Five Deadly Thorns(Hetalia Fan fic)

Chapter 3

uggg i'm terrible at titles so this one isn't going to have one or a few after this for the time being

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Colleen Pov

I woke up smiling because today is a new day. Felicity was still snoring next to me. I crawled over her and stared into her sleeping face. I poked the side of her face over and over again until she half way opened her eyes.

“Go away Annoying one I is sleepy”, she smacked me across the face.

“ITS MORNING FELICITY WE HAVE TO GET UP”, I screamed. I started to tickle her. My bestest friend shrieked.

“Colleen go away” she put her pillow over her head.

“But I want to watch the sun rise” I whined. I got off of her and went to the foot of the bed. I grabbed her feet and dragged her onto the floor.

“Fine I’m up what time is it” she rubbed her eyes.

“It’s about noon Australian time”, I bounced to the balcony doors.

“Which means it’s only”, she looked at the clock on the wall. “One in the morning..Colleen you idiot we’ve only been asleep for an hour”.

“Actually I’ve stayed up watching you sleep”, Felicity started to crawl back under the covers but I dragged her out again. “Did you know that you laugh in your sleep?”

“No I was not aware”, she glared at me. I think I made her mad for whatever reason. She went back to bed and I decided to go explore the kitchens.

****2 hours later***

“Felicity”, I whined shaking her awake.

“What now” she mumbled.

“Can I have a glass of water?”

“No”, she smacked me with the pillow.

“But I’m thirsty”, I grabbed my throat for dramatic effect.

“Go get it yourself”, she sat up and glared.

“I tried but it was dark and I think I grabbed something that was not water” I slurred my letters together.

“Are you drunk”, she gasped.

“Maayybbeee” the room was spinning around me.

She sighed and took me by the hand. I leaned against her as we went into the kitchen on the first floor. Felicity forced me down on a stool. She took a blender and started throwing random foods and liquids into it. It mixed together made an icky green color. She poured me a glass and I stared into it unsure whether she was trying to poison me or not.

“Will this make the room stop spinning”, I watched it bubble.

“I have no clue”, she shrugged. “The servants usually make something like this for England when he comes home from drinking with America”. She poured another glass for herself. “I’ll drink it with you as much as I feel like I’m going to regret it”.

“Okay on the count of three” we lifted our cups. “One…two…three”.

We both chugged it down. The minute it hit my tongue I started to gag. I threw down my cup. It shattered into a million pieces. It tasted like rotten apple, eggplant, England’s scorns and mud all together. I started jumping up and down rubbing my tongue.

“OH MY GAWD THAT’S DISGUSTING”, Felicity screamed. She went into the refrigerator and started drinking out of a milk carton.

“I’m GOING TO DIE”, I cried.