Hetalia rp for me und Bluejay14

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    "You at least interested in some one?"


    [move]~Aille~[/move]


    "Yeah, hell, I punched him. And Anna slapped him. With her left hand too!" :D


    It does make since... After all America is a God damned Asshole.


    "Hey, Al, do you know he's America. Like, he's the COUNTRY of America?"

    I sighed, sitting down. "I'm never going to be in a relationship, Ollie. That's what I'm trying to say. I can't, because it won't last long." I wanted so badly to tell him the full truth. I wanted to get the report from my purse and shove it in his face so that piece of paper could tell him what my own lips refused to. My head hung limply forward against my shaking hands. My chest tightened and I bit my tongue softly. I stood up abruptly and acted as if I were in a hurry, coming up with an excuse. "I need to go to the doctor's for an appointment. See ya...." With that, I rushed out, unwittingly forgetting my purse. I needed to go somewhere far away before I actually broke down. That mask of play I've been wearing has slipped up more and more lately, revealing the raw emotions beneath. I eventually found a quiet place, a nice grassy field. There were wild flowers and a nice big tree that provided shade. I sat beneath it and let myself fall apart shamelessly.
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    Al~~
    "I'll explain over dinner," I said.

    [move]~Flavio~[/move]


    I had waken up not long after Oliver and Anna started the cupcakes. So, I heard the whole conversation. My sweet Anna didn't love Canada. Or anyone. She saw Ollie as a father. As for me... She probably felt the same. Just my luck. I fall in love with a human that loves me like her dad. And something was severely wrong with her, but she won't say. I felt like shaking her until she told me.
    Seeing that she left her purse behind, I stepped out if the shadows. I had made Annabeth that purse for her fifteenth birthday. It was right before the twins changed their names, so on the inside, it read Meadhbh Dearbhail, not Annabeth Bella. If her doctor's number was in there, I could call him and find out what was wrong. What I found was even better. Or should I say worse. ^-^ "Oliver?! Come see this! It's important!"


    [move]~Aille~[/move]


    I sighed and smiled. "Is this blackmail I hear?"

    The note read;
    The patient Annabeth Bella O'Moore's medical problems,

    Black lung
    Acute Asthma
    Heart Palpitations
    Cumulative heart disease


    Can no longer be controlled. Her heart has become unable to work properly. There is no possible way to avoid what it will cause. There is no telling how long the patient will last, but longer than a month is improbable at this point in time.



    Al~


    "Maybe~" I said, smirking a bit.

    Hearing this, I smirked. Blackmail, huh? Two can play at that game. "As much as I love your deals; this one as something missing."


    [move]~Nik~[/move]


    How hard is it to find one stinking redhead?!

    Sighing, I continued to look around. She has to be here some where.


    [move]~Aille~[/move]


    "A purple vase with sunflowers on it. If you promise to find and buy me one by tomorrow evening, I'll go with you."

    I shook Allen's hand. "Deal. You know, Al, you could have just ordered me to go with you."


    [move]~Nik~[/move]


    There was a field to my right as I walked. Looking over at the only tree there, I saw a patch of red. Annabeth!

    I coughed slightly, my eyes drifting open. I sniffed, sitting up as I felt more tears cascade down my face.




    Al~
    "Fuck! Why didn't I think of that?"

    I hurried over. :( "Annabeth! What happened?! Did the 2Ps harm you?!"


    [move]~Aille~[/move]


    "Because I have brain that is used for more than killing bad peole."

    I jumped, then shook my head. "No! No. Flavio and Ollie have been wonderful to me...it's just...I got some bad news today." I slapped a hand over my mouth.



    Al~
    "True," I replied.

    I remembered how I met Al. He was doing the very thing I had just accused him of; killing evil. And by doing so, he saved not only me, but Annabeth too. Not that he knew about her at the time.
    Thinking back on it, his face when he saw me was pretty funny. I was the last thing he expected.


    Giving Allen a hug, I ran to get my purse. When I finally found it in the kitchen, there was a bawl of bloody pasta and a sunflower by it. God damnit, Luciano! Not just bloody pasta, but flowers too?! Annoyed, I quickly wrote a note and set it in the pasta.


    Grabing my purse -I really need to burn this- I headed back to Al. "Ready to go?"


    [move]~Nik~[/move]


    Bad news? "How is almost being proposed to bad news?"

    I nodded. "You've still got that purse?" I asked with a chuckle.




    Annabeth~


    I shook my head slowly. "It's not that," I whispered. "If I tell you, will you swear to keep it between us?" I questioned, my eyes focusing on those cold, piercing cerulean eyes that seemed to melt and freeze my heart at the same time.

    With out realising it, I lost myself in Annabeth's beautiful, green eyes. They were soft and kind, but had an edge that said, "I've seen to much for my age." I could stare into them for hours.


    Remembering her question, I nodded. "Я абяцаю."


    [move]~Aille~[/move]


    "Yes, I still have this purse. As much as I want to burn it, it was a gift, and I can't."

    I grinned. "That's good," I said. That tough girl I know has a soft side that I really wish I saw more often. She kept every present I gave to her. Sure, she did the same for everyone else, but it still means a lot. Ever since I started taking care of her, I've been falling for her as she grew. I don't care if I'd have to fight Luciano for her. She is my love. "So, where do you want to go?" I finally asked.



    Anna~
    I looked away. "I'm as good as dead right now," I said, my voice heavy, yet wavering. "I'm going to be gone by the end of the month. When I went to doctor, he said that there wasn't any more that could be done. My heart can give out at any moment, and my lungs are getting hard to control." My chest trembled as I held my emotions in, my expression becoming a grimace. "So, from now on, I'm going to finally live. I'm going to sing, dress in all the clothes I've been dying to try on, and... Who am I kidding? I'm just going to work more until I literally drop dead." I stood, leaning against the tree as if it the only thing that was keeping my frail, bony body from sinking back to the ground. For all I was concerned, it was. I stared up through the leaves of the tree into the blue sky, cursing it for being so unreachable.