Until The Very End (Hetalia)

New Clothes

Sunlight filtered in through the large glass wall opposite of where I was, awakening me but not yet to the point of me opening my eyes.

I had had the weirdest dream/nightmare.

I cracked open one eye and looked around.

Shoot. Not a dream.

I sighed and sat up, running my fingers through my bedhead hair. Little blond curls sprung out, winding their way through my fingers and flying everywhere. I stretched, long and luxuriously like a kitty cat. Arthur was no where to be seen.

Sitting at the edge of the bed was a small stack of folded clothes that were clearly meant to be worn by me. I looked around, making sure I was alone, and then put them on.

I paused, looking at a full length mirror.

The girl staring back at me wore a slightly flowy white top with one of those red steampunk style corsets that you wear on the outside around your stomach. The outfit was completed by tight brown pants.

I looked completely badass.

I considered putting on the pair of heeled boots that were also left out but chose instead to keep my converse.

After awhile, I found my way back to the main deck. Wind whipped through my hair, causing it to get even more tangly and curly. Captain Kirkland stood at the wheel of the ship, calmly guiding the ship through the open ocean. He looked so peaceful standing up there. Wind whipped through Arthur's blond, tousling it.

After awhile he noticed me watching and gestured for me to come stand by him.