(Still +18. Just warn because I don't want problems with other parents. But meh... It's their problem, not mine.)
Part 2 of my other Countryhumans X reader book.
I really enjoyed writing the first book.
But... I don't have a lot of time, the wiki fa...
I was in the corridor, taking a small morning walk, when I saw the human my 'son' asked us to look after.
It's not really my problem, so I passed by her, until I noticed something was wrong.
I tried to call her, but nothing, she had not reacted to my voice. How odd.
I turn back. I start to follow her, calling her, trying every name I had to call her when I faked to be the other 'burger eater' country.
Was zum Teufel ist los?
She's crossing the corridor like a ghost.
I see Reichtangle coming out of a room. I ordered him to stop her, but she just pass through him, like a ghost.
I see the opened window at the end of the corridor. She seems to go that way. Oh FUCK- She is going there!
I run to her, and tried to catch her. But it was too late.
I woke up with a start, sweating. Was war das? (=What was that?)
Without wasting time, I get up and rush to her room. Just to make sure she is not dead.
I stop in front of her door, making sure no one will see me and that no one else will be inside.
I discretely open the door and come into the room she was sleeping in.
I approach the bed. Seems like she's breathing. Okay, she is alive.
'I can go now.' I thank first.
Then I noticed something. She seems unwell.
I approach her a bit closely to make sure she is not seek.
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What am I supposed to do?
It's a nightmare, I guess. But Ich bin not her nanny, or whatever this is called for young adults.
I walk to the door, ready to open it. But when I heard her sniffing, I could not leave like this...
Great. Am I going to feel guilty for that kind of things, now?
She's not even part of my people. I shouldn't care for that.
I sigh. Being a fake America made me want to be with others more than I should...
I go to her bed, sit next to her, and put a hand on her head, trying to comfort her. (just a little bit, I'm not her mama.)
She tried to open her eyes but I clearly close them. "Just sleep and don't make any noise next time. That's annoying." I don't want to have to deal with her, or my son because he's jealous when someone comes near her.
I'm glad he does not know about each time I went outside with her, to see the stars. I just like having a peaceful and calm moment. But living with him is just so annoying. I am patient, but I do not want to have to deal with an over-reacting kid like this.
She seems a bit more calm.
Good.
I approach my head of her ear. I need to make sure that she won't fuck it up.
"Don't you dare to do something as stupid as jumping off a window. If I catch you trying something so stupid, Third won't be your worst nightmare anymore, trust me on this. Don't break the little bit of peace I want to have." I wait a bit and add. "If you want to go, I won't keep you here. Just make sure I'm not looking."
I realized I don't especially hate her. But I would hate to see my son being hysterical one more time. He's too noisy and chatty during these moments, it irritates me a lot.
