dreamtalia x reader

~chapter 1-1\2~

((I'd just like to make clear, I am fully aware of chapter zero, I've watched the whole thing on Kyo's YouTube, but I won't be adding it into this story just because of all the complication in it and because we're starting the story off at chapter 1 part 1))

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(Y/n)= your name
(C/n)= country name
(H/c)= hair color
(E/c)= eye color }}

Humans say they should always be careful of what they wish for because it could come true....

But what would be wrong if dreams could come true? Couldn't everyone be happy then?....

Six in the morning, that's how early you woke up today. Usually you woke up later than that, but things had been hard for you for quite a while. Your name was (y/n), you were the human representative of the country of (c/n)

Recently, (c/n) had became allies with Germany so your boss thought it would be best you went and lived with him. Along with Ludwig in the house, another person lived there as well. He was a little angel, you loved everything about the darling Italian boy Feliciano, from his curl to his rather strange addiction to pasta. Of course, it was no crush you had on the cute little Feli, you saw Feli as more of a child, or your little brother.

You knew that Ludwig and Feliciano had feelings for each other, which were sometimes hard to express because Germany didn't want to admit his , but you knew they were there and it always made you very happy.

You stretched your arms and yawned. 'Might as well not just lay in my bed doing nothing all morning.' You told yourself. (Y/n) stepped out of bed, then turned around making it back up. You loved a clean neat room, it helped you feel more sain after hearing all of Ludwig's yelling all day.

'Maybe I should go tend to my vegetable garden,it didn't seem to rain last night' you thought. Always being cramped up in this house, you had developed a hoby to growing vegetables, you always loved eating them afterwards. Last night you stayed up making a sign that read 'Don't step on the vegetables' because you didn't want any incidents happening that involved ruined vegetables.

You slipped on a pair of dark red boots, still in your long white nightgown. Your (h/c) hair felt oily and you didn't like the way it came undone from your messy bun in the morning wind. But you lived, you've seen much worse and you weren't ready to let this ruin your day.

As soon as you walked up to your garden, you pushed the wooden sign deep into the rich soil and used some dirt and grass around the stake to keep it nice and steady. You were proud of your work and started watering the cabbage and eggplants, along with your other varieties of vegetables.