GermanKitty101

Morning was great. The sun was all bright, perfect enough for a little jog. Well, not for you, that is. 'Man, basketball practice was hard.' You thought, sighing. 'Honestly, those judges are more like a biased type- if it is all like this, I would rather not be in a game.' You kept jogging, before stopping to a nearby house. Arthur. You smirked. Well, isn't this going to be fun. To you, Arthur was pretty rude. He always hits you for doing 'basketball moves' in class, listing you in penalties, and getting you scolded by your homeroom teacher for how many times. Wait, 50! Ha! Well, he was a pain in other words. Anyway, you walked towards his

Student!2p!America X Teacher!Reader Ch.12 Al could hurt Alfred! You quickly grabbed your gun that was meant for criminals. In this case it was completely necessary. You went in to your car and drove. You tried to call Alfred, but he wouldn’t pick up. You thought Al got to him already. Then your phone started ringing. It was Alfred! “Alfred!”You said. “Alfred can’t talk right now.”It was Al talking! You also heard a few muffled sounds.”I got this pork chop here and I’m wondering what did you see in him! I mean you had me!” “Al, where are you?”You said sternly. “Hasty

For a few moments Arthur stared in disbelief, soon he felt his lungs begging for oxygen. "L-let go" (F/n) didn't seem to hear him though. Arthur searched for the nearest thing he could reach which happened to be a vase. He smashed it on (F/n)'s head, (F/n)'s grip loosened for a moment but it was enough for Arthur to set himself free. He didn't reach the door before (F/n) made it disappear. So here they were. In a room where they used to have tea, read, try to put Alfred to sleep. In a room that Arthur now feared he would die in. He tried to keep calm, for some reason (F/n) hadn't moved yet. He tried to relax his shaking body before speaki

Ludwig’s POV “Damn it Ludwig, stop walking so fast!  I’m tired, and if you keep walking fast then I’m going to make you carry me!  This whole idea was your stupid plan anyway!” I turned around to see Romano slowly walking behind me, struggling to keep up with me as I ran.  As much as I wanted Romano to hurry up and stop walking so slow, I didn’t want to have to carry him, so I waited for him to catch up with me.   Once he was standing beside me, I continued walking at the same pace he was.  I could hear him breathing heavily from the running we’d been doing, and I could see our breath puffing up int