The Bloody Sword of Reality Ch 7 (Hetalia FanFic)Arthur could tell that she was terrified. As Amelia began to tear up, she began to whine. "Alfred I am not even close yet. You don't need to cry, it will be alright love". he said ruffling her hair. Amelia opened her eyes and wiped away the tears.
"Can I hug you while you do it? It would take my mind off of the pain". She said breaking into a small grin. Arthur blushed a little but nodded, and proceeded inch closer to her wound. Amelia closed her eyes and wrapped her non injured arm around his back, resting her head on his shoulder.
Then she felt it. A sharp prick was felt on her bicep. Amelia let out a cry of pain as she hugged Arthur tighter. He began stitching the wound up faster, maybe to cause less pain. It helped a little, but she hugged him tighter, signaling that it didn't help much.
"I'm going as fast as I can Alfred. It's alright love you will be fine. Besides, you have me right?" He said smiling. Amelia's heart began to beat faster. S
The Bloody Sword of Reality Ch 6 (Hetalia FanFic)There in the middle of the kitchen were Francis and Madeline. Madeline was sitting at the table with a glass of maple syrup, while Francis had a nice big cup of rum. Both had seemed to be talking, but about what was the question.
"What the bloody hell is going on here?!" Arthur exclaimed, walking over to Francis. As he confiscated his rum, Madeline began to speak. "Sorry Arthur it was my idea to wake up early and help Francis, but we ended up taking a few shots and conversing. Sorry". She said as she looked down at the darkly stained table.
Arthur frowned and walked over to her side of the table, lightly yanking her gravity defying curl. As she felt the unexpected tug, Madeline became red in the face. She began fidgeting uncomfortably as Arthur smirked. "Let that be a lesson. Next time I'll pull harder." He said, not completely aware of how sensitive the curl really is.
"Hey eyebrows! You don't touch her curl or my cowlick! That's going too far
The Bloody Sword of Reality Ch 5 (Hetalia FanFic)Arthur woke up the next morning, startled to find Amelia curled up beside him. As he began to shift, Amelia cracked open her eyes. Her heart began beating faster. She didn't like this feeling. "Ack! Get of me! What are you trying to do?!" She said, falling off of the hammock. She hit the floorboards with a loud thud.
Arthur propped himself up, leaning over the side to look at Amelia laying on the floor. Arthur chuckled quietly "So love, how's the weather down there". Amelia grunted. "Ha ha very funny artie. Nice one" she stated sarcastically.
Arthur got up of his hammock and walked over to his desk. He put on his undershirt, followed by his red tunic. As he continued to adjust his clothes, Amelia got up and walked over to his desk as well. She grabbed her navy blue tunic and pirate hat. Arthur smiled sheepishly. He finished adjusting his tunic and went to sit in his desk chair.
"So Alfred, how long have you been a pirate?" Arthur questioned. "W
The Bloody Sword of Reality Ch 4 (Hetalia FanFic) Everyone stopped. There standing in front of Madeline was Amelia, holding the dagger to Arthur's chest. "You will not kill her, harm her, rape her or sell her. Do we have this clear Iggy?" She said staring at him. Arthur blushed slightly at the random nickname, but tried to hide his face. It was beginning to turn red.
"F-fine. I will do none of those things that you mentioned. Francis, you must resist her as well, along with the entire crew! Punishment will be awaiting those who stray from these newly added rules" he said turning to face Francis.
"Good. Now be a good little Brit and untie us." Amelia said, unsure if she should be bossing around the most notorious pirate. "No one bosses me around!" He said, smacking her across the face. Amelia stood there in shock, but then began to frown. She gritted her teeth "fine. Do whatever you want your highness" she said, letting a low growl escape. "Take them to my cabin" Arthur said firmly.
The Bloody Sword of Reality Ch 3 (Hetalia FanFic) Amelia knew that she couldn't just let her crew handle the pirates. There were too many. She knew she had to something. As Amelia unsheathed her sword, there was a banging against her door. She began to sweat nervously, holding her breath. The door slammed open. It was her head crew member. He was heavily bleeding out of his right arm and leg.
"We have done our b-best" he said stuttering, falling on the cabin floorboards. As Madeline rushed over to aid him, Amelia spoke. "Madeline! I order you to stay here and take care of him. No exceptions! You need to stay safe!" She said, tearing up out of fear. "Alright but don't die on me!" Madeline replied, starting to cry out of fear as well. Amelia nodded, wiping away her tears.
She rushed out the door into battle. She began fighting two pirates, easily stabbing them in the chest, effectively killing them. She blocked another pirate from behind, down swiping, dismembering his left leg. A quick sl
The Bloody Sword of Reality Ch 2 (Hetalia FanFic) As some time passed, the American explorer had come nearer and nearer to the Canadian harbors. Using her Sextant, Amelia could tell that her and her crew were around the colony of Maryland. They had decided to dock at the Maryland harbors, for they needed to re-stock food and supplies for the short journey up to Newfoundland. It became colder, so Amelia traded some fish for some heavier clothing.
She found a hat that looked Russian, for it was big black and fluffy. How did it get over to North America? No one knew, not even the merchant. Amelia was slightly scared, so instead she traded for a navy blue pirate hat with golden stitches along the edges. It also had 20 white fluffy feathers sticking out of the top. This cost her 40 fish and her eagle quill pen, which was considered rare around those parts.
Amelia was slight disappointed that she wouldn't be able to write for a while, but it was the coolest hat she had ever seen! She had to get it! She made the f