(art by my pumpkin crowsong on YouTube, Tumblr, and Wattpad {Rainbowstar772} )
America pov
Walking out her room and shutting her door I walk off to my art room, a place the states aren't allowed to be in yet I know Alaska has snuck in here from time to time because she often leaves a vodka bottle behind.
Looks like she snuck in again, although what she made is unclear. Seems she made something and then destroyed the excess so I wouldn't know what she made, why must she be so secretive with me?
I would say I'm her father so She can trust me with her secrets, but I'm not, she always makes that clear. I sometimes wonder if she just sees me as a temporary replacement for Russia, constantly waiting for something that'll never happen, like him coming to get her. He gave her away, and knowing how he is and from what I heard, he never cared about her.
I went to continue my project but I saw she had either finished it from what she thought was happening or that she used it for what she made. I groaned and went to restart the project as I went to plotting.
I'm hoping he'll eat all the bakery amount of baked goods I'll give him, if he takes them- I didn't even think of that! I'm just going to be a stranger! Maybe I can just say I've been giving out my baked goods because I had a stress-baking session and that I also have a gluten allergy, that should work! I'll just be like that one friend who does nothing but give their friends baked goods, if I do that enough I can convince him to come have a picnic in the woods, just gotta make sure his EpiPen is gone and then give him some white bread (apparently from what Google says, that has the most gluten)! Then I watch him die knowing another problem is out of the way.
I walk out of my art room and go into my room to let out the laugh I was holding in.
I've become homicidal shit and I'm perfectly aware of that, but I don't mind. What I do mind is that I'll still have a few problems in the way. But I'll worry about them after I get rid of Tuvalu.
I sigh and catch my breath, and think of a way to fake having a gluten allergy, to make it more believable! This might take longer than the others, but I'll get it done.
AN: does gluten free bread even taste like bread?
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Fanfiction(Cover made by my pumpkin crowsong on YouTube and Tumblr) (I post every Saturday when possible, if I forget there's multi chapter posts) America a college student has been bullied by Russia since 6th grade because he had children by then. After high...
