Raiden Y/n, the third puppet Raiden Ei created. Just like her brother, the God whom she saw as her "mother", abandoned her. Many years have passed since she was created. How many you ask? Around 400 years. She has wandered all around Teyvat, now, sh...
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???'s POV:
"Yo! Aussie! Check this out!" I showed my brother a picture of a random woman I found on google.
My brother looked at the picture on my phone and raised his eyebrow.
"You're still looking at pictures of beautiful women? Dude, you almost act like a stalker." Aussie chuckled slightly.
I pouted. "Well.. Their beauty is something I can't ignore okay!" I looked away while still pouting.
Me and the others were hanging out in our uncle's cafe. It was pretty much the best place to hang out.
We were just talking when our uncle came to our table and served each of us some pastries. I looked at the pastries, and my mouth went wide open.
"Try the new pastries I made! Made with your favorite fillings!" France smiled warmly at us.
I took my pastry and took a bite. It tastes.. Delicious! It had my favorite filling, chocolate.
My brothers had different fillings, but they seem to like the pastries as well.
"It's delicious France!" I said as I took another bite of my pastry.
France's face lit up, he looked very happy. "Glad you like them! If you want more, don't be shy! Now if you'll excuse me, I'll be taking another order." France gave us one last smile, before turning around and walked away.
I was confused. Did he say another order? I thought me and my brothers were the only ones who come here at this time?
My eyes followed to where France was going. And he was approaching.. A woman?
I tilted my head slightly to get a better look at the woman. But.. Her head was looking down. Her hat also made it hard to see her face.
Huh.. Something about her feels strange.. But I don't know what it is..
Y/n's POV:
"I apologize for taking so long. Now, what would you like to order manquer?" The French flagged face asked as he placed his hand on the paper while holding a pen, waiting for me to answer.
"A pastry with (favorite filling) filling." I said bluntly.
He nodded and wrote it down. "Anything else?" He looked at me with a warm smile, despite my rude behavior.
"No." I crossed my arms over my chest, keeping my head low for no one to see.
"Very well then, please wait for your order to be served." He walked away to prepare my pastry.
As I as waiting, I felt a presence standing in front of me. I look up to see.. The guy who had an American flag on his face.
He looked down at me with a warm smile. "Hey there. I'm the United States of America. But call me America. What's your name?" He raised an eyebrow.
I furrowed my eyebrows. "I'm not telling my name." I said bluntly.
America looked confused. "Huh? Wh-" America couldn't finish his sentence as the French flagged face person walked to us with a plate of pastry.
"Here's your pastry manquer." He placed the plate in front of me, and looked at me and America back and forth.
"Oh, am I intterupting something?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, you didn't. We were.. Just having a very small conversation." America said, before excusing himself and walked away from us, sitting with the other people he came with.
France looked at America, before looking back at me and smiled warmly. "Enjoy your pastry manquer." He gave a slight bow, before walking away.
I took the croissant on the plate and took a bite. Huh.. Surprisingly it was good.
I took another bite as my eyes went to where America was sitting. I saw him looking at his phone while the other three were talking to each other.
I wonder... If he's trustworthy. Or will he betray me.. Like my creator.
