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Lost Country Switzerland X Reader Pt:9
“Where are you taking me?” You asked the man, who followed behind you, directing where you had to go, “Who are you? Why do you look just like--
“Shut up!” He snapped at you, cutting you off, “I find the sound of your voice grating!” He thrust his knife at you, “Move!”
You knew that you had to get away from this madman, so when he told you to move, you rushed him, knocking the blade out of his hand. It was only after it was too late that you realized your own stupidity. He was far stronger than you, and he was able to grab a fistful of your hair and retrieve his blade within seconds. He roughly dragged you by your hair as you struggled to get away.
“I would’ve thought that living with my double would have taught you that Switzerland is not one to be messed with, stupid girl.” He growled.
“You’re not Switzerland!” You screamed.
He grinned, pulling you around
Lost Country Switzerland X Reader Pt:8
You and Vash stood outside of the U.N. headquarters, about to take a huge risk. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. Clearing your mind, you readied yourself for what you and Vash were about to do; You were going to figure out who attacked your home.
You looked over at your friend, who stood beside you. You had both agreed the Lichtenstein stay home with Japan, who had kindly agreed to protect her while you were out. You chuckled, ‘out’ was an understatement.
“Vash?” You said, the sound of your voice making the blonde man jump slightly “Is everyone ready?” You were still surprised that so many countries had agreed to help you, so many, in fact, that you knew that no country in North or South America participated in the strike against your country, nor did any of the African countries.
Vash nodded, “I cannot believe that were going to try and trap all of our suspect cou
Leaving Southampton She was in the kitchen when he stumbled in noisily, tripping as he went past the shelves and catching the edge of the table to keep himself from falling.
Pretending not to hear the stream of curses that followed, she kept her eyes fixed on the dishes, letting her hand trail in the soapy water. There was a loud scraping of wood against grimy concrete as he drew a chair and collapsed into it. At this she looked up, and after a moment's hesitation, she said, unnecessarily, "You've been drinking."
He clutched his head and said nothing. He hadn't shaved in weeks and stank of sweat and alcohol; he looked much older than his eighteen years.
They sat in silence for a while. Then he announced, loudly, "Fuck."
She didn't bother to tell him off. She just waited. And jumped when he suddenly brought his fist down, hard, onto the table.
"Our lives here are s
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