Request by TheOneWhoRants who is totally an awesome person. Now....if only they kayaked.
Saskatchewan absolutely hated violence - any violence whatsoever was violence he hated. He feared it, because violence is what killed his brother, North.
"Too much violence in this world," Saskatchewan sighed, pulling the hood over his sweater, "damn it, if only he was still here."
He walked out of the house.
The tornado should be there any moment, said the Weather Network. He climbed his very big tree and waited.
There it was.
Death.
Except he didn't die.
Because someone pulled him into a hole. A tornado shelter.
"Why would you do that?" That same person shouted, and then she realized. "Oh, that's why."
"W-" Saskatchewan was about to say, "Who are you?"
"The One Who Saved Your Life," said the Pacific Ocean, a frown still on her face. "And the one who wants you to know that you aren't alone."
"What do you mean?" Saskatchewan asked.
"I mean, I love you." Pacific replied.
Saskatchewan looked at the tornado through the small crack in the door. "I you," he said, holding Pacific's hand. "I you."
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Hetalia Randomness
OverigAll in the title. Random funny Hetalia Scenerios and Oneshots that I found cool in my thoughts so......yeah. Whatever.
