All of my attention is on the figure on the floor. It was sitting, back facing me.
"H-Hello?" I nervously greet it.
"Hi, what is your reason for coming here?" A monatone female voice responds back.
"I'm from the Itacest clan. I was coming here for shelter."
"Ah, I see. Why don't you have a base then instead of coming into this old barn?" The girl was still back facing the wall.
"All of my comerades d-died, against the GerIta clan..."
"That sucks." She simpily put. How bold.
"So what about you? What clan are you in?"
"....." She took a deep breath. "PruAus."
"Then where are your soilders?"
"They died in the beginning of Ship War I." That's why I've never heard of that clan before.
" T-Then join my clan!! Together we can domninate the GerIta clan together and have peace! As Alessandra Wright, I would love to be your ally!" I put my right hand out.
The girl dramatically stands up and turns around. She had dark brown hair like her eyes. And glasses that shone in the moonlight. Smiling, the girl shook my hand.
That was the day, that our friendship embarked.
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The Last Ship Standing
ActionThis is pretty much my draft version of an idea that my friend had. Where all the Hetalia fangirls were split into clans. We both are working on it, but I thought it would be fun to make just my version then use some of this in the one my friend mad...
