Chapter Summary:
"He's an idiot, you know?" - Gilbert Beilschmidt, Prussia.
"We're running out of space..." - Nun.
"I won't let us get separated. I promise." - William Kirkland, Wales.
"Is it just me... or is that a bruise on Seborga's arm?" - Ray Jones, Molossia.
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Notes:
Cosette Choquette - Monaco
Maria Dela Cruz - Philippines
Dornoch is a burgh or town in Scotland.
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The police station was quiet today. There were no pressing cases in the town. However...
A certain police officer glared at the announcement posted just outside his office. Typed in bold, black ink were the words he and his friends had wished to see for so long.
Now, though, he just felt sick seeing the very same words for almost two weeks...
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Congratulations for moving up the ranks!
Gilbert Beilschmidt, Aged 28 - From Police Constable to Police Chief Inspector
Cosette Choquette, Aged 26 - From Police Constable to Police Inspector
Ivan Braginsky, Aged 29 - From Police Constable to Police Inspector
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He twirled a pen in his right hand, ruby red eyes shifting from their very brief announcement board, to the case file on his desk. The big red 'CLOSED CASE' stamped on the folder still made his heart hurt.
If we had moved quicker... would they be healing right now? Couldn't we have prevented this whole situation in the first place?
He heaved a sigh as he tapped his pen on the desk. "Gil?" he looked up to lock eyes with one of his friends and fellow Police officer. "What?" his voice sounded tired, even to himself. "The funeral's today isn't it?" her chocolate brown eyes held sadness and remorse.
Gilbert gave a stiff nod, his snow white hair bouncing with the movement. "I'll be going with Ivan later today." Cosette combed a hand through her long blond hair as she sighed. "Maria and I will stop by tomorrow. Her boss is still convinced this is an alibi for us to... scandalize..."
Gilbert's eyes narrowed at the last word. "He's an idiot, you know?" Cosette gave a tired look as she nodded. "We both know that. But what can we do?"
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Cecilia Caine was a lovely young woman. She was cheerful and loving. Her hazel brown eyes married perfectly with her black hair. At the age of twenty-five, she became engaged to her childhood friend.
Fredrico Ricci was only a week older than she was. He was a dream to many with his chocolate brown hair and ocean blue eyes. No one spoke ill of the couple or their engagement. In fact, the whole town of Dornoch more than approved of their relationship.
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Memories of the Past: Book One
FanfictionA redo of my other story called "Memories" -Summary- The first lifetime of their fellow countries moved them to tears. They knew it might have been of a tragic tale, but what they saw changed their personal opinions about their colleagues.
