Okay,
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH Who the fuc-
I'll cut straight to the point: I'm Diedrich, I'm a ghost trying to finish my unfinish business to go to hell. For that I need to meet Dylan and Fredrick.
Wait. So- you know who I am?
Yes, your Trygve Lie, I just need to talk with you.
In what kind of 'talk'?
Deal with the devil,
Wh- WHAt?!
Dude I'm joking, but you'd still have to make a deal with a dead person.
I don't want to make a deal with my dream hallucinations!
oh- I forgot you where... ANYWAYS so I just need to take like half your body, and I won't terrorise you with my ideology.
I- i- LONDON WHERE ARE YOOOOOOOOOOU!?
. . . thats a yes then
Wait n-
oooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
no- nooooo!
Thanks bro,
What just happen?
YOU ARE READING
𝙲𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚂𝚔𝚢. (SovBrit)
FanfictionBritan, or better known as United Kingdom. As funny the memes are about the colonisation for spices (then refusses to use them); he's a person who'd rather forget his history- more like his family's history-, however being the head of the country th...
