Countryhuman oneshots ships or not

Britain x France

France - male, average, 19 years old

Britain - male, tall, 20 years old

Russian Empire - male, tall, 19 years old

Soviet - baby boi, 1 years old

Soviet(capitalist) - 1 years old

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I walk out the door to the train station, crowds bustling around, people pushing their way in and out. Being a country is hard. With my suitcase I try fitting in to make it on time so that the train won't leave without me. I fix my suit and beret (French hat thing) to perfection. My suit is just like any other type except it looks like an ironed baggy shirt with a tie. This is real fashion. I couldn't have breakfast so I just have a croissant, yes very stereo typical but it's the least I can get. Now I'm on my way to a meeting with Italy and Spanish Empire, I know a few other empires who have a meeting at the same place, well technically a lot? I'm not very sure. I feel my heart race, I press my palm against it to make it feel like it won't come out of my chest all bloody and alive running away. Just thinking about this meeting frightens me, I mean if I can't prove my empire will last forever... I am doomed. This is hard enough. My chest starts hurting, I can't breathe. I take a few moments to self regulate, that was close. Goodness I forgot my medicine, I'm pretty sure you know by this I have bad panic attacks, and they can get really bad if not fatal? I keep breathing.

You know what, today won't be bad. We can just have the meeting and it will be over in no time! I put my usual smile on. Today will be great! With my ham and cheese croissant in hand and a warm spring day. Nothing feels amazing than a cool breeze on a warm day gently bouncing off your skin. I sigh. I should've worn shorts.

"Next train arriving in 10 minutes." *Miku reference*

"10 minutes?" Asks a lady to the conductor.

"Yes 10 minutes." He replies. I smile.

"Hey you guys! Lets get drinks." Random mmm oh well it will be a long day anyway. I giggle as I see a small child, hey they are a countryhuman!

"Hewow!" Says the smiling cute little boy, and his twin I think, they are soooo cute.

"OMG hi there, where's your mama or papa?" I ask, turns out he is a countryhuman, just then...

"Hi French Empire! See you've found the naughty ones." Russian Empire comes up to me.

We hug because why the f not just because 2 men hug like woman doesn't mean they're gay.

"I'm nervous about the meeting." I truthfully tell him. He simply smiles.

"Your shoe-laces are little gummy snakes, I'm gonna eat them." One of R.E's children say and of course he starts slurping it up. Russian Empire gets his belt out, oh no.

"Russian Empire NO!" I firmly said.

"What do you mean no?" 

"He is only like what 2?" I say in defence. 

"1." He is only 1 and knows how to talk fluently?

"He's still growing up he needs experience, besides poor whats his name? Poor thing only started life last year."

"Ok ok, his name is Soviet by the way and the other ones name is (wtf)." R.E says. I look down to Soviet who isn't even there anymore.

"I shaped wour cheese to make it look wike a dinasawr." Little Soviet handed me the bitten cheese that came out of the croissant and looked like a dinosaur, he gave me the rest of the cheese that wasn't part of the sculpture. I smiled at him.