||Countryhumans One-shot but it's rewritten||

Small talk with an old... acquaintance

Characters :
🇪🇸Spain |he/him (cis male/gay)
🇲🇦Morocco|he/him (cis male/aromantic asexual)

Ship :
🇪🇦x🇬🇧 (mentioned/implied)

Tw : boat crash, mention of blood, near death experience, panic attack (well near panick attack some sort-), wounds and mentions of past colonialism as well as war

Request by an_eloquent_vibe

➪the weather is completely inaccurate and doesn't make any sense. It's only for the plot and the atmosphere ig lol

➪Also I know that the Spanish and the Moroccan borders are very small but eh- plot device too ig?

➪I've tried to write in Spanish in this one-shot but uh it may be shitty because in some part, I used Google traduction sorry-

➪Spain has issues.

➪Alejandro is Spain's human name just in case if you're confused.

➪Please don't ship them I'm begging you-

➪In short, this is trash and the end was really lazy. I'm not proud of this at all.
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Out of all the places he could be, bruised and hurt with a broken waist , Spain would never thought that he would end up in Morocco's tent, in the middle of nowhere in the desert.

It all started on a sunny afternoon, where Alejandro and some of his human friends were on a boat, trying to enjoy the Mediterranean waves with some fresh air to rest and breath with after an entire afternoon of fishing at the coast. It was a nice trip with no troubles seen on the sea and at the horizon under a warm sun as, in short, it was supposed to be a pleasant trip.

But it didn't go as planned.

Not even after an hour after, the sky started to get darker as clouds started to appear. At first, Spain's friends and himself thought that it would be just a small rain that would go away within a few seconds and it will be it but the more they went furthermore toward the sea, the worse the weather got.

Spain was surprised to see this. It wasn't raining season in the Mediterranean Sea, right? How come there was so suddenly a storm ? And knowing that it was rare to find those, it was even more confusing and surprising. Was it the effects of climate change or something else?

But the worse wasn't how and why there was a storm but how the waves started to get violent.

One of Alejandro's friend was looking below their boat and at the horizon as he widened his eyes. Not only the waves started to got bigger and faster but also they seemed to drove way too far from the Spanish coastline. Worried, he rushed to Alejandro's side.

"¡Alejandro! ¡Tenemos una problema! (Alejandro! We have a problem!) "he exclaimed pecking the spanish personification's attention who was talking with someone from the sailing crew.

"¿?¿Qué pasa? (? What's going on?)"the countryhumans asked as the human took his hand and dragged him on the boat's sides. Upon seeing what was happening, Alejandro frowned.

"Uh extraño. ¿Cómo llegamos tan lejos de la costa?( Uh strange. How did we drove that far, away from the coast?)" he asked to his friend who kept looking intensely at the horizon, growing scared, not feeling any good foreshadowing from all of this because he was mainly stuck in a one-shot full of nonsense.

"No tengo idea también. Creo que fue solamente debido del tiempo entonces no podemos saber dónde exactamente somos pero después, veo las olas y...(I have no idea too. I thought that it was just because of the weather so we can't really tell where are we exactly but then I've watched the waves and...)" the human stopped talking and pointed below the ship. Alejandro looked at the waves and got even more confused and, to be honest, finally felt concerned too about how this trip was going. He asked.