He finally withdrew his hand from his pocket, key in his fingers; unfortunately, he had failed in his attempt to hold his bags at the same time. You bent down, and tossed his bag on top of yours, carrying them in a pile. He nodded his thanks and opened the front doors, stepping aside to let
England x Reader Found Pt:4
England x Reader: Found Pt. 4
You shifted in your seat next to England. The rest of the week after deciding to stay with the Englishman went by quickly as the final meetings drew to a close. France had actually backed off after you embarrassed him in front of all the other countries, and you hadn't seen him at all for the rest of the week, except for glimpses.
You heard the roar of engines suddenly, and you flinched. England glanced up from his book to look at you.
"Are you alright, ____________?" He asked.
You smiled, "Yeah, I just haven't ridden in a plane before. In my country, we just use boats and cars, although we could just walk everywhere. Our land isn't too big, but I like it that way."
His eyes sparkled with curiosity, "What is it like to live in your country?"
You leaned into your seat at the plane slowly moved forward, and began pi
England x Reader Found Pt:3
England x Reader Found pt. 3
The next day, you awoke wondering if any of the countries at the meeting would be willing to let you stay with them. You didn't know any of them too well, and you weren't sure you were really friends with any of them, so you were worried that you'd have to go home before you wanted.
You sighed as you got out of bed and got ready for the day. You decided to head straight to the kitchens and make yourself an early breakfast while you read a book you found on a chair in your room. You scrambled some eggs, and sat on the floor in the corner of the room with your book. You had gotten a couple pages into your book when a shadow fell on you.
Looking up, you met eyes with a certain green-eyed man. He grinned and crouched down to speak with you on the same level.
"What are you doing on the floor, __________?" England asked.
You closed your book. "Reading. Eating," you said simply.
"On the floor, when there are chairs just over there?"
England x Reader Found Pt:2
England x Reader Found Pt.2
You were bored. Bored, bored, bored… You had been staying at headquarters for about three days now, and you had nothing to do. You explored every niche and crevice of the huge building, fought with America for the last hamburger, and smack France's wandering hands away from you more time then you could count.
With nothing to do, you went in search of entertainment. Wandering down the halls, you came across into the young Sealand. He looked up at you and grinned.
"Hello, ____________!" he chimed, "You look bored."
You nodded and sighed, "Yeah, there's not much to do around here. I'm not really a big or important country, so I can't really go to the meetings either."
Sealand frowned, "They don't even let me near the meetings, because they don't count me as a country; Mr. England doesn't like me at all…"
You ruffled his hair, "I'm sure he likes you! Why wouldn't he?"
"I used to live with him in his house, but I ran away." He looked sad, but cheered up so quickl
England x Reader Found Pt:1
England x Reader
This is my first fanfic. I'm not really into love stories, but I had an idea some people would enjoy.
You didn't know how you came to be here, all you knew was that you had set out from your island country on a boat to travel to another island for supplies. You knew you had been knocked out in the violent storm you came across during your trip, but that didn't explain how you ended up in this small room surrounded by people.
"Onhonhonhon…it looks like she is waking up!" chuckled a tall, long-haired blonde man with a French accent. His expression made you very uncomfortable.
"Ah. Good," commented a man with blonde, slicked back hair and a German accent. "We were wondering when you would. I am Germany, and that girl-man there is France." He nodded at France. "Can you tell us how you washed up here?"
"Hey! I am not a-"
"Shut up France, you're upsetting her!" Cried a British accent from somewhere in the back of the room. A man with blonde hair and humorously large eyebrows